Chapter 6403

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

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

Zhao Xiang was almost scared by her and fell under the table. It was the first time that someone dared to talk to his uncle so boldly.

Usually, even the emperor was very polite when talking to his uncle.

Prince Yi looked at the little girl beside him unexpectedly, "Why are you asking this?"

"Nothing, I just want to know, what's your name?" Ping An looked at him very persistently.

"Meng Yi." Prince Yi was not angry. For so many years, there were almost no people who 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 my name?" Prince Yi held the wine glass in his hand and looked at the wine in the glass.

"Nothing, it's just that the prince reminded me of an old friend." Ping'an's voice became a little choked. After so many years, she was not even sure whether that person really existed or it was just a thing in her previous life.

Zhao Xiang, "..."

"You must have drunk too much. My uncle has been a prince since he was a child. How could he be your old friend? Stop drinking and eat more vegetables." Zhao Xiang quickly picked up a chicken leg for her.

Ping'an said nothing more, stretched out her hand to pick up the chicken leg and ate it.

Zhao Xiang, "..."

She must have drunk too much.

Otherwise, she would not have eaten the chicken leg so rudely.

"Prince, you should try it too. This chicken is raised by me. They all drink milk. The taste must be different from what you have eaten before." Ping'an picked up another chicken leg and sent it to Meng Yi.

Zhao Xiang, "..."

She really drank too much!

Meng Yi looked at her eager eyes, hesitated for a moment, stretched out his hand to take it, and in her expectant eyes, he put it to his lips and took a bite.

The taste is indeed fresh and tender, and the taste of the dishes here is different from what you eat outside, which is very much to his taste.

"It's delicious, eat more."

Ping An felt more familiar with him as he looked at him, and he unconsciously became closer to him.

Afraid of the God of War Prince? Not possible!

There is no one in this world that she is afraid of.

If the emperor is bewitched by Luo Qingrou again, and does something bad, she might as well let Meng Huo usurp the throne.

Next, Ping An enthusiastically recommended all kinds of food to Prince Yi. Prince Yi's stomach was full, but he couldn't resist the enthusiasm of the little girl, so he continued to eat.

Until he really couldn't eat anymore.

"Prince, I'll accompany you... Uh-huh!"

Ping An's mouth was covered by Zhao Xiang fiercely, preventing her from speaking anymore. He looked at his uncle beside him and smiled awkwardly, "Uncle, it's getting late, you go back and rest, she should go to bed too."

Prince Yi looked at Zhao Xiang meaningfully.

"Ah!" Zhao Xiang felt a pain in his hand, and he almost jumped up. Why did this girl bite him?

"Your Highness, don't listen to him. You stay here tonight. I promise that after you stay here, you will definitely fall in love with my manor!" Ping An invited enthusiastically.

"Luo Qingqing, be careful. You are going to be the prince's consort!" Zhao Xiang thought that if Meng Huo saw her like this, Meng Huo would go crazy.

"What's wrong with the prince's consort? Can't the prince's consort talk to people? Then can't I just quit?" Ping An said this and suddenly fell down.

Zhao Xiang, "..."

She actually fell asleep.

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

This was not brought by them.

Shui'er came out to see the situation, and screamed, saying, "This is the high-proof wine that the young lady just brewed, and she actually drank it all."

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

"Yes, the alcohol content is very high, although I don't know what alcohol content is."

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

Zhao Xiang's eyes almost popped out. Did his uncle laugh?

Oh my God, who doesn't know that the God-killing Prince Meng Yi is a ghost who never laughs!

This is really the sun rising from the west.

"Why didn't I drink it? Let me try it." Zhao Xiang wanted to try it, but was pushed away by Meng Yi. He picked up a pot of wine and turned away.

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

Zhao Xiang asked Shui'er to take care of Ping An, and he went to chase his uncle.

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

...

When Ping An woke up the next day, she hugged the quilt in a daze. She suddenly remembered what happened yesterday. Later, she felt that Prince Yi was very familiar and looked like him.

She didn't know if it was her illusion. She wanted to confirm it again, but she felt that she was thinking too much. How could he be here?

Someone was talking outside. When Ping An looked up, she saw Meng Huo walking in. He should have just come on horseback, and there was still a burst of cold air on his body.

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

"Are you cold? Come up and warm up." Ping An motioned him to go to bed and warm up.

"Wait a minute." Meng Huo took off his cloak and put it aside, then took off his coat and came to the bed. Ping An immediately wrapped him in a blanket.

"I'm fine. I just drank two more cups and went to sleep after drinking. Did you hear what Zhao Xiang said about me drinking too much?" Ping An looked at him, feeling a little distressed. His face was very cold.

"Well, I ran into him early this morning, so I came to see you." Meng Huo was wrapped tightly by her, and the smile on his face became brighter. He felt that he was really too happy to be loved and cared for by her like this.

"I'm fine, you don't have to make a special trip, but don't go back in the morning. It's cold now. I'll go back with you at noon. Let's go back by carriage."

"Okay!"

The two had breakfast together. At noon, the two were ready to go to Kyoto.

At this time, Zhao Xiang came, got off the horse, and said, "My uncle said that he thought the wine you brewed was delicious, so he asked me to ask you to take it away. We will go to the battle early tomorrow morning."

Ping An frowned and immediately ordered Shui'er to bring all the strong wine she brewed and send it to Prince Yi's Mansion.

"Did the emperor's uncle drink the wine you brewed?" Meng Huo looked at her in confusion. When did this happen? Why didn't he know.

"Oh, Zhao Xiang brought your emperor's uncle here yesterday, saying that they were going to fight together, and they drank a few glasses of wine together."

The workers had already moved out several jars of wine.

"Thank you! So, I was afraid of being scolded, so I moved my uncle here so I wouldn't be scolded." Zhao Xiang smiled awkwardly.

"So you drank too much with the uncle?" Meng Huo suddenly became alert. This was not Ping An's style. She was not so enthusiastic towards strangers.