MTL - Becoming the Empress: Golden Finger Set Under My Bed-Chapter 450 Meet at midnight

When the clapper of the third watch was knocked up, there was also a tuk-tuk sound outside the window of An Rushuang.

An Rushuang couldn't help being silent for a moment, then looked at the two deep-sleeping little guys, and then gently pulled out the window bolts.

The bright moon hung high outside, illuminating the world like daylight.

Meng Li was standing under the moonlight, the shadow stretched long, but he himself was more like a dark shadow, except for those deep and bright eyes.

An Rushuang curled her lips and said, "You are here."

"I'm coming."

He said, then said: "Actually, even if you don't bring me a letter, I will come."

He was very confident, and he seemed to have made up his mind early.

The corners of An Rushuang's lips twitched slightly, and said in his heart, it seems that Xianxian is really right. This guy, he really doesn't stop at achieving his goal!

Thinking about this, An Rushuang turned sideways and said, "Come in."

Meng Li also had a few worries: "Ping'er..."

"Anian Heping'er is asleep."

An Rushuang looked at the little guy lying on the bed. Anian had to sleep with herself for some reason today. She used to sleep with the nurse.

Hearing what she said, Meng Li frowned and leapt in lightly like a cheetah.

Looking around the room, he saw Anian who was sleeping on the bed and smashed his mouth, and couldn't help but said, "Why is he here?"

An Rushuang smiled and said, "I have to sleep with me today so he is here."

Meng Li frowned, and listened to An Rushuang again: "You should be clear in your heart, what am I going to talk about when I came to you today?"

Meng Li was silent for a moment, then nodded.

An Rushuang pointed to the sandalwood chair on the side, and said softly, "Let’s sit down first, I'll make tea."

But as soon as Fang turned around, someone directly grabbed his wrist.

"No, just say anything."

Meng Li felt that what An Rushuang was about to say might not be good news for him.

But he has always liked directness.

Moreover, whether the news is good or not, he wants it to be good.

Maintaining such determination, his dark black eyes looked straight at An Rushuang.

An Rushuang stiffened, turned around slowly, and nodded gently.

"If that's the case, then I'll speak up."

She took a deep breath and said solemnly: "Now, I can't marry you."

Meng Li still had no expression on his face, he was cold, but frowned slightly.

An Rushuang clearly felt that his hand gripping her wrist was a bit stronger.

The pain suddenly came from the wrist, An Rushuang just gritted his teeth, but did not show the slightest pain.

After a while, Meng Li asked, "Why?"

Meng Li looked at her with no doubt in his eyes, but a deep sadness.

It seems that the moonlight and sunlight can't reach it, the sad color that is always dark.

An Rushuang lowered her head slightly, her long eyelashes casting a shadow under the moonlight.

She was silent for a moment before slowly saying: "Now... is not the time."

Meng Li frowned and raised An Rushuang's chin with a big hand, forcing her to look at herself.

"What is not time? In your opinion, when is time?"

This passage was a bit convoluted, but there was no smile on their faces.

An Rushuang also said very seriously: "Wait until there is no more war on you, it is time."

She said too seriously, Meng Li looked at An Rushuang's serious expression, and his heart seemed to fall into the bottomless hole in an instant.

It keeps falling and never stops.

"if……"

He heard himself sound in a somewhat ethereal voice: "What if my voice is surrounded by war?"

He wants to protect Mobei, Nanqi, and this family.

If he put down the spear, Meng Li didn't know whether he was still himself.

There was a little panic in his heart in an instant-the kind of panic that had never been seen before.

Even when on the battlefield before, when that long sword pierced his heart, Meng Li had never been so flustered.

He was afraid of hearing a totally negative answer.

When An Rushuang heard his words, she couldn't help but sighed in her heart-she had expected that Meng Li would have such words.

She pondered for a moment, and then said: "That can only be married! Who made you my Ping'er's father!"

Having said this, she raised her head to look at Meng Li, and saw that Meng Li's expression gradually changed from panic to dazed, and then from dazed to happy.

Then, he leaned down abruptly, his thin lips pressed towards An Rushuang.

"I knew it……"

An Rushuang stretched out his hand and pushed his head away, then took two steps very solemnly.

"But it's not now."

Meng Li always thought that his understanding ability was very good, but this thought was before tonight.

Now listening to An Rushuang talking, he instantly felt as if he was not far from the fool.

"When is that?"

An Rushuang smiled slightly, but shook his head: "Leave aside this, I have a few questions to ask you."

There was a bit of doubt in Meng Li's eyes. After a while, he nodded and said, "Just ask."

An Rushuang nodded and asked, "After all, you are going to go to war with the current emperor. Before that, have you ever thought about the outcome of winning or losing?"

If you win, it is infinitely brilliant.

If you lose, you will be the same as the previous life, and all nine clans will be punishable.

Meng Li was very clear about these, but even though he had worked hard for many things, he couldn't choose the ending.

"I see."

He said slowly.

An Rushuang nodded, walked around Meng Li with her hands on her back, and then asked: "I will make an assumption with you. If you lose, no one can survive, but if you win, you must support Who, or do you sit in this position yourself?"

As soon as the voice stopped, her footsteps also stopped, raising her eyes and looking straight at Meng Li.

As long as Meng Li had the slightest hesitation, she could not escape her eyes.

But soon, An Rushuang found out that she was wrong, and Meng Li was still as calm as before—well, except when she said that she would not marry, this guy panicked a bit.

Meng Li was calm, his eyes were calm and he looked at An Rushuang, and then shook his head firmly.

"I won't be an emperor, Shuang'er, what I told you, you have to believe me."

Well, believe this guy for the time being.

An Rushuang nodded, and did not ask too much about this question.

"So, I have no problems."

But Meng Li suddenly said, "I have a problem."

An Rushuang made a please gesture.

Meng Li couldn't help but smile a little in his eyes: "Since I have dispelled all your doubts, then you should marry me?"

An Rushuang laughed lightly: "I never said it at the beginning, you answered the question, and I want to marry!"

With that said, seeing Meng Li's face darkened a bit, he couldn't help but smile even more.

"Fool, I don't marry now, it's for you!"

Meng Li was still at a loss until he was driven out by An Rushuang.

This sentence troubled him for a long time.

It was not until later, in a discussion with his father, that he realized that it was indeed for him that Shuang'er didn't marry.