Upon hearing this voice, Jing Zhe's first thought was to refuse.
It wasn't because he disliked her—although he did dislike Su Xinping—but the main reason was that there were already two women in the room, and what would happen if an outsider came in?
Su Mochen was clearly a little nervous as well.
If Su Xinping saw her alone with Jing Zhe in the house late at night, what would she think?
So he glared at Jing Zhe, telling him to refuse quickly.
"It's persimmons? Is there something you need?"
"I've come to talk to you!"
"Shall we chat? Let's do it tomorrow! I'm too tired!"
"Don't be like that! Are you still angry with me? I came here to apologize. If you don't open the door—I'm just going to push it open and come in!"
Jing Zhe panicked upon hearing this, for Su Mochen hadn't locked the door when he came in!
"No! I'll open the door for you!"
After calming Su Xin down, he turned to look at Su Mochen, who was now troubled—there was still one more, what should he do? Was he going to have such bad luck tonight?
Su Mochen was even more anxious than him. She looked around and when her gaze fell on the curtain, she immediately had an idea!
He got up and went to the bedside, mouthing something to Jing Zhe, meaning he should hurry up and deal with Su Xinping and get rid of him!
Jing Zhe was alarmed and was about to speak to stop him, but before he could say anything, he saw Su Mochen dive into the curtained tent.
He immediately covered his forehead.
Holy crap, what is going on here?
Once inside the bed curtains, Su Mochen discovered that there was already someone else on the bed.
Zhu Xinning also felt incredibly awkward. She stretched out her hand and smiled sheepishly at her, "Your Highness..."
A king doesn't meet another king; if he does, he panics...
...
Without giving it much thought, Jing Zhe went to open the door from outside the curtain.
Outside the door, Su Xinping, carrying a jug of strong liquor, smiled broadly: "Young Master Jing, I've come to apologize to you!"
As he spoke, he raised the bottle of strong liquor in his hand.
Damn it, this strong liquor is mine!
Jing Zhe pursed his lips, then reached out and took the strong liquor: "Alright, I forgive you, Shizi, go back!"
"..."
After saying that, he prepared to close the door.
Su Xinping was startled and swiftly pressed the door shut.
Jing Zhe frowned. "Is there anything else, Shi Zi?"
"Yes! I've come to apologize to you, so naturally I should have a few drinks with you! How can I just leave like this?"
"No need for drinking. I understand Shizi's kindness, but I'm very sleepy, so I won't keep Shizi!"
Su Xinping clearly had no intention of leaving. He leaned against the door, glanced inside, and said with a lewd grin, "Young Master Jing, are you in such a hurry to get rid of me because you're keeping a mistress?"
Upon hearing this, the two women inside the curtain immediately felt their hearts leap into their throats.
"You think you can hide in this shabby place?"
Jing Zhe sighed, thinking that not letting him in would only arouse his suspicion, so he had no choice but to step aside.
Su Xinping had only made a joke earlier and hadn't really thought about it. He didn't look around much after entering the house, but sat down directly, opened the wine jar, and took out two bowls.
"Young Master Jing, we had some unpleasantness a few days ago due to a misunderstanding! Look, I've returned Zhang's Wine Shop today, so it's time to clear up our misunderstanding. How about we have a bowl of wine... and let bygones be bygones?"
Damn it, they gave the distillery back!
Jing Zhe cursed inwardly, "If it weren't for Emperor An's intervention, you wouldn't have been able to pay back anything!"
But now is not the time to dwell on that; all he can think about right now is how to get him away as quickly as possible.
He grabbed the wine bowl on the table and drank it all in one gulp. The spiciness almost killed him on the spot. He wiped away his tears and said, "Alright, I've drunk the wine, and I forgive you. Persimmon, please go back now!"
"..."
Su Xinping was still pouring himself a drink when he turned around and saw Jing Zhe had already downed his drink in one gulp. After a moment of surprise, he laughed and said, "Oh my, I didn't expect that Young Master Jing, a scholar, would have such a high tolerance for alcohol!"
"Giggle~"
He burped, and the smell of alcohol churned up from his stomach, causing Jing Zhe to suffer a second blow, and tears streamed down his face again.
"What do you mean by 'huge capacity'? One bowl isn't enough!"
Upon hearing this, Su Xinping was overjoyed and immediately poured him another bowl, saying, "One bowl is not enough, Young Master Jing, you must have another bowl with me!"
Holy crap!
Jing Zhe almost swore, but considering that he should leave quickly, he could only grit his teeth, close his eyes, and tilt his head back to die again.
I'm going to die, I'm going to die.
Jing Zhe's eyes were blurry with tears, and his mind was already a little unclear.
Thinking about the two women in bed, especially how to explain things to them later, Jing Zhe's head ached even more.
It seems that they are more difficult to deal with than Su Xinping.
He suddenly felt that getting drunk might not be such a bad thing. At least he could sleep until dawn, and when he woke up the next day, Su Mochen would be back in the palace. He could then pretend to be silly and act cute towards Zhu Xinning, and everything would be over.
Ha, I'm such a clever little devil!
Having made up his mind, Jing Zhe let loose. After a few bowls of wine, he gradually lost consciousness, wrapped his arms around Su Xinping's neck, and addressed him as a brother.
However, Su Xinping's purpose was to get Jing Zhe drunk. He hadn't drunk much himself, and seeing that Jing Zhe seemed a little out of it, he tentatively said, "Young Master Jing, you've had enough to drink today, how about we stop here?"
"What? You want to eat lamb too? Okay, come on, I'll roast a lamb for you!"
He stood up and staggered out.
Seeing this, Su Xinping was overjoyed and immediately followed him out: "Young Master Jing is so polite, why don't you take this persimmon back with you!"
As the two voices faded into the distance, Zhu Xinning and Su Mochen breathed a sigh of relief. They wanted to go out, but then they remembered that Jing Zhe hadn't returned, and it would be awkward for the two of them to be alone together. So they pretended not to know anything, didn't say a word, and continued to lie on the bed.
...
Although it was said that Jing Zhe was to escort him, Su Xinping actually helped him walk into the ship's corridor and directly to Su Mochen's room.
Su Xinping listened for a moment, but there was no response. He had blown a sleeping potion inside when he went out, so Su Mochen must be asleep by now!
"Young Master Jing, we've arrived!"
Su Xinping opened the door and pushed Jing Zhe inside. Then, he secretly took out a long, colorful incense stick from his clothes, lit it, and as the smoke drifted out, he quickly threw it inside and closed the door.
Looking around and seeing no one on the deck, he grinned and quickly slipped back inside.
When he returned, the door to the next room opened a crack.
In the entire cabin, Wang Yingqiu possessed the highest martial arts skills, after all, she was an outer disciple of Wuxianyuan.
Therefore, her hearing was much better than that of ordinary people, and she noticed everything from when Zhu Xinning opened the door and left to when Su Mochen left again.
She heard a noise again, so she opened the door a crack and peeked out. She saw Su Xinping supporting Jing Zhe as they staggered toward Su Mochen's room.
Afterwards, Su Xinping went back, but Jing Zhe disappeared without a trace!
What's going on?
If it were anyone else, Wang Yingqiu might not have bothered, since it involved a member of the royal family, but Jing Zhe…
She has to take charge!
Because he's his friend's younger brother.
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