Inexorably in Love

After all, Ping An is more enlightened and understands more than these people, so it is still very easy to have a good relationship with an ancient person.

After the two had dinner, the maid and Xiaoya also returned.

The three of them saluted them and began to tidy up the table, and soon the excellent tea was served, with the fragrance lingering. Ping An felt almost like a **** on this day.

"Brother, how many people are there on this mountain? Can everyone be so comfortable?" Ping An asked.

"...Of course it is impossible, but the conditions are not bad." Qiao Mengchen pondered for a while when he answered this time.

"You have soldiers on the mountain?" Ping An looked at him with a pair of curious eyes, as if he was really only curious about things here.

"There must be soldiers. In such a big cottage, many people live here. If there were no soldiers, if someone attacked them, wouldn't the people here just wait to die?"

"How many people are there? Tell me about it."

"This is a secret from the mountain. When you and your father recognize each other, I will naturally tell you." Qiao Mengchen didn't let her go anymore this time, asking what to answer.

Ping An is not surprising, this kind of confidentiality, even if it is confirmed that she is the daughter of Qiao Zhaizhu, people will not necessarily tell her.

After all, I grew up in Kyoto, the daughter of Prime Minister Luo, and the concubine of the Eighth Prince.

After all, it is the opposite of Qiyun Mountain.

Ping An didn't ask any more questions. The two of them drank tea for a while, and a man who looked like a servant came in. After the salute, he whispered a few words to Qiao Mengchen.

Qiao Mengchen sent it off and got up and said, "My sister wears more clothes. I will take my sister to see my father. He has just finished busy right now and is free."

Ping An nodded, and then went to change clothes first, wrapped in a thick fox fur cloak, holding the heater in his hand, and followed Qiao Mengchen out.

Two people walked, about a quarter of an hour before they arrived in front of a large house. There were many guards here, and it was very respectful to see Qiao Mengchen all saluting.

Ping An followed Qiao Mengchen up the steps and walked in. As soon as he entered the door, there was a wide courtyard, and then he looked into a hall. This hall was very large, just like the kind in the cottage in the TV series. The middle chair was placed high. In the middle, the lower two rows of chairs are lined up on both sides. On the chair in the center of the hall sits a man wearing a black cloak. He has good eyesight and he can see clearly from a distance. This man is a bit vicious.

Ping An looked at Qiao Mengchen on the side again, saying that the gap between father and son is too big, right?

Is Qiao Mengchen real?

Two entered the hall, Ping An looked up and saw the three characters on the top of the man's head, the Hall of Charity.

Although there is no door here, it was cold when I walked in, and it became warmer as I walked in. When I walked in the middle, it was not so cold anymore.

Qiao Mengchen immediately knelt down, "The child sees his father."

Upon seeing this, Ping An hesitated for a while and didn't kneel, looking straight at the man above.

She suddenly discovered that Qiao Mengchen's father was not ugly when he looked so close, but he looked a little scary from a distance, plus a beard on his face.

This person's eyebrows turned out to be pretty.

"Luo Qingqing sees the village master, the little girl is polite." Ping An bowed to him, the expression on his face was very peaceful, there was no trace of emotion, as if the person above was just an ordinary person.