"Oh, it's nothing." Nie Xin snapped out of her reverie. "Go on."
Sang Qing smiled and said, "I have nothing more to say. In short, it's just one sentence—well, it's a sentence I just learned: I won't offend others unless they offend me."
"Then... what if someone offends me?"
"Let's nip it in the bud!"
Looking at her smile, Nie Xin felt as if a light had suddenly been pierced through his eyes.
Even a girl could understand this, yet he hesitated for so long?
He had never received much love from his family growing up. Although Heya was his older sister, she regarded him as a thorn in her side. And under the repeated brainwashing of his family, he truly believed that he had brought death to his mother.
He always spoiled Heya, but what did he get in return?
This will only embolden her!
Seeing his dazed expression, Sang Qing thought she had said something wrong and scratched her head sheepishly.
"Your Highness, please...please don't make fun of me! I'm short-sighted and may say something wrong, please forgive me!"
“I think you are absolutely right.” He Jin said seriously, with a slight smile, as if talking to himself, “Constant concessions are useless. Only by obtaining the throne can I stop the bad guys from doing evil and... better protect you.”
"What did you say?"
“I said,” He Jin turned to look at her, “I will be the future king of this country!”
Now it was Sang Qing's turn to be stunned.
The prince was full of worries when he first came in, but now he looks radiant... Men are such fickle creatures!
"Who...who is the king?" A drunken voice came from the doorway.
Then, with a loud "bang," Sang Qing was startled and looked towards the door. There was Nie Xin, who had drunk too much, bumping his head against the door frame.
"Uncle!"
Sang Qing hurriedly went to help him up.
Nie Xin's face was flushed, she walked unsteadily, her eyes were unfocused, and she looked at Sang Qing with a silly smile.
“Who, who’s going to be king? This person?” Nie Xin pointed at He Jin.
He Jin frowned and covered his nose. "Why did you drink so much?"
Nie Xin let out a burp, which almost made He Jin vomit.
"Sang Qing, who...who is this?" He staggered to the table, picked up the clear glass bowl, and said, "Isn't this...isn't this the rose-flavored ice jelly you made for me?"
"Uncle, let me pour you a glass of honey water first!"
Nie Xin grabbed Sang Qing by the scruff of her neck and pounded her chest, yelling, "My ice jelly! Mine! You brat, how dare you give it to another man!"
He Jin rolled his eyes, his disdain for him barely concealed.
“Sang Qing…” Nie Xin mumbled, head down, “I… I drank them all under the table… Hehe, don’t be fooled by your sister Amei having three sons, none of them are as good as me! Hehe…”
"What?" Sang Qing's eyes widened.
Just then, there was some noise at the door.
She looked in the direction of the sound and saw Zhu Amei standing there with her three sons. The four of them had slightly flushed faces, but it was clear that they hadn't drunk too much.
Zhu Amei shook her head helplessly, both laughing and crying: "Aqing, your boyfriend can't hold his liquor, but he loves to show off and insists on drinking us all under the table! Look at him now, he's the one who's ended up like this! If we hadn't pretended to be drunk, he wouldn't have gotten off the table! Sigh, we Southeast Asians are supposed to be raised on alcohol, how come he's so weak!"
"Sister Mei, I'm really... I'm so sorry." Sang Qing forced a bitter smile.
"Don't be shy, don't watch the shop tonight, taking good care of him is the most important thing!"
Zhu Amei let her sons in and instructed them to clean the room and organize the shelves.
Nie Xin put one hand on Sang Qing's shoulder and leaned against her. Sang Qing was petite, and carrying such a huge thing was really beyond her strength.
He Jin helped her carry Nie Xin to the door.
“The General’s Mansion is too far away; he probably won’t go there.” He Jin looked at Sang Qing. “Do you know if he has any other private residences?”
Sang Qing shook her head in confusion.
"Does your home live nearby?"
Sang Qing hesitated, "My home isn't far from here, but dragging him along will make this journey difficult enough!"
He Jin thought for a moment and then called someone to bring his private RV over.
This was the first time Sang Qing had ever seen such a luxurious RV, and her eyes lit up immediately. The RV had a large interior space, and everything she needed was there.
She couldn't help but think to herself, "This isn't a motorhome, it's like bringing the presidential suite here!"
"I'm sorry to trouble you two to make do in the RV for the night," He Jin said with a gentle smile. "We need to find Nie Xin a place to rest first; this is the most convenient solution I can think of."
Sang Qing looked at him gratefully.
After getting Nie Xin into the car, He Jin closed the door.
At this moment, only Sang Qing and her uncle remained in the vast space.
Nie Xin lay on the bed, fast asleep. Sang Qing stayed by his side, the moonlight streaming through the window and reflecting on her face, radiating happiness.
This was the first time she had ever seen her uncle sleep in such an awkward position. He already had long arms and legs, but when he slept, he would sprawl out on his back, taking up the entire bed, and snoring loudly with his mouth open.
Sang Qing smiled, her small hand involuntarily touching his face.
"It's just having a meal together, why are you going to drink with them?"
At this moment, Nie Xin moved his body and smacked his lips a few times, which startled Sang Qing so much that she quickly withdrew her hand.
Nie Xin mumbled in her sleep, "Drink...keep drinking! Sang Qing, I...I'll drink them all under the table, then let's see who dares to mess with you again..."
Sang Qing was taken aback, and suddenly tasted something salty and bitter on her lips.
"Don't worry, no one would dare to lay a finger on me." She laughed through her tears. "Do you know why?"
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