Vol 2 Chapter 7115:

"I know, I will tell him."

"Let the butler prepare the carriage."

On the road, he lifted the driving curtain to look at the man riding aside, and said, "Uncle Emperor, do you know about the female thief? Any news recently?"

"No, just your little effort, you'd better stay at home, don't venture out again." Meng Yi gave her a silent glance.

"Today is really just an accident. You have to believe me. If you attack me close, I will definitely not lose."

"..."

"What I said is true, don't believe me, wait until I get better, I will try with you, you are definitely not my opponent." He looked at him unconvinced.

"Then wait for your injury first."

Peace, "..."

The two were talking, and the carriage arrived outside the Eighth Prince's Mansion. Meng Huo was planning to go out to find her, and ran over when she came back.

When he saw the emperor's uncle, he was taken aback, but he quickly reflected that it was the emperor who helped her again today.

He felt very uncomfortable, especially looking at Ping An admiring the emperor like a little girl.

"Uncle Emperor." Meng Huo greeted Meng Yi somewhat awkwardly.

"An'er, how are you! Where did it hurt?" Meng Huo looked nervously at the girl lying on the window.

Ping An was also very happy to see him. The carriage stopped, and she immediately jumped off the carriage, "Why are you back? I'm fine, but there is a slight back injury, and I have been taken medicine."

"I'll go back first, and take a good rest these days." Meng Yi said, turning the horse's head, his legs clamped his stomach, and left directly.

"Don't forget what you just said." Ping An called to him.

Meng Yi raised his hand and shook it at her.

Hearing her words, Meng Huo felt sour in his heart, but now is not the time to be jealous, he hastened her to look around.

"It's nothing serious. It's just a small injury. Let's go in first." Ping An took him to the house.

When the two returned to their yard, Meng Huo immediately wanted to see her wounds, but Ping An didn't want to undress at all. She had to wear them after she had taken them off. It was not troublesome enough.

"It's really okay, it's just a bit of skin trauma. It's been medicine."

"Are you taking medicine in the emperor's house?" Meng Huo's eyes changed.

Ping An nodded, "Yes, fortunately I ran into the emperor today, otherwise, I am afraid that Zhou Ling would have to be beaten to death by that bitch."

When Meng Huo heard these words, his pupils shrank suddenly, "She dare!"

"Why didn't she dare, you didn't see how arrogant she was at the time, but the emperor taught her and beat her... Tsk tsk tsk, like a blood man, it's really too relieved."

"Let me see, otherwise I can't feel at ease." Meng Huo insisted to see.

He really had no choice but to untie his belt and take off his coat for him to see.

The coat slipped, revealing her blood-white back. She pulled her long hair aside and revealed the whiplash. Although it was just a whip, it still looked shocking, but the blood stopped.

Meng Huo's eye circles instantly turned red.

"I'm going to find the emperor, this matter can't just leave it!" Meng Hou hated to kill the bitch.

"Don't, don't go first, Zhou Ling is worse than me. She thinks she can only breathe now, so the emperor's uncle is amazing." Pingan quickly stopped him to persuade.

She suddenly turned around, and there was only one bellyband left on her body. Meng Huo took a look, only to feel the qi and blood surge.