Chapter 6494

She was right. In his heart, was her body less important than those imaginary things?

Meng Huo blamed himself so much that he wanted to kill himself.

That night, his heart seemed to be on fire, tormenting him.

The next day, at dawn, all the people outside were kneeling outside waiting for orders, and even the Royal Guards came, and there were two carriages for the masters to use.

Ping An woke up and rubbed his eyes.

"You woke up, are you hungry?" Meng Huo held her hand nervously.

"It's okay, can I go home?" Ping An's attitude was a little cold.

"Okay, let's go now." Meng Huo wanted to say something to her, but looking at her cold face, he couldn't say it in the end.

Meng Yi and Zhao Xiang were no longer in the house. The two walked out, and Zhao Xiang looked over. He looked at Ping An and explained, "Uncle has something to do, so he went back first."

Ping An nodded and got on the carriage directly. She was sore now, and just wanted to go home and have a good sleep.

Meng Huo followed her into the carriage. Ping An didn't look at him, nor did he want to pay attention to him. He sat down, hugged a cushion, closed his eyes and continued to rest.

"An'er, let me see how your back injury is?" Meng Huo held her hand.

"Don't bother, Eighth Prince." Ping An took his hand back coldly.

"An'er, I'm sorry. If you are angry with me, I will let you hit me and scold me. Don't be so cold to me, okay?" Meng Huo took her hand and slapped it on his handsome face.

Ping An glanced at him and quickly took his hand back, "No need, I'm just curious, do you believe me? Or do you not believe the emperor's uncle? Do you think we are the kind of shameless people?"

Meng Huo really regretted it at this moment. He said, "Of course I believe in you two, I just don't believe in myself. I don't have confidence in myself."

Ping An looked at him speechlessly.

"The emperor's uncle is a very outstanding man. He has outstanding military achievements and superb martial arts. What about me? I have no achievements in any aspect, and... you treated the emperor's uncle before..."

"But I married you! Doesn't this mean that I have you in my heart? If I don't like you, why should I marry you? Am I sick?" Ping An's words were a bit rude, but the truth was there.

Meng Huo was stunned and looked at her in disbelief, "An'er, you... are you telling the truth?"

"When have I ever lied?" Ping An glared at him speechlessly, closed his eyes and continued to rest.

Meng Huo thought about it, and it was true. Among so many princes and grandchildren, she finally agreed to marry him, which was enough to show that he was different in her heart.

"But look at the emperor's uncle's eyes."

"I saw him as an old friend, and that old friend was an elder, and there was no other meaning." Ping An explained calmly.

"An'er, I know I was wrong, and I won't doubt you anymore." Meng Huo explained to her in a low voice nervously.

Ping An opened his eyes, looked at him, and turned around to continue resting.

"An'er."

"You're noisy!" Ping'an's voice was filled with displeasure.

"I want to see your injury."

"Nothing to see, no big deal."

"..."

Meng Huo knew that his performance yesterday still disappointed her. He regretted it now and wanted to slap himself twice, but it was too late to say anything now.

Okay, she didn't mention returning to Luo Mansion and divorce again.