Inexorably in Love

Zhao Xiang was also a little dumbfounded. He pulled a little to be safe and signaled her to be reserved. It would be impolite to stare at people like this. Although it was his uncle, he was also a man!

"What's your name?" Ping An asked suddenly.

Zhao Xiang was almost scared by her and fell under the table. When he grew up, it was the first time anyone dared to speak to his uncle so boldly.

Even the emperor was very polite when talking to his uncle.

King Yi looked at the little girl beside him unexpectedly, "What do you ask this for?"

"It's nothing, just want to know, what is your name?" Ping An looked at him persistently.

"Meng Yi." Wang Yi was not angry. For so many years, few people dared to talk to him like this.

"Meng Yi." Ping An repeated the name, no, it was not him.

"What? Why are you suddenly interested in this king's name?" King Yi held the glass in his hand, and he looked at the wine in the glass.

"It's nothing, but the prince reminds me of an old person." Ping An's voice became a little choked. After so many years, she was not even sure whether that person actually existed, or was it just from her previous life. It's up.

Zhao Xiang, "..."

"You drink too much. My uncle has been a prince since he was a child. How could he be your old deceased? Don't drink and eat more." Zhao Xiang quickly gave her a chicken leg.

Ping An didn't say anything, he reached out his hand to pick up the drumstick and nibble.

Zhao Xiang, "..."

Definitely drank too much.

Otherwise, she could not eat chicken legs so rudely.

"My lord, you can try it too. This chicken is raised by myself. They all drink milk. The taste is definitely different from what you have eaten before." Ping An picked up another chicken leg and sent it to Meng Yi.

Zhao Xiang, "..."

Really drank too much!

Meng Yi looked at her eager eyes, hesitated, stretched out his hand to take it, and took a bite on her lips in the look of her expectation.

The taste is really fresh and tender, and the taste of the dishes here is not the same as the ones eaten outside, which is quite to his appetite.

"It's delicious, you eat more."

The more Ping An looked at him, the more familiar he became, and he became closer to him unconsciously.

Afraid of the **** of war? nonexistent!

There is no such thing as she is afraid of someone in this world.

The emperor was bewitched by Luo Qingrou again, and if she did anything bad, she simply let Meng Zhuo usurp the throne.

Next, Ping An enthusiastically gave Yi Wang Anli a variety of foods. Yi Wang's stomach was full, but he couldn't hold back the little girl's enthusiasm, so he continued to eat.

Until I really can't eat it anymore.

"Lord, I'll be with you... um!"

Ping An’s mouth was severely covered by Zhao Xiang, and she stopped talking. He looked at the uncle on the side and smiled awkwardly, “Uncle, it’s too early. Go back and rest. She should go to bed too. ."

King Yi looked at Zhao Xiang meaningfully.

"Ah!" Zhao Xiang only felt a pain in his hand, he almost jumped up, why this girl still bites.

"Master, don't listen to him. If you live here tonight, I promise you will fall in love with me as a Zhuangzi!" Ping An warm invitation.

"Luo Qingqing, pay attention, you are going to be the prince and concubine!" Zhao Xiangxin said that if she let Meng Huo see her like this, Meng Huo would be crazy.

"What happened to the prince and concubine? The prince and concubine can't talk to people anymore? Isn't it OK if I don't do it?" Ping An finished here, and suddenly fell down.

Zhao Xiang, "..."

Actually fell asleep.

"Didn't she just drink a jug? How could she become so drunk?" Zhao Xiang looked at the empty jug.

This is not what they brought.

Shui'er came out to look at the situation, yelled, and said, "This is the high-quality wine that the young lady has just brewed, and she drank all of it."

"Ah, your lady has a new drink again?" Zhao Xiang looked at her helplessly.

"Yes, the degree is very high, although I don't know what a degree is."

"This wine... is very good, better than any one I have ever drunk." Meng Yi looked at the wine glass in his hand and smiled.

Zhao Xiang's eyes are staring out, uncle is smiling?

Oh my god, who didn't know that the god-killing prince Meng Yi is a ghost and has never laughed!

This is really the sun coming out from the west.

"Why didn't I drink it? I tasted it." Zhao Xiang wanted to taste, but Meng Yi pushed aside, he picked up a pot of wine, turned and left.

Shui'er and Zhao Xiang quickly helped Ping An into the bedroom.

Zhao Xiang asked Shui'er to take care of him, so he went after his uncle.

When Zhao Xiang rode out of Zhuangzi, he couldn't even see his uncle's shadow.

...

When Ping An woke up the next day, holding the quilt in a daze, she suddenly remembered what happened yesterday. Later, she felt that King Yi was very familiar and very similar to him.

She didn't know if it was her own illusion, she wanted to be sure again, and felt that she was thinking too much, why is he here?

Someone outside was talking, and when Ping An raised his head, he saw Meng Huo coming in. He should have just been riding a horse, and there was still a burst of chill on his body.

"Drink too much?" Meng Huo sat down and looked at her.

"Are you cold or not, come up and warm up." Peacefully motioned him to go to bed to warm up.

"Wait a minute." Meng Hou took off his cloak and put it aside, took off his coat again, and came to the bedside, and Ping An immediately wrapped the quilt around him.

"I'm fine. I just drank two more glasses and went to bed after drinking. You heard Zhao Xiang say that I drank too much?" Ping An looked at him, a little distressed, his face was very cold.

"Well, I ran into him early this morning, I will come to see you." Meng Huo was wrapped up tightly by her, and the smile on his face became brighter. He felt that he was really too happy to be like this Loving and caring.

"I'm fine, you don't have to go there specially, but don't go back in the morning. It's cold now. I'll go back with you at noon. Let's take the carriage back."

"it is good!"

The two had breakfast together, and it was almost noon when they were going to Kyoto.

At this time, Zhao Xiang came, got off his horse, and said, "My uncle, he said that he thinks the wine you make is delicious. Let me ask you to come and take it away. We will leave early tomorrow morning."

Ping'an frowned, and immediately ordered Shui'er to bring all the high-quality wine she brewed and send it to Prince Yi's Mansion.

"Uncle Emperor drank the wine you brewed?" Meng Huo looked at her wonderingly. When did this happen, why didn't he know.

"Oh, yesterday Zhao Xiang brought your uncle over, saying that he was going to war together, so he drank a few glasses of wine together."

The workers have removed all the jars of wine.

"Thanks! That's right, I'm afraid of being scolded? I moved Uncle Huang here so I don't have to be scolded." Zhao Xiang smiled awkwardly.

"So you drank too much with the emperor?" Meng Huo suddenly became vigilant, this is not a peaceful style, she is not so enthusiastic towards strangers.