Vol 2 Chapter 6971:

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.

"Ping An, are you willing to marry me?" Meng Huo suddenly took her hand on the table and slowly clenched it.

"You are a person who has a marriage contract. Luo Qingren made your marriage contract early." Ping An didn't want to withdraw his hand and let him hold it.

"I will resolve this matter, you don't have to worry." Meng Huo looked at her seriously.

"...How are you going to solve it?" Ping An frowned, but didn't figure out what he wanted to do for a while.

"I have a way. After the New Year, I will find a way to get in touch with her marriage contract."

"Even if you dissolve the marriage contract, we are both daughters of the Luo family. If you retired from her, it would be okay for us to get married?" Ping An doesn't care about this, but his status and status. , If he still plans to become the emperor, it might have an impact.

"Do you care about these? Do you care about the rumors?"

"I don't care, but if I were from Luo Mansion, I'm afraid Luo Mansion would care." Ping An picked up the wine glass and took a sip.

"I will take care of everything properly, you can rest assured."

Peace, "..."

It seems that there is really no reason to reject him.

She doesn't know how long she will leave this world. In the last life, she felt sorry for him. She hopes to fulfill his wish for all this. If he wants to marry her, then she will marry him.

Ping An didn't find out. In fact, she was moved by Mengzhuo in her heart now, because she had never experienced it, so she didn't know how it felt.

The two continued to drink until midnight, and Ping An felt a little dizzy, but she had to go back.

"You live here tonight, and I will take you back tomorrow morning." Meng Huo didn't want her to run around so late.

"No, I'm fine, I can go back, you don't have to worry about it." Ping An insisted on leaving. Tomorrow, she had to pay the old lady a New Year greeting. If she can't go back, I don't know what Luo Qingrou will be.

"Then I'll see you off now." Meng Huo immediately made people prepare the carriage.

"I will ride back faster."

"I'm worried."

"Luo Mansion is not far from your place. If there is anything you can't worry about, that's it. You should rest early. You have to enter the palace tomorrow morning." Ping An couldn't let him refuse.

Seeing her insistence, Meng Huo didn't say anything, and took the cloak to help her tie it carefully.

He sent her outside the house, safely took the rein of his horse, turned on the horse, looked at Meng Huo again, and fought away.

Meng Huo looked at the figure driving away with nostalgia in his eyes. He wanted to be with her all the time. Now for him, seeing her is a very happy thing.

Ping An was stopped by someone on the way back.

She squeezed the horse's rein so hard that she didn't step on that person.

"Who?" Ping An asked with a frown.

"Miss, please help me, my father is seriously ill and needs a doctor, but now there is no pharmacy to open the door, my father is really dying."

There was a little girl in front of her, she was just over ten years old, she looked scrawny and very pitiful.

"Where is your father? Take me to see." Ping An came off immediately.

"Just ahead, thank you Miss." The little girl looked at her gratefully.