TBTAMN Chapter 130

The Boss Transmigrated Into A Matriarchy Novel (Quick Transmigration ARC 4) Chapter 130(1)

Qiao Yun only hoped to have a child with the surname Qiao, regardless of gender, so that the Qiao family could have a successor after his death.

Nan Jun chuckled lightly: “The Empress has many daughters and more than a dozen granddaughters. How could she possibly care what surname our children should have?”

Fearing that Qiao Yun might be worried, Nan Jun added, “Don’t worry, I’ll speak to Mother Emperor about the child later, and she’ll surely grant our wish. But… if we want to leave an heir for the Qiao family as soon as possible, shouldn’t we put in a little more effort?”

As she spoke, Nan Junsuddenly flipped over and pressed down on Qiao Yun. As the man blushed, she leaned down and kissed his lips, caressing them gently, unable to restrain herself.

“Yun’er, in this world, I care about nothing but you.”

I don’t care about the throne, I don’t care whose surname the children take, I don’t care about other people’s opinions, I only care about you!

Qiao Yun’s eyes welled up with tears, and he reached out to put his arms around Nan Jun’s neck, taking the initiative for the first time in a rare moment.

With the evidence provided by the Queen, Nan Jun quickly found out who had poisoned her.

Nan Jun found a note in her study. It said that someone had evidence that the Empress had plotted to harm Consort Du and asked her to meet at the Changxiang Pavilion on Nanshan Mountain outside the city. She was not allowed to bring anyone with her.

It was precisely because Nan Jun was filled with hatred at the time that she was taken advantage of and ultimately ended up being poisoned and falling off a cliff.

The murderer originally intended to harm Nan Jun and then frame the Crown Princess, thus killing two birds with one stone.

Unfortunately, the Crown Princess was lucky. She had angered the Emperor and was confined to her residence for a few days to reflect on her actions, and was not allowed to see anyone. This turned out to be a blessing in disguise, preventing her from becoming a scapegoat for others.

Nan Jun’s “death” became an unsolved case, and the emperor secretly investigated it, but to no avail.

Until Nan Jun returned safely, those people initially dared not make any rash moves for fear of alerting the enemy. Later, fearing that Nan Jun would identify them, they sent people to the Eighth Princess’s mansion to inquire about information many times. This gave the Crown Princess’s faction a handle to use against them, and they handed the evidence to Nan Jun.

Following the clues about the person who poisoned her, Nan Jun eventually traced the poison back to her several close sisters.

Nan Jun wasn’t angry at all. Throughout history, there have been far too many cases of sisters killing each other for the throne. What’s most tragic is not the others, but the person sitting in the high position.

This is what it means to be a lonely and isolated person.

When Nan Jun presented the evidence in the imperial study, the emperor was furious and immediately ordered the fourth and fifth princesses to be imprisoned.

It was only because Nan Jun couldn’t bear to see the emperor kill his daughter that she knelt down and begged for mercy, thus preventing a bloodbath.

However, to prevent a repeat of past events, the emperor directly banished the Fourth Princess and her faction to their fiefdoms, forbidding them from ever returning to the capital.

Knowing that her power was waning, the shrewd Third Princess dared not secretly try to win over the court officials anymore. Instead, she followed Nan Jun’s example and became a carefree princess, spending her time bickering with her husband, which was quite pleasant.

For a time, the Crown Princess was at the height of her power and became the sole heir to the throne.

Legend has it that the Eighth Princess loved only beauty and not the throne, and was deeply in love with her Wang Jun, making others envious.

The couple had three daughters and one son. The eldest daughter inherited her mother’s title and was born into unparalleled nobility; the second daughter took over the Qiao family and held considerable military power; the third daughter inherited the medical sage’s extensive knowledge and became a new generation of medical genius, whom even the emperor respected.

The only son was pampered by his parents and spoiled by his three powerful older sisters. Even though he was uneducated, he was still the kind of husband everyone in the capital wanted. However, he was not only exceptionally skilled in martial arts but also had a stunningly beautiful face, so he didn’t take those spoiled young women seriously at all.

The fulfillment of this life foreshadows Nan Jun’s imminent departure. When she saw the guilt on Mengxian’s small face, Nanzhi couldn’t help but feel a surge of anger.

“You little fairy, didn’t you promise me to give him a happy ending? Why did you destroy my memories and almost make me miss him?” Mengxian froze, and the tips of her ears involuntarily began to burn.

It’s all that Yuexian’s fault. She insisted that she was too enthusiastic towards the Venerable One, and she got jealous for no reason. She even made him unable to get out of bed for several days, causing him to miss his meeting with the Venerable One and not have time to see her off.

How could he possibly say such things to the woman in front of him now? He would be mortified if she returned to her position in the future.

“I…I was sick a few days ago, which is why I was delayed.”

Mengxian lied while fiddling with her fingers. Nan Jun paused, surprised that even immortals could get sick. But since that was what she heard, she couldn’t stay angry.

“I’ll take you there right now, and I’ll never make that mistake again.”

“Then take good care of yourself.”

Nan Jun clasped her hands in a fist salute to Meng Xian. Although her expression wasn’t pleasant, she had finally calmed down.

A wisp of white mist drifted by, and Nan Jun appeared at the entrance of a dilapidated temple.

Looking herself up and down, Nan Jun noticed that her clothes were even more tattered than she had imagined, and the pungent, sour smell that made her gag with every movement.

All right!

Despite her reluctance, Nan Jun is now a beggar!

In this life, Qiao Yun is stubborn yet naive. He is manipulated by the ambitious Nan Jun, who not only destroys the entire Qiao family but also dies in a fire.

Nan Jun sighed inwardly. No matter what, she would never let him be in danger again.

A night breeze blew by, rustling the leaves and the chirping of insects in the grass was extremely loud, adding a touch of romance to the quiet night.

A dark figure landed like a bird in the bushes not far from the dilapidated temple. After a few strange bird calls, the dark figure disappeared into the night with a leap, leaving only the unconscious person left on the ground.

Before Nan Jun could react, several drunken women rushed out from the shadows and headed straight for the unconscious white figure.

Nan Jun frowned slightly, as if she couldn’t quite remember what was going on.

Just as he was about to turn and leave, the white figure let out a soft moan, followed by a hoarse voice filled with fear.

“Who…who are you? Why am I here? What…what do you want?”

It was an extremely delicate male voice, but to Nan Jun’s ears it was like a thunderclap.

Even though he seemed to be younger in this life, Nan Jun could not be mistaken for someone with a familiar, hoarse voice.

“Yun’er?”

Nan Jun hurriedly got up, not caring that her identity would be exposed.

“Hehe… What are we going to do? Young master, do you think we’re going to do something to you on this dark and windy night, in the middle of nowhere? Hmm?”

A woman, half-seriously and half-mockingly, lifted the little figure’s chin and asked with a malicious smile.

“No! You can’t touch me, I… my mother will kill you.”

Two lines of tears streamed down the little boy’s pale face, yet he still managed to utter a complete sentence with a straight face.

“Your mother? Haha… Little beauty, even if your mother were the current emperor, it wouldn’t matter now. Do you think we sisters would let you leave alive after we’ve had our fun?”