TBTAMN Chapter 101

The Boss Transmigrated Into A Matriarchy Novel (Quick Transmigration ARC 3) Chapter 101(16)

“What? Wang Jun is injured?”

An Yu would never believe that her master would attack Young Master Qiao. Her master never hits men!

“No…no.” Shuang’er dodged An Yu’s gaze, stuffed the food box in his arms into An Yu’s hands, and said hurriedly, “This is the soup that my young master personally made for the Eighth princess. He told her to drink it.”

After saying that, without waiting for An Yu to say anything else, Shuang’er ran away in a hurry.

An Yu smiled and shook her head, then returned to Nan Jun’s bedroom with the food box.

“Why are you back so soon?”

Nan Jun had just sat down at the table and hadn’t had time to pick up her chopsticks when she saw An Yu walking in with big strides.

Placing the soup in the lunch box in front of Nan Jun, An Yu said in a somewhat sarcastic tone, “This is the soup that Wang Jun personally made for you this morning. He asked this subordinate to watch you and make sure you drink it.”

Nan Jun looked at the bowl of soup with a familiar smell and suddenly fell into deep thought.

“Young Master Qiao…does he know medicine?”

An Feng and An Yu looked at each other, disbelief in their eyes. Young mistress has been drinking other people’s soup for so long, but she still doesn’t know this?

“In reply to the master, Wang Jun has studied medicine since he was young, and he and Master Lian are from the same school.”

Nan Jun nodded in understanding, picked up the bowl of soup and drank it down in one gulp.

“Master…”

An Yu stared at the empty bowl for a moment and suddenly spoke.

“Hmm?” Nan Jun raised her eyebrows and looked at Anyu.

“Master, aren’t you afraid that Wang Jun will put drugs in this bowl? You left Wang Jun alone in the room last night!”

An Yu was also very dissatisfied with Nan Jun’s actions. If this matter were to get out, how would Wang Jun face people in the future?

Nan Jun touched her nose awkwardly. She had never doubted Young Master Qiao, whom she had never met before!

Who knows if it’s because everyone says that the young master of the Qiao family is in love with her, or because she trusts that man deep in her heart.

“He won’t…”

“Since the master knows Wang Jun’s friendship, she shouldn’t hurt Wang Jun like this.”

After An Yu finished speaking, she picked up the empty bowl, bowed to Nan Jun and then backed out.

Nan Jun glanced at the direction where An Yu left in confusion, then turned her eyes to An Feng.

An Feng nodded silently, and she also agreed with An Yu’s words.

Nan Jun lived in Yinfeng Pavilion and Qiao Yun lived in Tingyuxuan. The two courtyards were not far away.

An Yu planned to deliver the food box to Shuang’er first, and then go find the housekeeper, so she went straight to Tingyuxuan.

Unexpectedly, before she reached the door of Ting Yuxuan, she heard the noise coming from inside.

It turned out that while Shuang’er was delivering soup to the Eighth Princess, Lian Qing went to Qiao Yun’s courtyard.

Lian Qing didn’t sleep a wink last night. He originally thought that Nan Jun and Qiao Yun had already gotten together, so Lian Qing didn’t even have the mood to eat breakfast.

Who would have thought that before getting up in the morning, he heard the servant in the yard muttering about the Eighth Princess not staying in the new house last night.

Lian Qing was delighted and quickly called a servant to come in and ask him questions.

The young servant was also smart. He knew what the young master of the Lian family was thinking about the Eighth princess, so he only said nice things to please him and kept belittling the new Wang Jun.

When Lian Qing heard this, he was immediately delighted. He quickly asked the servant to dress him up nicely. He went to Tingyuxuan to show off without even having breakfast.

Lian Qing was secretly happy. Since the Eighth Princess disliked Qiao Yun so much, he would not be afraid of not having the chance to drive him out of the palace in the future.

It’s just that their wedding yesterday made him depressed the whole day, and he had to go to Qiao Yun to vent his unhappiness, so as not to let him see himself clearly.

When Lian Qing arrived, Qiao Yun was having a meal. Since Shuang’er was not there, Qiao Yun was the only one in the huge room, looking lonely and pitiful.

But for some reason, Lian Qing just wanted to laugh.

Hahaha…

Qiao Yun, Qiao Yun, I didn’t expect that you would have this day!

The eldest son of the general’s mansion, who was superior to him in every way, was left alone in the empty room by his wife on his wedding night. If this were to get out, wouldn’t people laugh their heads off?

“Hey! Why are you having dinner here alone, Senior Brother? Where is Sister Jun?”

As Lian Qing spoke, he pretended to look forward, as if he was looking for Nan Jun’s figure.

Qiao Yun paused with the chopsticks in his hand, a look of displeasure showing on his face.

He didn’t take Lian Qing seriously at all, but his calling her “Sister Jun” touched Qiao Yun’s heart. She had not allowed him to call her Sister Jun for many years…

Seeing the white gauze wrapped on Qiao Yun’s fingers, Lian Qing covered his lips and let out a loud cry.

“Ah! What happened to Senior Brother’s hand? How come he got injured right after entering the palace?”

“Are you here for something?”

Qiao Yun put down his chopsticks, feeling a little unable to eat anymore. It was really disgusting to see this person standing here.

Qiao Yun thought he treated Lian Qing well, but this man was against him in every way. Ever since Lian Qing secretly threw the letter Qiao Yun wrote to Nan Jun into the river when they were thirteen, they were no longer “good” brothers.

Perhaps, they have never been good brothers, and all this is just Qiao Yun’s wishful thinking!

Qiao Yun had never thought that a boy could have such scheming from such a young age. He really underestimated him.

“Qing’er has been staying at Sister Jun’s place for more than a month. Now that Senior Brother is married to the Eighth Princess, Qing’er will naturally come to visit.”

Lian Qing had a look of pride on his face, while Qiao Yun looked sick at this moment. Even if he acted like a young master of the general’s mansion, he could not hide his current embarrassment.

Lian Qing felt that he had never felt so relieved as he did today, as if all those who had bullied him were now standing at his feet.

At this moment, even Qiao Yun could not match his position in the Eighth Princess’ heart, let alone others.

Didn’t they all laugh at him for being unfavorable?

Then he would let those people see that the Wang Jun, who was married to the Eighth Princess, could only suffer in front of Lian Qing.

“Oh!”

Qiao Yun sneered and glanced at Lian Qing with disdain. The contempt in his eyes pierced through his skin and into Lian Qing’s heart.

“How did you get to live in this Eighth Princess’s Palace? Don’t you know what’s going on?”

Lian Qing’s hands hanging by his side tightened, and a trace of panic appeared on his tense face. Then he said seriously: “Brother, in the eyes of this world, who is the lifesaver of the Eighth Princess, you or me?”

Qiao Yun raised the corner of his mouth, picked up the already warm soup on the table, took a sip, and then put it down heavily. The sound was so shocking that Lian Qing couldn’t help but take a step back.

“Lian Qing, I won’t hold you accountable for the past, but you shouldn’t have set your sights on her. If I find out that you touched her waist, don’t blame me for being merciless.”

Lian Qing’s eyes flickered, and then he laughed loudly: “Based on who you are now? Haha… What a joke.”

However, Qiao Yun didn’t take Lian Qing’s ridicule seriously at all. In this world, no one could touch him except Nan Jun.

“I am her husband, married in a formal ceremony with Nan Jun with a sedan chair carried by eight men. Who are you?”