"So what do you do? Mei'er, are you really going to marry Ma Teng? Zuo Ling thought of separating again, and he was reluctant to give up, and he burst into tears.

Su Meier smiled sadly: "I've been married once a long time ago, haven't I?" The first time it was in your name, but this time it's good, it's the righteous and bright deity who is married. What a view! ”

"Do you really think it's beautiful?" A sour and vinegar sound came softly, and Su Meier's heartstrings trembled, and she was stunned.

Zuo Ling stood up happily. But when the door opened, an elegant and handsome man walked in. Zuo Xin was dressed in a bright yellow dragon gun, with an auspicious belt around his waist, and a pearl hanging on his chest, staring at Su Mei'er with a slightly sad face. The expression was cold, but the starry eyes were clearly quenched, not instantaneous.

"See Brother Huang." Zuo Ling curts.

"Excuse me, Imperial Sister." Zuo Xin's mouth was lightly rude, but he could only tolerate Su Mei'er in his eyes.

Zuo Ling said very interestingly: "As soon as I said the imperial brother, the imperial brother came. It's not like ordinary people say that there is a heart with a soul. You haven't seen each other for a long time, so it's better for the royal sister to go back to the palace first and come to visit another day. Mei'er, Ling'er has said goodbye! ”

Zuo Ling said as he stepped out of the door. Before leaving, she closed the door herself, and winked her right eye playfully at Su Meier, and Su Meier's little face immediately turned crimson.

Zuo Xin sat opposite Su Mei'er in a big way, hiding it on the surface, maintaining the dignity of the king of a country. But for a while, the two were relatively speechless. Zuo Xin couldn't spit out anything, a thousand words, and he didn't know where to start; Su Meier's heart was full of thoughts and sorrows. When she saw Zuo Xin, the guilt in her heart swelled out irrepressibly.

Thinking of what happened in Bibo Cave that night, her heart was pounding, her ears were hot, and she was shameless to face Zuo Xin. In her heart, Zuo Xin is so good and perfect. And she is no longer worthy of him.

She really thought about it, so she broke the jar and simply married Ma Teng in exchange for peace between the two countries.

However, Luo Qing's words last night were another slap in the face.

She finally realized that even if she was willing to marry Ma Teng in a broken jar, she might not be able to exchange for peace between the two countries. Because no matter who she marries, Luo Qing is bound to force her to replace her and remove all obstacles for the road to recovery. And he, in the end, will inevitably become a demon queen who will bring disaster to the country and the people.

Could it be that her fate, from the moment she was born, was destined to be unhappy. Zuo Xin is the son of the enemy who killed his father, and they were born destined for a hostile relationship.

Su Meier thought about it, and slowly, slowly condensed her heart into a small iceberg. If the end is already doomed, then let her be the bad guy.

Who knew that she was about to speak, but Zuo Xin suddenly stood up excitedly, walked quickly behind her, hugged her neck, and hugged her tightly into his arms.

"Mei'er, Mei'er, I miss you so much......" Zuo Xin was so excited that even his voice trembled.

Su Meier's heart that had just been frozen completely melted again because of these words.

Her eyes closed, unable to hold back the tears that had slipped.

"Mei'er......" he murmured, holding Junpang tightly to her sideburns, the fragrance permeating his nose, and touching the cold and hot liquid in the corners of her eyes on his forehead, his heart was slightly stunned, and he gently pecked away her tears with pity.

Su Meier raised a pair of misty eyes and looked up at him, a peerless face of pear blossoms with rain and cicadas dew and autumn branches.