Zheng Shu was a talented woman once promoted by the Ming Prince. Later, after the Ming Prince’s downfall, she was stripped of her official position by the Empress.

Zheng Shu had been constantly searching for Zhang Meng, but Yang Qing didn’t understand Zheng Shu’s purpose.

But Yang Qing had to plan for Zhang Meng. Zhang Meng had once confessed her feelings to him, and he had rejected her. It wasn’t that he didn’t like Zhang Meng, but that he wasn’t worthy of Zhang Meng and didn’t have the ability to protect her.

“I entrusted her to you, you must protect her well. If anything happens to her, I will definitely kill you.” Yang Qing said coldly.

Yang Qing, who had shed his gentle facade, was like a blood-stained sword, stern and imposing.

After hearing Zhang Meng’s background, Xu Lu Cha was stunned for a long time. Yang Qing’s cold words brought back his thoughts. He raised his beautiful eyes and said faintly: “You don’t need to worry about this, I will naturally protect my wife-master.”

After Xu Lu Cha returned to the government office, Zhang Meng was helping the uncles of the office chop firewood.

“Zhang Meng, this is so embarrassing, you’re clearly on vacation, yet we’re still making you help with work.” The uncle handed a bowl of water to Zhang Meng, feeling apologetic.

“It’s nothing.” Zhang Meng took the bowl and smiled. Her face was flushed from the exercise, looking very cute.

Xu Lu Cha’s heart melted into a puddle of water, and he quickly walked towards Zhang Meng. On the way, he encountered Zheng Shu. Xu Lu Cha’s heartstrings suddenly tightened, and his beautiful eyes narrowed.

Zheng Shu passed by him expressionlessly, carrying a pile of account books, as if she hadn’t seen him.

“Lu Cha.” Seeing Xu Lu Cha return, Zhang Meng smiled and waved at him.

Xu Lu Cha hid the coldness in his beautiful eyes and returned Zhang Meng’s smile. He quickly walked towards Zhang Meng.

Zhang Meng’s forehead was sweaty, so Xu Lu Cha took out a clean silk handkerchief from his sleeve to wipe her sweat.

As the familiar fresh scent from the handkerchief wafted over, Zhang Meng felt a bit uncomfortable and dodged slightly.

The uncle saw Xu Lu Cha come over and quickly left with understanding. Now there were only Zhang Meng and Xu Lu Cha in the courtyard.

Seeing Zhang Meng sitting properly at the stone table, Xu Lu Cha felt as if all his bones had been removed, his whole body soft and limp, unable to resist leaning on Zhang Meng.

Before meeting Zhang Meng, he detested women. He had also thought that if he married a woman in the future, just thinking about having physical contact with them would make him want to vomit.

But facing Zhang Meng, he couldn’t help but turn into a piece of sticky candy, sticking to Zhang Meng’s side all the time.

He never knew that he, who had always been cold-hearted, would have such a clingy day.

“Zhang Meng, these are pastries from Yingyue Teahouse. I brought them back especially for you.”

Xu Lu Cha opened the food box and took out the exquisite pastries inside. He knew Zhang Meng liked to eat some small pastries, especially those from Yingyue Teahouse.

Sure enough, when Zhang Meng saw the pastries, her eyes lit up and she happily took the pastries and started eating. “Thank you, Lu Cha.”

Xu Lu Cha rested his chin on his hand, watching her eat. Actually, he felt his skills were a bit better than those of Yingyue Teahouse. The pastries he made were unparalleled in both appearance and taste. But Zhang Meng had once said that his pastries couldn’t compare to those of Yingyue Teahouse. At that time, before he fell in love with Zhang Meng, he was so angry he wanted to kill her, but now he just felt depressed.

Zhang Meng was eating with relish. Xu Lu Cha couldn’t help but ask: “Is it really that delicious?”

“Mm.” Zhang Meng nodded. She took a pastry and held it to Xu Lu Cha’s lips, “Do you want to try?”

Xu Lu Cha gently bit a piece from her hand. After carefully tasting it, he still felt that what he made was better.

But Zhang Meng said: “The pastry chef at Yingyue Teahouse is a very good person. I always feel that eating the pastries he makes makes people feel warm.”

When Zhang Meng had just come down from the mountain and hadn’t become a constable yet, she was carrying goods at the dock. At that time, her wages were low, and the work was tiring and dirty. Even when she walked near Yingyue Teahouse, she would be driven away by the attendants there.

But the pastry chef there wouldn’t discriminate against her and would occasionally give her some pastries. It was also at that time that she felt the pastries from Yingyue Teahouse were the most delicious she had ever eaten.

Zhang Meng carefully packed up the untouched pastries and closed the food box.

“Lu Cha, can I have someone send these pastries to the Lady later?”

“Alright.” Although he was a bit unhappy that Zhang Meng was giving away the pastries he bought to someone else, as long as Zhang Meng was happy, it was fine.

At dinner time, Zhong Huo didn’t appear. Without Zhong Huo present, the little tempers that the constables usually didn’t dare to show were instantly displayed to the fullest.

They each brought out their treasured alcohol, shouting that they wanted to make Zhang Meng drink.

“You’re something, Zhang Meng. Usually so quiet, yet you got married earlier than us! You’ve got it good, with a beauty in your arms, better than being an immortal. And what about us?”

“We must make you drink until you can’t walk!”

Xu Lu Cha sat next to Zhang Meng, his gentle and graceful demeanor in front of them almost crumbling from anger. Gripping his fan tightly, he wanted to stab each of them.

Whoever dared to bully Zhang Meng, he wouldn’t let them off easily.

But Zhang Meng was right beside him, so he absolutely couldn’t show a fierce appearance. He could only endure, his beautiful face taut.

“You can’t find husbands, that’s just your problem, you can’t blame our Zhang Meng.” Xu Lu Cha said faintly.

If Zhang Meng wasn’t there, he would probably have said something even nastier.

They couldn’t find husbands because they were poor, ugly, incapable, and had strong female chauvinism. They deserved to not be able to find husbands for their entire lives.

Xu Lu Cha’s dissatisfied words made the lively atmosphere at the scene freeze slightly. Zhang Meng hurriedly tugged at Xu Lu Cha’s sleeve.

“Lu Cha, what are you saying? If they want me to drink, I’ll drink.” Xu Lu Cha’s expression was not good, but he didn’t say anything more. As a gentle and considerate husband in front of others, he had to give his wife-master enough face.

Because Xu Lu Cha had conceded, the constables desperately made Zhang Meng drink. After a while, Zhang Meng was drunk and sprawled on the table.

When Xu Lu Cha was supporting Zhang Meng back, he cast a cold glance at everyone.

After Xu Lu Cha supported Zhang Meng away, Qin Lu felt a lingering fear.