Su Meier laughed out loud, Zuo Ling was so angry, revealing her care for her. However, Su Meier said: "It's okay, it's okay, there's nothing." You see, if anything happens, will I come back in good shape? ”

"You don't call this princess haha," Zuo Ling lowered his eyelids and said sadly, "Do you think I don't know anything if I live in the harem?" Ruyi died, you were captured by the bandits again, and finally arrived in Xiqiang, and was chased and killed by the Sava National Master all the way, the swords and swords along the way are thrilling, you don't say I understand. Mei'er, I know you don't want me to be sad if you don't say it. But I want you to understand that if you don't say this, it will make me even more uncomfortable. You must not consider me a sister anymore. If you treat me as a sister, tell me honestly and in great detail, what happened along the way? Have you suffered? Mei'er, don't bury everything in your heart, okay? Tell me, I'm a good sister you grew up with! ”

Su Meier stretched out her hand and hugged Zuo Ling.

She had to use this to hide the tears that flickered in her eyes, in order to hide the emotion and sadness in her heart at the moment.

There are too many twists and turns, too many secrets and conspiracies, one after another.

And this is indeed something that Su Meier never thought would happen before she got married. But it did happen, and one by one, suddenly.

Almost since the day she was taken captive to Nighthawk Village, she hadn't slept well a night. In the Bibo Cave, the whimpering sound faintly heard every night disturbed her uneasy, and then she couldn't sleep comfortably while wearing shackles......

It's not for nothing that she's so sleepy.

But for some reason, I was told my life experience by my mother last night. It was a blow that shocked her even more than everything she suffered on the way to her relatives, but it made her completely settle.

In the treacherous and uncertain fate, she calmed down.

Last night, she fell asleep, and as soon as she slept, she was now. The new energy she has re-brewed is enough for her to face all the ghosts, snakes, and gods, grievances, and hatreds.

However, in front of Zuo Ling, she was still vulnerable.

In front of the pure and ignorant Zuo Ling, she was still moved.

Zuo Ling was right, Ruyi died, and there was no one else to talk to by her side. Everyone around her has become a person with a story in the blink of an eye. There is only Zuo Ling, and Zuo Ling is the only one left in this quagmire. Except for Zuo Ling, who can she trust? Except for Zuo Ling, who else can she tell if she can confide?

She only has Zuo Ling, a good sister.

Su Mei'er wiped away her tears, let go of Zuo Ling, took her hand, and deliberately said in a pleasant and relaxed tone: "Okay, I'll tell you." Then you can listen carefully, this way, it's wonderful......"

Su Meier's eyebrows fluttered, pointing fingers, and she poured out lightly; Zuo Ling, on the other hand, pricked up his ears, startled, and listened obsessively.

They didn't notice until the maids came in and a table full of kidney bean rolls, crystal cakes, jujube paste yam cakes, rose cakes, millet cakes, and Pu'er tea.

Finally, Su Meier's confiding stopped, but Zuo Ling was still stunned, immersed in the story for a long time and couldn't ease his mind......