TBTAMN Chapter 100

The Boss Transmigrated Into A Matriarchy Novel (Quick Transmigration ARC 3) Chapter 100(15)

When Shuang’er went to get breakfast with a pair of red eyes, everyone in the mansion looked at him with eyes that seemed to be sympathetic and mocking. Shuang’er felt suffocated and wished he could take his young master back to the Qiao Mansion immediately.

But Shuang’er also knew that his stubborn young master would never leave even if he died.

Shuang’er took the breakfast back angrily. Seeing that the young master had already stood up, he quickly suppressed his emotions and walked up to him as if nothing had happened.

Qiao Yun raised his eyes to glance at Shuang’er, pursed his lips and thought for a moment, but refrained from saying anything.

“Where are the things I brought from the Qiao Mansion?”

“The Eighth Princess ordered the housekeeper to put all the dowry that the young master brought in the side hall yesterday. Is there anything the young master needs? Shuang’er will go and find it for you…”

Shuang’er put down the comb in his hand, looked at Qiao Yun in the mirror and asked.

Qiao Yun picked up the comb and started combing his hair, one stroke at a time, very gently.

The cinnabar on the forehead was blindingly red, but it also made the little face even more charming.

“Go find two servants and move all the herbs I brought to the outer room.”

“Ok.”

Shuang’er took the order and left. Qiao Yun packed up everything and started to carefully prepare the medicine from the boxes of medicinal materials.

“My lord, you haven’t eaten yet!”

Shuang’er looked at Qiao Yun, who was about to go out with the herbs in his hand, and shouted in confusion.

Qiao Yun paused and said without looking back: “I will go make soup for my wife first, and I will come back.”

“Young master…”

Shuang’er cried out angrily but didn’t dare to say anything more.

Young master, you are always so stupid. Even though others treat you so well, you still think about her everywhere.

At this moment, Qiao Yun just wanted to remove the poison from Nan Jun’s body as quickly as possible and did not want to delay her treatment.

Shuang’er, standing outside the small kitchen, watched his young master busying himself in front of the small stove with his sleeves rolled up. These days, the soup for the Eighth Princess was made by the young master himself and he never asked anyone else to cook for him.

Shuang’er couldn’t understand why the Eighth Princess didn’t know how to cherish such a good man like his young master?

Before Nan Jun woke up, she felt those two gazes on her.

“What are you doing beside my bed so early in the morning?”

Nan Jun raised her hand and rubbed her eyes, then slowly stood up and said.

“Master, shouldn’t this subordinate be asking you this?”

An Yu waited for Nan Jun with a hint of resentment, as if Nan Jun had bullied her.

“Ask me? What do you mean?”

Nan Jun stood up and stretched out her arms, allowing An Feng to change her clothes. After all, the clothes were complicated and she really couldn’t put them on properly.

An Feng squatted down and handed the boots to Nan Jun, then said seriously: “Master, you have been seriously ill and you can’t remember many things, but you should not forget that last night was your wedding night.”

“Does this have anything to do with the resentment between the two of you?”

Nan Jun was puzzled. The two sisters seemed displeased early in the morning.

“Master, Young Master Qiao is already the master of the Eighth Princess Mansion. You shouldn’t have left him alone on your wedding night!”

An Yu was an impatient person and couldn’t keep things to herself, so she simply decided not to keep Nan Jun in suspense.

Nan Jun, who was wearing boots, blinked and said, “I haven’t figured out how to face him yet.”

“Master, you are slapping Wang Jun in the face!”

Needless to say, by now the entire palace knows that the prince is no longer favored.

Nan Jun froze, her expression changing slightly.

She really hadn’t thought about those things; she was just thinking about how to preserve his innocence.

“Tell the housekeeper that as long as the prince is still in the Eighth Princess Mansion, he will always be the master of the mansion. Anyone who commits an offense will be driven out of the mansion.”

“Tell the housekeeper that as long as Wang Jun is still in the Eight Princes Mansion, he will always be the master of the mansion, but anyone who violates the above will be expelled from the mansion.”

“Yes Master.”

An Yu obeyed the order, and only then did she feel somewhat satisfied with her master’s actions.

The master doesn’t remember it, but they know clearly that Mr. Qiao has always been the most important person in the master’s heart, and they don’t want the master to regret it when she thinks about it in the future.

As soon as An Yu turned out of the corner door, she bumped into Shuang’er, who looked reluctant. Fortunately, Shuang’er reacted quickly, and the food box in his hand didn’t fall to the ground.

This is the soup they made themselves. If it spills, the young master will be so sad!

“What eyeless thing bumped into me? Does it walk without eyes?”

An Yu scolded without even raising her head, and in her heart, she was planning to find the housekeeper to have a good talk with her . The servants in this mansion needed a lesson, as they dared to act so presumptuous in the master’s yard.

“You are the one who is eyeless!”

Shuang’er hugged the food box tightly in his arms, puffed up his little face and scolded An Yu.

“You…”

An Yu raised her hand and was ready to hit that fierce mouth, but when she saw the person coming, she slowly tightened her raised palm and the anger on her face disappeared without a trace in an instant.

“Shuang’er? Why are you here?”

An Yu seemed to have forgotten that she had just scolded someone and asked with a smile.

“Hmph…” Shuang’er’s eyes turned red, he turned his face away.

The people in the Eighth Princess Mansion bullied the master and servant. On the wedding night, the Eighth Princess injured the prince so much that he vomited blood, and her maid scolded him for being blind…

As Shuang’er thought about this, he could no longer hold back his tears, which rolled down his cheeks.

This frightened An Yu. The sight of the little guy biting his lips and crying made An Yu so panicked thats he didn’t know what to do with her hands and feet.

“Why are you crying for no reason? Ouch! I just… just didn’t know it was you. If I knew, I wouldn’t say a word even if you killed me. Good Shuang’er, don’t cry. It’s all my fault…”

They have been friends since childhood. Shuang’er is young, and Anfeng and Anyu have always given in to him. Now seeing him crying, Anyu was so anxious that she didn’t know how to coax him.

Shuang’er raised his hand to wipe away his tears, stared at Anyu with red eyes, biting his lip, looking like he had suffered a great injustice.

“Good Shuang’er, don’t be angry, If not, I’ll let you hit me a few times!”

As An Yu spoke, she pulled Shuang’er’s hand and used it to hit herself.

How could Shuang’er really hit her? But An Yu’s attitude calmed Shuang’er’s anger.

Shuang’er glanced at An Yu with a sob, pulled back his arm, and said with a pursed mouth, “I dare not hit you. The Eighth Princess dotes on you so much. If she vents her anger on my young master because of me, then wouldn’t my young master be too pitiful? There is not a single good person in your Eighth Princess Mansion!”

Thinking of the injustice his master suffered last night, Shuang’er felt uncomfortable.

An Yu finally realized that Shuang’er was angry because her master didn’t stay in the new house last night!

“Shuang’er, this can’t be entirely blamed on the master. She fell off the cliff last time, and this place… hasn’t recovered yet. Many people don’t remember it…” An Yu pointed to her head and explained to Shuang’er in a flattering manner.

“Then she…she shouldn’t have hurt the young master…”

Shuang’er suddenly stopped talking, biting his lip and said nothing more. The young master didn’t allow him to mention this matter to anyone, and he was afraid that telling it would make the young master unhappy.