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Sang Zijing planned to take a short rest in the tent, but as she lifted her foot, she remembered that something heavy was still hanging from her right calf. She kicked at it several times, but the binding wouldn’t budge.
Meng Qin exclaimed, "If you can't drink, then drink less! Who gave you the right to steal my wine!"
Meng Qin lay on the ground, clinging to her leg and refusing to let go. "Ah Jing, I'm so happy today! Just let me have a little bit."
"Ah Jing, those rough men are not human. Knowing you are a woman, they still have the malicious intent to force alcohol on you. A woman drunk is not something others should witness; they’re not just watching your embarrassment—they want to humiliate you, or even ruin you!"
"Hmph, how could I not know their dirty thoughts? I must protect you well."
Meng Qin replied, "Your thoughts are quite clear; you’re speaking without stuttering. Are you pretending to be drunk?"
"No, I’m really drunk. My head hurts so much, I can’t see clearly, and I feel weak all over. The only thing keeping me somewhat awake is my desire to protect you."
At this moment, Sang Qingxiao chuckled softly.
Sang Zijing angrily shouted, and Meng Qin realized she was genuinely upset. Following the force with which Sang Zijing twisted his ear, he stood up like a little wife and followed her out.
After walking a few steps, Meng Qin turned back to call out to Sang Qingxiao. "Sister, stay well in the camp. If anyone neglects you, just let me know."
Meng Qin added, "I don’t need you worrying about my sister!"
"Oh dear, Ah Jing, be gentle! That really hurts! In this camp, aren’t you always in charge of external matters while I handle internal ones? Taking care of your sister is my responsibility. Besides, given our relationship..."
"What relationship do we have?"
"Plenty! Superiors and subordinates, brotherly bonds, friendship through life and death—there’s so much connection between us. If we develop it further..."
"Ouch! Ah Jing, if you hit me again, your own hand will hurt too. Why bother?"
Sang Qingxiao watched their interaction with great interest. This Meng Qin was quick on his feet and not slow in action; at this rate of clinginess, it wouldn’t be long before she had another brother-in-law.
Old Vine then spoke up impatiently. "Stop staring at other people's romances. If you don’t hurry up and leave soon, Qi Xiaomian and Huayang Master’s child will be born any minute now."
"That’s an exaggeration."
"How is that exaggerated? My clone sent back news saying they’re about to get married. After that comes pregnancy and childbirth—it won’t take a year!"
Sang Qingxiao's feelings for Qi Xiaomian hadn’t reached the point of desperation; though she felt sad and angry inside, she was someone who could let go when needed. If things truly developed this way, she would take revenge and then leave gracefully.
Huo Qi countered Old Vine's words. "My A Mian is not that kind of person! Your clone—can it be trusted at all?"
"It’s within Dayu Capital; the news should be accurate. It’s just that for some reason it hasn’t been as sharp as before—its messages are intermittent and often hard to reach."
"I told you there must be a problem! How can you scare people with unclear information?"
I say whatever I hear; what if it's true? I need to prepare my family, especially Xiaoxiao, so she won't be at a disadvantage.
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