Meng Huo looks at the girl in front of him, and the whole person is trembling. Then, he suddenly turns his eyes and faints.
Ping An, "..."
Zhao Xiang was startled and quickly caught him.
Ping'an was also frightened by him, so he quickly came over and took his hand. He cried in a panic, "Meng Huo!"
"Don't worry, don't worry. It's just that I'm too tired recently and haven't had a good rest. Let's go back first and give it to my fourth brother here!" Zhao Xiang then asked people to help him and carried Meng Huo up the mountain.
The mountain already knew the news of reinforcements. The princes rushed out of the hall like chicken blood. When they got outside the hall, they saw Zhao Xiang and monk soldiers carrying Meng Huo back, with a general in silver armor.
When you look carefully, you can see that this man is actually the eighth prince.
Meng Kai and others quickly welcomed him and asked about the situation nervously.
"Eight younger brother, what's the matter?"
"It should be that I'm too tired recently, and I'm nervous. Let's talk about it first." Zhao Xiang explained simply, and the party went in quickly.
Ping An's attention is always on Meng Huo, and he doesn't care about the people around him.
When the emperor heard the news of Meng Huo's fainting, he was also very worried. He presided over some medical skills. After giving him treatment, he said that he was too tired to faint. Now he just needs to rest and drink some medicine.
The host made a prescription and asked the apprentice to decoct the medicine.
Ping'an gave the emperor a hasty salute and guarded Meng Huo.
Zhao Xiang explained the situation outside to reassure the emperor that the fourth prince had scattered the army of alcohol king, and alcohol king could not last long.
After hearing the news, the emperor finally relaxed. He looked at his eighth son, who was so tired that he fainted. Then he looked at some other disheartened sons, and his fourth son, who was still struggling outside. He suddenly felt very happy.
It's certainly not a good thing for someone to rebel. But this time, he also saw that his sons are better than each other. There is no coward. When facing the rebels, there is no one who is greedy for life and afraid of death. Suddenly, he felt a special sense of achievement.
The abbot said Meng Huo needed to rest, so he let everyone go out. In the Zen room, only Ping'an and Zhao Xiang were left, and a little monk was waiting here.
Ping'an takes Zhao Xiang's handkerchief and cleans Meng Huo's face carefully. After wiping his face, he wipes his hands again.
Before long, Meng Huo woke up. He looked at the woman sitting beside him, who was already dressed in casual clothes. For a moment, he couldn't believe it.
It took him a long time to be sure that the person in front of him was really his wife whom he had been thinking about for a long time.
"Angel, it's really you who are back!" Meng Huo got up and hugged her excitedly.
Ping'an wants to push him away. He's so enthusiastic that she can't adapt, especially when she's hugged so tightly.
"You need to rest now. The medicine has been fried. You should drink it first." Ping'an reached out and pushed him away.
Meng Huo obediently let go of her and stared at her without blinking, for fear that she would disappear in the blink of an eye.
"Angel, do you know how much I miss you? I'll never be separated from you again. " When Meng Huo said this, his voice choked.
Ping'an takes the medicine bowl and signals him to drink the medicine first. Meng Huo is also very obedient. He takes the medicine bowl and drinks it all at once, and then continues to stare at him.
Seeing this, Zhao Xiang signaled the little monk to go out together and left the space for them.
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