Meng Huo was taken aback, and looked at her suspiciously, "I don't know if there is, but... I want to marry you!"
Safety,"… "
It seems that you also thought so in your previous life, but it was impossible for her to marry him in your previous life.
"Ping'an, will you marry me?" Meng Huo suddenly took her hand that was on the table, and slowly clenched it.
"You are a person who has a marriage contract. Luo Qingqing and your marriage contract were made a long time ago." Ping An didn't want to withdraw his hand, and let him hold it.
"I'll take care of this matter, you don't have to worry." Meng Huo looked at her seriously.
"...how do you want to solve it?" Ping An frowned, not figuring out what he wanted to do for a moment.
"I have a way. After the new year, I will find a way to get in touch with her."
"Even if you break off the engagement, we are both daughters of the Luo family. If you divorced her, it wouldn't be good for us to get married, right?" Ping An didn't care about these things, it was just his status, and he was afraid that he would be tainted by others. , if he still intends to become emperor, it might be affected.
"Do you care about these? Do you care about those rumors?"
"I don't really care, but if I'm from the Luo Mansion, I'm afraid the people from the Luo Mansion will care." Ping An took a sip from his wine glass.
"I'll take care of everything, don't worry."
Safety,"… "
It seems that there is really no reason to reject him.
She didn't know how long it would be before she left this world. In her last life, she felt sorry for him. She hoped to fulfill his wish for all of this. If he wanted to marry her, then she would marry him.
Ping An didn't realize that, in fact, she was also moved by Meng Huo in her heart now, because she had never experienced it before, so she didn't know what it felt like.
The two of them drank until midnight, and Ping An felt a little dizzy, but she had to go back.
"You stay here tonight, and I'll take you back tomorrow morning." Meng Huo didn't want her to run around so late.
"No, I'm fine, I can go back, so you don't have to worry." Ping An insisted on leaving, and had to go to pay New Year's greetings to the old lady tomorrow, if she couldn't go back, I don't know what kind of demon Luo Qingrou would be.
"Then I'll see you off now." Meng Huo immediately asked someone to prepare the carriage.
"I'll ride back faster."
"I'm worried."
"Luo Mansion is not far from your place. If there is anything to worry about, it's settled. You should go to bed early. You have to enter the palace tomorrow morning." Ping An didn't allow him to refuse.
Seeing her insistence, Meng Huo didn't say anything, took the cloak and helped her fasten it carefully.
He sent her outside the mansion, took the reins of his horse safely, got on the horse, glanced at Meng Huo again, beat the horse and left.
Meng Huo looked at the far away figure, his eyes were full of nostalgia, he wished he could be with her all the time, for him now, seeing her was a very happy thing.
On the way back, Ping An was stopped by a person.
She reined in the horse's reins so hard that she didn't step on the man.
"Who?" Ping An asked with a frown.
"Miss, please help me, my father is seriously ill and needs a doctor, but there is no pharmacy open now, my father is really dying."
In front of him was a little girl, only about ten years old, she looked skinny and very pitiful.
"Where is your father? Take me to see." Ping An got off the horse.
"It's right in front, thank you miss." The little girl looked at her gratefully.