Therefore, King Pingxi did not witness this scene, and if he did, he would have been greatly shocked!

Yes, how would the king of Pingxi know? He didn't even know anything about Su Mei'er's martial arts skills and soul dementorship. In the entire Pingxi Palace, only Luo Qing and Ruyi knew about this matter. But now, Ruyi is dead. Then only Luo Qing and Luo Yi themselves knew.

Su Meier has been confused more than once, why did she hide this from her biological father? But every time she asked, Luo Qing always stopped her severely, and even did not hesitate to threaten Su Mei'er with her own life, which made Su Mei'er in a dilemma, and she always felt guilty about King Pingxi.

"Master......" Su Mei'er suddenly confided, "Mei'er is so uncomfortable, Mei'er feels like duckweed, floating and sinning, where to go, it is not up to herself." Mei'er didn't want to learn spiritualism, but my mother forced me to do so; Mei'er didn't want to go to Xiqiang and Qin, but the situation forced me to go; Now Mei'er really doesn't want to marry Ma Teng, do you think the emperor's brother will force me to marry...... I'm so scared, so scared, Master, I'm so scared...... What I'm most afraid of is this, what do you say? ”

Su Meier hugged Luo Yi tightly and kept asking.

Luo Yi blocked a trace of sourness in his throat, and he couldn't answer no matter how hard he tried, he just hugged Su Mei'er tightly. Holding Su Mei'er, smelling her breath like a quiet orchid, he let himself have it greedily and selfishly.

He understands Su Meier's suffering, isn't he also involuntarily self-conscious? Who called him and her all the way? Who made him and she were destined for such a path as soon as she was born?

Su Meier's constant questioning is actually unconscious, the answer is no longer important to her who is drunk, the important thing is that when she asks a question, it is like throwing out the burden in her heart, and the whole person is a lot more relaxed. Then, she could nest in Luo Yi's arms with a sigh of relief and fall asleep.

Luo Yi cherished such a moment of embracing, and held the idea of ignoring it even if Su Yao found out, and kept this posture unchanged. His arms were numb, his back was sore, and he was still reluctant to shake half a minute. He stared at her lotus-like sleeping face in a daze, and never got tired of looking at it. It was only in the second half of the night that he reluctantly gave up in order to make her sleep more comfortable, hugged her to the warm couch, and covered her with a quilt.

Luo Yi stood at the couch, silently guarding her, just as he had done since he was eighteen years old. He silently guarded her for ten years, and in the future, he hopes to have a second decade, a third decade......

It wasn't until almost dawn that he fell asleep on the table.

When Su Meier woke up, she was already on the third pole of the day. She propped herself up, frowning slightly, faintly feeling the headache after being drunk. But it was okay, I slept all night, and I was full of energy. She jumped neatly off the couch.

Looking at Luo Yi, who was sleeping heavily on the table with his hands behind his back, he stared intently at Luo Yi's handsome face, remembering that he deliberately concealed himself in the past and always wore a hideous mask, and couldn't help but feel a little bad heart.

She ran to the king of Pingxi, secretly took the pen and ink inkstone on his case, and rushed back again.

She still remembered the appearance of the mask, and dipped the ink with a brush to draw a hideous mask on Luo Yi's handsome face, as if she was putting a hideous mask on Luo Yi again.