Inexorably in Love

She was right. Isn't it in his heart that her body isn't as important as the imaginary things?

Meng Huo blamed himself and hated that he could not kill himself.

This night, his heart seemed to be burned on the fire, tormenting him.

The next day, at dawn, all the people outside were already kneeling outside and standing by, and even the Imperial Forest Army came, and there were two carriages for the masters to use.

He woke up and rubbed his eyes.

"Are you awake, are you hungry?" Meng Huo held her hand nervously.

"It's okay, can you go back?" Ping An's attitude was a little cold.

"Yes, go now." Meng Hou wanted to say something to her, but looking at her cold face, he couldn't say it in the end.

Meng Yi and Zhao Xiang were no longer in the house. They walked out and Zhao Xiang looked over. He looked at Ping An and explained, "Uncle has something to do, so I rushed back."

Ping An nodded and got into the carriage directly. She is now suffering from a sore back and she just wants to go home and have a good sleep.

Meng Huo followed her into the carriage. Ping An didn't look at him and didn't care about him. He sat down and closed his eyes with a soft cushion to rest.

"An'er, let me see how your back hurts?" Meng Huo held her hand.

"The eighth princes are bothered." Ping An coldly withdrew his hand.

"An'er, I'm sorry, if you are angry with me, I will let you beat or scold you, don't you treat me so coldly?" Meng Huo took her hand and patted his handsome face.

Ping An glanced at him and quickly retracted his hand, "No, I'm just curious, do you believe me? Or do you not believe in the emperor? Do you think we two are the kind of shameless people?"

Meng Huo really regrets it at the moment, he said, "Of course I believe you two, I just don't believe in myself, I have no confidence in myself."

Ping An looked at him speechlessly.

"Uncle Huang is a very good man. He is outstanding in warfare and excellent in martial arts. What about me? No matter what you have done in any way, and... You have been to Uncle Emperor..."

"But I married you! Doesn't this mean that I have you in my heart? If I don't like you, why should I marry you? Am I sick?" Ping An said something rude, but it wasn't rough.

Meng Huo was stunned, and looked at her in disbelief, "An'er, you... are you telling the truth?"

"When did I tell lies?" He glared at him silently, closed his eyes and continued to rest.

Meng Huo thinks about it, too, with so many princes and grandchildren, she finally agreed to marry herself, which is enough to show that she is different in her heart.

"But look at the eyes of the emperor."

"I think he looks like an old friend, that old friend is an elder, and has no other meaning." Ping An explained flatly.

"An'er, I know I was wrong, and I won't doubt you anymore." Meng Huo explained to her nervously in a low voice.

Ping An opened his eyes and glanced at him, then turned and continued to rest.

"Ann'er."

"You are noisy!" An unhappy voice was revealed in the voice of Ping An.

"I want to see your injury."

"Nothing good, no big problem."

"..."

Meng Huo knew that his performance yesterday disappointed her, and he regretted it now, wishing he could slap himself twice, but now it was too late to say anything.

Okay, she didn't mention the matter of returning to Luofu and Heli.