Zhao Mingyan could have pulled away, but he stopped in his tracks at her few soft words and complied with her wish.
It was the first time he'd ever had to hide so shamefully in a cabinet.
The cabinet was tidy enough, just a bit short. Given his height, he had to stoop and bend his waist just to stand inside.
With Prime Minister Su's footsteps right at the door, Ji Qingwu couldn't think of a better plan. She pressed her palms together and gave him a quick, prayer-like bow. For now, she could only inconvenience this great personage.
A dark undercurrent flickered in Zhao Mingyan's eyes.
Just as she was about to close the cabinet door, an arm shot out and pulled her in with him.
Ji Qingwu watched as the cabinet door swung shut before her eyes, plunging her into darkness.
Just then, the door to the room was pushed open.
