TBTAMN Chapter 96

The Boss Transmigrated Into A Matriarchy Novel (Quick Transmigration ARC 3) Chapter 96(11)

It’s just that she and the young master of the Qiao family had “never met before”, so there was really no question of whether they would treat each other with respect or equality after marriage.

 

In this case, she can only wait until the wedding day and explain everything to the young master of the Qiao family.

 

She married him to save him from the pain of three years of mourning, and she would never interfere with him or touch him at all. In the future, they would marry each other and have nothing to do with each other.

 

She just don’t know that she will want to slap her face when she really meets the young master of the Qiao family in the future, and then say, “Those are all bullshit, they don’t count! Once you enter my Nan family, you are my Nan Jun’s husband, and you can’t escape anywhere.”

 

That night, Nan Jun tossed and turned in bed. As soon as she closed her eyes, all she could see was the man’s face.

 

His panic and confusion, his worries and doubts, his tears and dodging…

 

Who is he?

 

The bowl with green bamboo on it at the bedside glowed white in the moonlight, as if accusing Nan Jun of being stupid.

 

It wasn’t until the third clock sounded outside that Nan Jun fell asleep.

 

However, the handsome man in the dream was not as cold as he is today. Instead, he threw himself into her arms and kept calling her “Sister Jun.”

 

The corners of Nan Jun’s mouth curled up slowly, thinking that the boy in her dream was so warm and soft in her arms, it must be so tender and caring!

 

Qiao Yun flew out of the Eighth Princess’s Mansion, but he could no longer stand steady after holding onto the wall.

 

Big tears fell from his eyes, the immature embroidered bag continued to linger in front of his eyes.

 

Speaking of which, it’s not that he hasn’t blamed her these years, every time she hurt him, he felt wronged.

 

Now it seems that she was not be better off than him.

 

Even though she couldn’t remember anything, she still remembered the promise she made to him.

 

The thin person cried in the night wind for an unknown amount of time until he calmed down and then he returned to the Qiao Mansion quietly.

 

Since then, Nan Jun received tonic soup from the Qiao family every day. Whether it was because the taste was too familiar or for other reasons, Nan Jun would always drink it on time.

 

Lian Qing stayed in the Eighth Princess’s Mansion for a whole month, but no one from the Lian family came to look for him.

 

Nan Jun couldn’t help but sigh. This unfavorable son was really like a grass!

 

Little did they know that although there were rumors that the young master of the Lian family saved the Eighth princess, the Empress had not issued an edict to reward him. So how could the new master of the Lian family let his wife go looking for that useless son?

 

If an imperial decree of reward was issued, even if Lian Yao could not ask, Lian Zhengjun would urge her to come and take Lian Qing back.

 

After all, the Eighth princess was granted marriage to the young master of the Qiao family as soon as she came back. Only a blind person would take the initiative to mention Lian Qing. To offend the Qiao family would be to offend most of the Southern Kingdom.

 

Although few people mentioned it, the news that Lian Qing lived in the Eighth Prince’s Palace still reached Qiao Yun’s ears.

 

Qiao Yun found out early in the morning that it was Lian Qing who had tampered with Nan Jun’s affairs, but he didn’t expect that he would dare to pretend to be Nan Jun’s savior.

 

When Qiao Yun heard Shuang’er mention that Lian Qing had lived in the Eighth Princess’s Mansion for a month, his face changed with anger.

 

“Lian Qing, you’d better not touch her, otherwise don’t blame me for ignoring our years of friendship!”

 

Qiao Yun had never been a person who liked to make friends, but when he was young, he saw that Lian Qing was pitiful and was bullied everywhere. Also, because his nickname was pronounced the same as others’, he caused Lian Qing to be scolded, so he took better care of him.

 

Qiao Yun didn’t expect that the person he raised up would actually set his sights on Nan Jun. This made him angry and regretful.

 

He shouldn’t have saved that ungrateful guy in the first place. Not only did he harm Nan Jun, but he also wanted to usurp the throne and take credit for his achievements.

 

For Qiao Yun, it didn’t matter whether Nan Jun knew that he was the one who saved her, but Lian Qing shouldn’t have touched Nan Jun’s medicine.

 

If the medicine was even a little bit off, it could cost Nan Jun’s life.

 

The smoothly trimmed nails scraped against the fine red nanmu table, making a harsh sound, which frightened Shuang’er so much that he couldn’t help but shrink his neck and dared not look at his own master again.

 

The young master is good in every way except when he encounters matters concerning the Eighth Princess, he loses his mind.

 

“Young Master…” the waiter outside the door called out with a happy look on his face.

 

“What is it?”

 

Qiao Yun suppressed his anger and said in a cold voice.

 

“The palace has sent someone to deliver the wedding dress. The master said that you should go and try it on. If there is anything that doesn’t fit, ask them to modify it while the people in the palace are still here…”

 

Qiao Yun’s mood improved only after hearing about wedding dresses.

 

Counting the days, their wedding day is not far away.

 

Thinking that he would be able to be with Nan Jun soon, Qiao Yun’s brows relaxed a little.

 

He stood up slowly and tidied his long hair hanging in front of him. Thinking that he would become that woman’s husband in the future, Qiao Yun couldn’t help but blush.

 

But he didn’t show it on his face, so others couldn’t notice it.

 

Shuang’er, who was following behind Qiao Yun, looked at the joy in his master’s eyes and couldn’t help but smile secretly.

 

The young master has waited for so many years and finally got what he wished for.

 

His already pretty face looked even whiter against the backdrop of the bright red wedding dress.

 

Qiao Zhengjun looked at his son happily, with a look of pride on his face.

 

“The elder brothers in the palace are always the best in craftsmanship, and these clothes are truly made to perfection.”

 

Shuang’er’s little mouth was as sweet as honey, and he spoke sweet words as if they were free. The palace servants who came to deliver the wedding dresses were so happy that they couldn’t stop smiling.

 

“Our Master Qiao has a good figure. He looks good in anything he wears.”

 

An older palace servant complimented with a smile.

 

Today, the young master of the Qiao family is the most sent man in the capital. Everyone knows that the Empress favors the Eighth princess alone, and it is not certain whether the throne will belong to the woman in the future.

 

If the Eighth princess became the Empress, the young man in front of him would be the queen who ruled the country.

 

Nowadays, there are so many people outside who are eager to curry favor with the Qiao family. These palace servants have received such a good task today, so they naturally don’t want to waste such a good opportunity.

 

Qiao Yun pursed his lips and smiled softly, but said nothing.

 

He didn’t care whether it looked good or not, as long as she liked it.

 

The wedding dresses were to Qiao Yun’s liking, and several palace servants received a lot of rewards. Everyone in the palace knew that the Qiao family had always been generous.

 

On the day of her wedding, Nan Jun was woken up early in the morning by people from the palace. She washed and changed her clothes until she was so tired that she could not even open her eyes.

 

Qiao Yun woke up earlier than Nan Jun. It could be said that he was so excited that he didn’t sleep the whole night, just waiting for dawn!

 

The Eighth princess was getting married, and red silk stretched ten thousands, dyeing the entire main road of the capital city a festive red.

 

Nan Jun had no joy in getting married. She was always thinking about the man since that night and didn’t know if he would be sad if she married someone else.

 

If they meet again, she will definitely explain everything to him.

 

Before she could figure out why she had to explain the marriage to the young master, the servant who served Lian Qing hurried in and knelt at Nan Jun’s feet.

 

“Princess, it’s bad. Young Master Lian has fainted.”