Yun Qian's eyes deepened when she heard this. If other women said these words to her, she would probably think it was a spy with ulterior motives. But after she and Nangong Wushuang have been together so many times, she knows that she has always said what she has to say.
Her temperament, whether this incident was true or false, made her feel a little wary.
She could understand things that Nangong Wushuang could understand, but the twists and turns and stakes in the process made her secretly frightened.
Her eyes were a bit colder and she said: "You don't have to tell me this. If you continue to say it, I'm afraid I will never come to see you again."
"These are the facts." Nangong Wushuang said slowly: "Qianqian, don't be angry, I'm just telling the truth. If you don't listen, then I won't say anything anymore."
Yun Qian turned to look at Nangong Wushuang. Nangong Wushuang dragged his cheek with one hand and said: "Just Qianqian, I feel that although the prince looks cold on the outside, he is actually filled with fire inside. I feel that if you were not the prince's wife,
I'm afraid he can really do anything. What I just mentioned may be excerpts from the opera, but the reason why the opera can be written like that must be because there are some references."
Yun Qian looked at Nangong Wushuang and asked, "Wushuang, are you in love with Prince Jing?"
Her words were questions, but her tone was affirmative.
Nangong Wushuang was stunned for a moment, and Yun Qian continued: "Only when a woman falls in love with a man will she think wildly and make so many boring assumptions."
Nangong Wushuang bit her lip and said, "I..."
Yun Qian interrupted her and said, "You don't need to explain anything. You are his wife. It is normal to fall in love with him. And Prince Jing is indeed the kind of good man who can only be found in a thousand."
Nangong Wushuang's face turned red, and Yun Qian sighed softly and said: "You don't have to worry that I will compete with you for Prince Jing, because Prince Jing has never existed in my heart, and I will only know it all my life.
I love the prince alone."
There was something shiny in Nangong Wushuang's eyes. She took Yun Qian's hand and said, "I really don't mean anything else."
Yun Qian stretched out his hand to wipe away the tears on her face and said, "Wushuang, do you still remember what I said to you before?"
Nangong Wushuang shook his head gently, and Yun Qian said slowly: "I once said that you saved my life, then I will definitely repay you. When I say these words to you, you are already mine.
We are friends. There is no need for any suspicion between friends."
Nangong Wushuang said softly: "I'm sorry, Qianqian, I didn't mean anything else, and I wasn't talking nonsense. To me, although he is my husband, you are my friend. What I just said is true."
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"No need to say sorry, everyone is selfish in the face of love." Yun Qian said slowly: "In my heart, I hope you can be happy."
Nangong Wushuang's eyes deepened and she said no more. Yun Qian whispered again: "Wushuang, I hope we can be friends for life. I don't want our friendship to be shaken by those random thoughts, and I don't want to have any suspicion of my friends.
In my opinion, if you are suspicious of your friends, then the relationship between the two cannot be called friendship. A true friend will not snatch anything from his friend."
Nangong Wushuang's eyes turned red even more when she heard this. She had known earlier that Chu Mo treated Yun Qian differently from other people. This was her intuition as a woman.