TBTAMN Chapter 103

The Boss Transmigrated Into A Matriarchy Novel (Quick Transmigration ARC 3) Chapter 103(18)

“My wife’s health is the most important. She has not yet cleared the remaining poison, so she needs to be taken care of.”

Qiao Yun knew that it was An Yu who was helping him. No matter whether those words were instigated by Nan Jun or An Yu intentionally told the servants in the mansion, they were all to protect himself, the unpopular Wang Jun.

“Thank you for your understanding. The master said that if you need anything, just tell the housekeeper. Everyone in the mansion will obey Wang Jun’s orders.”

This was not something An Yu said to please Qiao Yun. This was something Nan Jun had said early in the morning. Even if she didn’t like the young master of the Qiao family, she would not let him down in the slightest.

“Thank my wife, on my behalf.”

Qiao Yun pursed his lips and nodded, a glimmer of hope in his eyes.

Nanjun, Nanjun, even if you don’t remember anything, you still don’t want to wrong Yun’er.

“If you have nothing else to do, Wang Jun, I will take my leave.”

An Yu bowed to Qiao Yun again, turned around and clasped her fists towards Lian Qing, but left without even raising her head.

Holding his injured arm, he turned a blind eye to Qing’an’s annoyance and An Yu’s actions.

Lian Qing was so angry that his little face turned blue and red, but Shuang’er was secretly happy and his impression of An Yu also improved a lot.

“Young Master Lian, if you have nothing else to do, please go back! Wang Jun needs to rest…”

Shuang’er deliberately emphasized the word “Wang Jun”. Seeing that Lian Qing’s eyes were about to pop out, she could do nothing about him.

Shuang’er deliberately emphasized the word “Wang Jun”, seeing that Lian Qing was so angry that his eyeballs were about to pop out, but there was nothing he could do about him.

“Let’s go…”

Lian Qing pretended to be pitiful and spoke to the two servants beside him. The two of them looked up at Qiao Yun again and then helped Lian Qing leave.

“He’s just a worthless person, why are you angry with him?”

After seeing everyone leave, Qiao Yun shook his head at Shuang’er.

“Shuang’er just can’t stand his foxy look. He took the credit for the young master’s work and then showed off in front of him. Where does he get the face? How can there be such a shameless person in this world?”

As soon as Lian Qing was mentioned, Shuang’er became angry, his little face was full of disgust.

“No problem, just let him be proud for two days.”

Qiao Yun lowered his eyes and looked at his fingers, a shrewd look flashed in his eyes.

The higher you stand, the harder you fall.

He had countless ways to let Nan Jun know who her savior was, but now he wanted to see what Lian Qing was going to do.

If we want to drive him away, we should uproot him completely and let Nan Jun see through this person.

If you cause too many troubles, they will eventually bite you.

“Shuang’er is just angry, but Shuang’er also knows the importance of the matter and will not ruin the young master’s good fortune.”

After all, Shuang’er has followed Qiao Yun since he was a child, and he is very clear about his young master’s character.

His master is not a man who will just accept things as they come, so Lian Qing won’t get any good out of this.

“The food is getting cold, so hurry up and eat!”

Qiao Yun pinched the wound on his finger. Nan Jun’s words last night echoed in his ears again, and his heart began to ache slightly.

Sister Jun, the person in your heart is definitely not someone like Lian Qing, but who is that person?

Is there anyone in this world who loves you more than Yun’er? Why do you like him instead of Yun’er?

After An Yu returned, she briefly told Nan Jun what happened in TingYuxuan. Nan Jun shook her head helplessly, but did not take it to heart.

The palace issued an imperial decree saying that Nan Jun had just recovered, so they were not allowed to enter the palace to pay their respects for the time being. After Nan Jun recovered, they would bring the Wang Jun to the palace to pay their respects.

Nan Jun was happy and at ease, so she sat in the study for a whole day, trying to find something that could evoke her memory.

That night, as soon as Nan Jun closed her eyes, she felt the breath of the person she had been longing for.

Before Qiao Yun, dressed in black, could get close to Nan Jun’s wrist, Nan Jun grabbed his arm.

“Ah! You…”

Qiao Yun exclaimed, but was afraid of attracting the guards outside, so he bit his lip tightly and looked at the woman in a white inner dress with red ears.

“You finally came…”

The corners of Nan Jun’s mouth curled up, and it was obvious that she was in a very good mood at the moment.

She waited day and night, thinking that he would come to find her on the wedding night, but in the end she waited until midnight but no one showed up.

His arrival today was not beyond Nan Jun’s expectation.

“You knew I was coming?”

Qiao Yun’s heart trembled, not knowing what Nan Jun’s words meant.

The arm held by Nan Jun’s warm palm felt a little cold. She pulled the cloak draped over the screen with one hand and wrapped it directly around Qiao Yun.

“Even though it’s not autumn yet, it’s cold at night. Why don’t you wear more clothes when you go out?”

Letting go of Qiao Yun’s arm, Nan Jun carefully fastened the belt for him and pulled him to sit on the couch beside the bed.

It’s not that Nan Jun didn’t want him to sit on the bed, but they were a single man and a single woman, and Nan Jun was afraid that she would lose control and do something to hurt him.

Qiao Yun’s eyes became hot, his long eyelashes trembled, and he sat there blankly without saying a word.

He hadn’t seen such a gentle Nan Jun for many years.

The two of them sat side by side like this, and no one spoke first.

Finally, Nan Jun couldn’t stand the silence of the night anymore and took the initiative to extend her wrist.

Qiao Yun was taken aback for a moment, and looked at Nan Jun in confusion.

“You always come to see me at night, and you feel my pulse first. You must know about my injury, right?”

Qiao Yun nodded silently and extended his finger to the beating pulse on Nan Jun’s wrist.

Staring at Qiao Yun’s face that was in serious thought, Nan Jun couldn’t help but be stunned. This feeling was so familiar.

Nan Jun slowly closed her eyes and listened carefully to Qiao Yun’s voice.

“Your body has gotten much better, but the blood clot in your brain has not yet subsided. I’m afraid you’ll have headaches from time to time and won’t be able to remember many things.”

Someone suddenly grabbed his wrist. Qiao Yun looked flustered, not knowing what Nan Jun was going to do.

“Why does your voice sound so familiar? Do we know each other?”

Nan Jun stared at Qiao Yun’s eyes so hard that his face turned red. When she saw him nod slightly, she reluctantly let go of his wrist.

“Beautiful eyebrows and bright moon, and a smile that makes the city happy.”

Nan Jun always couldn’t help but look at the red cinnabar on Qiao Yun’s forehead, and always felt that it was attractive and beautiful.

Although there are no young men from noble families in Nan Jun Mansion, she has seen some men from outside during this period of time. The men here like to wear flowers on their foreheads. I wonder if every man has such a beautiful cinnabar mole on his forehead, which is dazzling red and touching.

“What did I… call you before?”

“Lian…Yun’er, just call me Yun’er!”

Qiao Yun was reluctant to mention the word “Lian Qing”, firstly because of Lian Qing, and also because if he said that name, Nan Jun would probably doubt Lian Qing’s identity.

The time is not right yet, and he doesn’t want Lian Qing to be exposed so quickly.

“Yun’er? The shallow love is like the drifting clouds, which still appear in my dreams.” Nanzhi couldn’t help but murmur.

Qiao Yun shook his head and explained in a low voice: “It’s not that ‘Yun’, it’s… Guan Qing is beautiful and charming, and Yun Ruochan is smiling back at her.”