"So you drink too much with Uncle Huang?" Meng Huo is suddenly on the alert. This is not Ping'an's style. She is not so enthusiastic about strangers.
"And me." Zhao Xiang remembered that his uncle's eyes were not right when he saw Ping'an yesterday, and he quickly took over the conversation with a smile.
"Don't drink so much next time." Meng Huo's chest was suddenly stuffy. He reached out and rubbed Ping'an's hair.
"I see. Let's go. You can ride with us too. Don't ride a horse." Ping'an thought that before Zhao Xiang left, he would tell him more.
"No, I'd better ride a horse. I'll send the wine to my uncle first. You really don't have to worry about me. Although I haven't been to the battlefield to kill the enemy, who hasn't had the first time? Besides, don't worry about my uncle. " With that, Zhao Xiang got on his horse and left quickly with the wine.
Ping An, "..."
She wants to give him some layout plans. She is a modern person who has absorbed the quintessence of 5000 years of culture. Giving him some layout plans will be enough for them to fight.
Forget it, go back and find a way to give it to him.
Meng Huo helped her into the carriage. He looked at her all the time and asked him, "why do you look at me like this?"
"You seem to have a good impression of my uncle Huang?" Meng Huo didn't know why, but suddenly he had a special sense of crisis.
He respected uncle Huang all the time. He also knew that he especially liked the girl in front of him. If he didn't see her one day, he would be flustered and didn't know what to do.
Before, he didn't want to do anything in the court, and he didn't want to enter the court. After he got engaged with Miss Luo, he didn't care, because he could marry anyone, but he still wanted to do something for the people.
So he would do it secretly, and then give it to the Minister He trusted. As the prince, enjoying the support of the people, he would do it for the people.
However, since he met her, his idea has completely changed. He likes her very much and is willing to join the court for her. He is willing to plan everything for her just to marry her and be with her.
"Isn't your uncle Huang a meritorious official of the Zhou Dynasty? Don't you admire him very much? What's wrong with my good impression of him? "
Ping'an thought of the feeling when he was close to Yiwang last night, and suddenly he was a little upset.
He and he are so similar, that name has become a taboo in her heart.
She didn't dare to touch it. It hurt her to death.
She is not sure what feelings she has for him. She only knows that she just wants to find him, the ends of the earth and the earth!
Is Meng Yi really related to him?
Ping An is not sure.
In fact, it's not that he didn't think that he was dead. He didn't want to make himself sad, so he left in a panic with her.
"That's not what I mean Nothing more. " Meng Huo shakes his head. Maybe he thinks too much. The age difference between uncle Huang and Ping'an is more than double. It's OK to be his father. How can there be
Love for children.
Can think of these four words, the bottom of Meng Huo's heart or needle pricking pain.
"Your uncle has never been married?" Ping'an still couldn't resist his curiosity.
"No, uncle Huang was married, but I was still young at that time. I only remember that the bride was the daughter of a minister. When she died, uncle Huang never married again. She was always alone." Meng Huo tells her about Meng Yi's past in a complicated mood.
He knew that she had begun to notice uncle Huang. Before, she never paid attention to the God of war, but now it was different.
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