Chapter 570: Shoulder to Shoulder, Sisters Are Good

Nan Xun suddenly stretched out his arms and hugged her waist, with his head lightly resting on her shoulders. He looked at her with dark eyes and asked, "Are you curious about me?"

He Qing looked complicated, "I..."

Indeed.

Nan Xun said with a relaxed expression: "Actually, I am an orphan. Back then, my aunt sold me to the Xie family. At that time, everyone thought that Xie Liangcheng was dead, so I married a dead person. At that time..."

He Qing listened to her calmly speaking about the past, but she couldn't tell what it was like in her heart.

It turned out that she was already the wife of the young marshal, although the young marshal did not agree to the marriage.

"Your aunt is really not a thing." He Qing said with some disgust. This woman would do such a thing for money.

However, the young marshal, her mother and grandmother were too superstitious, they actually believed in yin marriage.

If the young marshal really died, wouldn't this woman be a widow for the rest of her life?

Nan Xun said in a sullen voice: "Yeah, I think so too, but if she hadn't sold me, I wouldn't be blessed by the Xie family now, I wouldn't be able to live such a good life, and Xiao Shishi wouldn't have the money to go to such a good school. .

Alright, I've told you about my past, and I'll listen to you too, don't be rude, I just said that, we have to trust each other. "

He Qing looked startled, when did she say this? She doesn't remember.

After struggling for a while, when He Qing looked at Nan Xun's pair of sincere, black and translucent eyes, the defenses in her heart were relieved like this, and she told her about her past.

When she was young, He Qing's father was also a small official. Influenced by her father, she liked to touch guns very much. Later, the seventeen-year-old He Qing wanted to join the army. She thought that she would leave by herself when she was suffering and tired. Unexpectedly, He Qing finally persevered through all the hard training.

Later, when He Qing saw that Xie Liangcheng had lost his life, his heart fell on him like that. Of course, Nan Xun made up for it by himself, and He Qing didn't say it.

"So Xiaoqing, you really like my brother, am I right? And it's been a long time."

Without waiting for her to speak, Nan Xun immediately said, "Don't deny it, like it if you like it. If you're embarrassed to admit it, I like my brother too."

He Qing's expression changed slightly, "You...you also like the young marshal?"

Nan Xun thought for a while and said, "I liked him for a while, but sometimes I suddenly don't want to like him anymore, so I admire you very much for being able to like someone silently for so long."

He Qing heard that there was no sense of ridicule and contempt in these words, and felt strange in her heart.

"What's there to admire, I'm just a coward who dare not say it. Xiaoyu, I like the young marshal, don't you hate me?"

Nan Xun laughed when he heard this: "Xiaoqing, you are so interesting, you like the young marshal, do I hate you, I like him too, do you hate me?"

Saying that, she immediately leaned in front of her and looked at her with those black eyes, "You don't really hate me, do you?"

"How, how could it be." He Qing said crampedly: "At first, I was a little surprised to see that he was so special to you, and then I was not reconciled. I don't know you, how can I hate you?"

Nan Xun hugged her and rubbed her, "Hmph, I knew that I liked you the first time I saw you."

"Ah?" He Qing heard the other party say that she liked her again, and she couldn't help but straighten her body. "You, did you really like me the first time you saw me?"

"Yeah, I will look at it. Xiaoqing is the face of a heroine. I like it."

He Qing couldn't help laughing and crying: "So what the young marshal said is true, you really like to engage in feudal superstition."

"Brother actually told others that I was engaged in feudal superstition?" Nan Xun glared.

He Qing's mouth curled slightly, "I mentioned it accidentally, saying that you are a little magician, but he didn't mean to reprimand."

Nan Xun hurriedly said: "I'm serious. Although I'm not a master, I'm very qualified in fortune-telling."

He Qing smiled without saying a word, listening to her nonsense there.

After a while, she suddenly sighed, "Xiaoyu, in fact, I want to thank you, if it wasn't for your presence, I might have been stubborn, some people don't belong to you or they don't belong to you, no matter how much time and Energy is useless."

Nan Xun asked: "Do you mean brother? Why do you say thank me, he doesn't like me either."

He Qing couldn't help laughing, "How do you know he doesn't like you?"

Nan Xun said with a sad face: "If you like me, why would you say help me find a partner?"

He Qing felt incredible and asked, "He really said such a thing?"

She could see that the young marshal was definitely unusual for this girl, no, that's what he liked.

Why would the young master do such a stupid thing?

"He just said that, that's what he did. Recently, he has started to help me find objects."

He Qing:  …

"That little fish, what do you think?" He Qing asked.

Nan Xun said with a sad expression: "I still plan to like him until he finds me a partner. As for after that, I don't know what to do... Probably get married and have children, and live like this for the rest of my life."

He Qing's stiff body had already relaxed unconsciously, and she reached out to hug her and asked, "Xiaoyu, if you really like it, why don't you work hard? You like the young marshal. Tell him that. Ever? If you tell him, you might get unexpected results."

Nan Xun asked back, "What about Xiaoqing? Have you confessed to your brother?"

He Qing's smile became more transparent and open-minded, "This is different, I like that he used the greatest scheming and patience in my life to fight side by side with him for so many years. They might all confess this, but no. The young marshal just regarded me as a competent subordinate.

The deadline I set for myself was twenty-five and two years left, but now, I don't see the need to go any further.

No matter how long he waits, he will never like me. This is the conclusion I have come to after following him for so many years, but I have been deceiving myself and not wanting to admit it. "

The six-year relationship, even if she understood it in her heart, when she said it, He Qing's expression was still a little lonely. But after the sadness was over, it was indescribably easy.

He Qing suddenly realized that her feelings for Xie Liangcheng had long since become a shackle that imprisoned her, and now she suddenly took off the shackle, and her body suddenly lightened.

"Xiaoyu, I believe in my intuition. The young marshal is different to you, but maybe he is relatively slow in terms of feelings, so if you really like him, please don't give up on him easily even if the process is a little tiring." He Qing said.

Nan Xun tilted his head, and his eyes suddenly lit up, "You mean, brother, he might like me in the future?"

He Qing thought to himself: It's not possible, but nine times out of ten he already liked it, but he didn't notice it himself.

However, she suddenly didn't want Xie Liangcheng to bring the beauty back so quickly, it would be nice to let him suffer a little, who made him always so arrogant and conceited.

Even when she was at her most abject before, she had never seen Xie Liangcheng bow his head to anyone.

Hey, she's wasting so much emotion on him, it's not too much to play a little prank, right?