Vol 2 Chapter 6970:

"If someone asks, do you know that I went to bed early?" Ping An urged Shui'er.

"Miss, let the servant go with you." Shui'er didn't worry about her.

"I rode over, but you followed and slowed me down. I'm leaving, you remember to come to the lamp." Ping An said, turning the window and leaving from behind.

Ping An arrived at the stable and led the horse. After leaving the yard, he turned on his horse and went straight to the mansion of Menghuo.

It was late when the peace arrived, and Meng Huo had been waiting for her, and hurriedly greeted her when she saw her riding a horse.

Ping reined the reins to stop the horse, she dismounted, "Why are you waiting here, I will go in by myself."

Ping An took off his hat and looked at him with a smile on his face.

"After I ate, I was fine. The first time you came, I certainly have to wait." Meng Huo said and took her to the house.

Two people entered the yard. Today, countless lanterns were lit in the Eight Princes' Mansion. The red looks very festive.

"Let the kitchen prepare some more wine and vegetables, I will accompany you to eat more, I am not full at home." Ping An grabbed his arm and said in a low voice.

"Meng Huo immediately ordered someone to do it."

When the two arrived at the main hall, it was warm inside. Meng Huo took off Ping An’s cloak, and asked Ping An, “The people in your mansion should be reliable. The reputation of women is too important here. Don’t tell me what I came here today. Get out."

"Don't worry, there are a dozen people in my house, all of whom are loyal. It is absolutely impossible for outsiders to know about tonight."

"You have a dozen people in such a big mansion? Can you take care of it?" Ping An was a little surprised, even Luo Mansion had one or two hundred people.

"Yes, I am the only master in my house, and there is no female family, so I don't need so much service, and there is no maid."

Peace, "..."

"Hey, the man here, doesn't you have a room at the age of fourteen or five? Don't you have it?" Ping An deliberately teased him.

Hearing this, Meng Huo frowned slightly, "I don't need that."

"Oh." Ping An felt that this topic didn't seem very good, after all, this is ancient.

"I really haven't." Meng Huo thought she didn't believe it, and quickly explained.

"I know! A gift for you." Ping An suddenly took out the sachet and handed it to Meng Huo.

Meng Huo was taken aback. When he saw what was in front of him, he asked in surprise, "Did you embroider?"

"No, I bought it... but I embroidered your name on it, and I added the spices inside." Ping An explained quickly.

Meng Huo looked at the crooked and awkward character on it, not feeling ugly, but rather cute, and the taste was exactly the same as that on her.

It was her smell, he put it in front of his nose and sniffed it lightly, feeling warm in his heart.

"Master, the food is ready, and it's ready for dinner."

"Put it on." Meng Huo was about to put the sachet away, Ping An walked over and grabbed it back, then bowed his head and tied it up with his own hands.

Today Meng Huo wore a crimson robe, which matched this silver sachet very well.

"Good-looking!" Ping An exclaimed with a smile.

"Let's go and eat."

The two went to the restaurant and waved back. There were only two people left. They were eating and chatting, and Meng Huo's heart felt like a fire, not hot.

"Do you believe in past and present lives?" Ping An suddenly asked.

Meng Huo was taken aback and looked at her suspiciously, "I don't know if there is any, but...I want to marry you!"

Peace, "..."

It seems that you thought so in your last life, but she couldn't marry him in the last life.