Inexorably in Love

Qiao Mengchen just said casually, but Ping An's face became weird. It seemed that something had been thought of, and he said to his heart, is it true that this guy said it?

Could it be that the eldest lady doesn't like herself, could it be because... she is not a child of the Luo family at all? Is she really cheating? Then gave Luo Sheng a green hat and gave birth to himself?

Thinking of this possibility, Ping An was horrified.

Is this the reason why the old lady has never liked herself? Because he was not the child of her and Luo, but the child of her and other men.

Ping An was so startled that he bit his little hand and felt as if he had discovered something extraordinary.

"What did the younger sister think of? It seems to be true." Qiao Mengchen smiled slightly, stretched out the fan and knocked her head gently.

"I think your father might have made a mistake, because everyone said that I look a lot like the Luo family."

Ping An felt that he should be of the Luo family's blood. After all, he looked here and couldn't be fake.

If the village owner believes that he is his daughter, there is another possibility that he thinks he is, but he is not.

In other words, when the old lady was pregnant with Luo Qingqing, she might have been bullied by that village owner, so she was not sure whose child Luo Qingqing was.

Even if Luo Qingqing was Luo's child, something like this happened to the eldest lady when she was pregnant, she would definitely hate this child with her personality.

After all, Luo Qingqing is the most pitiful, she has done nothing wrong, she is the most innocent one, but she has become the most miserable one.

No wonder she was uneasy after her death.

Ping An didn't say any more. Since the village owner identified Luo Qingqing, she could just take the opportunity to go to the mountain to see the situation and see what was going on.

Qi Yunshan must have a big secret.

About three days later, Ping An felt colder and colder, and there was snow everywhere. She had also put on a thick fox fur at the moment, and she still felt very cold sitting in the carriage.

It turned out that the weather in Yi Guo was really difficult enough.

"Sister, we will be able to get to Qiyun Mountain tomorrow." Qiao Mengchen looked outside, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, he was really happy to see.

Going home is indeed a joyful thing.

...

On the other side, the Eighth Prince's Mansion also received a Ping An letter from Ping An.

If there is no such seal, the Eighth Prince will follow the Eighth Prince and Concubine. When Zhao Xiang read this letter to Meng Huo, who was heartbroken, Meng Huo suddenly jumped out of bed, but he was too weak. , And immediately sat down and went back.

"Are you lying to me? You are lying to me! How could it be An'er?" Meng Huo roared hoarsely, not at all like him.

"It's really safe. This letter was sent from outside. If you don't believe me, see for yourself, is it her handwriting?" Zhao Xiang handed the letter to his hand.

Meng Huo was holding the letter in both hands with trembling hands, and earnestly identifying the notes. After a long while, he burst into tears, it was An'er's handwriting.

"She's really not dead, she's still alive, and is now going to Qiyun Mountain?" Meng Huo's tears and nose flowed down together.

"Yes, that's what the letter says! You hurry up to eat, I'll go back to clean up, let's drive her to Qiyun Mountain immediately!" Zhao Xiang said, turning around and ran away quickly.

"Come on, prepare the meal, and make the most of it!" Meng Huo was also energetic, and he reluctantly stood up. The butler hurriedly came to help him, and at the same time shouted orders for the next person to prepare.