TBTAMN Chapter 105

The Boss Transmigrated Into A Matriarchy Novel (Quick Transmigration ARC 3) Chapter 105(20)

Qiao Yun tried hard not to laugh out loud. He wanted to point at her forehead and call her a fool, but he managed to hold it back.

If she could get him so easily, then wouldn’t all the grievances that Qiao Yun had suffered in the past have been in vain?

He had to give her a hard time because he was so angry last night that he vomited blood.

Yesterday was his wedding night, but she made him cry the whole night.

If he hadn’t been so determined to be with her, they would have missed each other in this life just because of her silly look.

Without agreeing or refusing, Qiao Yun just said, “It’s too late, Yun’er should go, Sister Jun should also take a rest!”

Nan Jun thought Qiao Yun was bothered by her marrying the son of the Qiao family first, and said hurriedly, “Yun’er, you have to believe me. In this life, Nan Jun will only be good to you.”

Qiao Yun didn’t dare to stay any longer, for he was afraid that he would not be able to resist and tell everything. Lian Qing’s issue had not been resolved yet, and Qiao Yun didn’t want to let him go so easily.

Qiao Yun fled in panic, leaving Nan Jun alone staring at the dark shadows under the moon.

Her Yun’er is not only handsome, but also proficient in medicine and martial arts. He is truly a rare good man in the world.

Nan Jun raised the corners of her mouth, until the night wind outside the window cooled her face, Nan Jun secretly regretted why she forgot to ask him when he would come again!

Or she could ask him where he lived. If he didn’t have time to see her, she could go and see him!

Nan Jun smacked her lips regretfully, took a few steps back, and then jumped suddenly, landing directly on the bed.

The person’s unique scent seemed to still be on her body, and Nan Jun felt more and more familiar with him.

She was sure that she had smelled this smell after she woke up, but her mind was not clear at that time and her body was weak, so she really couldn’t remember it clearly.

Pulling the quilt aside, Nan Jun closed her eyes with the person in her dream.

Yun’er, sweet dreams.

Perhaps the dream was too beautiful, for when Nan Jun woke up the sun was already high in the sky.

On the table was a bowl of steaming soup, emitting a familiar smell.

Nan Jun sniffed, making sure that she smelled it correctly, then slowly stood up.

Hearing the noise inside, Anfeng and Anyu hurried in. Nan Jun didn’t like having servants serving by her side, and it was always Anfeng and Anyu who served her.

Nan Jun was a little uncomfortable with the rare quietness of the two. When there were no outsiders around, the three of them always got along like sisters.

“What’s wrong? Did you confess your love to the young master and got rejected?”

Nan Jun glanced at Anyu with amusement. The ugliest thing about her was the bitter smile on her face, as if someone owed her eight hundred yuan.

“Master, if you still have the mood to joke with your subordinates, you might as well pay more attention to the Wang Jun.”

An Yu muttered something in a low voice with a hint of complaint, but it did not escape Nan Jun’s ears.

“Wang Jun…what’s wrong with him?” Nan Jun asked with raised eyebrows.

“The master may have forgotten again. Today is the day for the three-day return visit. The master has not woken up yet, so Wang Jun brought this soup and then took Shuang’er back to the Qiao Mansion…”

An Feng also sighed. It was indeed unreasonable for her master to treat Wang Jun like this.

Even if you don’t consider the friendship between them growing up together, Wang Jun is still the legitimate son of General Qiao. How can the master bully him like this?

Nan Jun paused as she buttoned her shirt. Her eyes involuntarily glanced at the hot soup beside her, a trace of pity flashing through her mind.

Suddenly remembering the tears in the person’s eyes last night, Nan Jun swallowed back the words that were about to come out of her mouth.

“This princess is not feeling well, and the imperial physician said it is not appropriate for her to leave the palace. So you two should go to the Qiao Mansion on my behalf!” Nan Jun thought about it carefully and said, “You must bring all the gifts that should be given to the Wang Jun, so as not to lose his dignity.”

An Feng and An Yu looked at each other, somewhat puzzled by their master’s behavior.

But compared to ignoring everything, the master at least put some thought into it.

The two women took the order and left, but Nan Jun could no longer calm down and read in the study.

Thinking that she had not practiced sword for several days since she fell into a coma, Nan Jun took her sword and went towards the back garden.

Unexpectedly, she ran into Lian Qing who was rushing over, and she didn’t know what he was in a hurry to do.

“Young Master Lian.” Nan Jun cupped her fists towards Lian Qing.

She has never forgotten the words of the fairy in her dream, that she must be kind to her savior. Nan Jun has always worshipped Lian Qing like a Bodhisattva!

“Sister Jun…”

Lian Qing’s cheeks flushed slightly. He stopped and bowed towards Nanzhi.

Nan Jun was startled, thinking of what the little man said last night, and couldn’t help but say: “Young Master Lian, please don’t call me Sister Jun in the future, or people will misunderstand me. After all, I already have a family, and it’s really not appropriate to ruin your reputation.”

Lian Qing’s eyes widened with disbelief.

What did she mean by this? How could calling her “Sister Jun” ruin his reputation?

“Sister Jun, this…”

Before Lian Qing could ask the reason, Nan Jun spoke out to stop him.

“Please forgive me, Young master Lian. From now on, Young master Lian should just call me the Eighth Princess!”

Lian Qing’s eyes turned red, and the fingers hidden in his sleeves were pinched until they turned white. He said with trembling lips: “Yes, Lian Qing is a lowly person with little influence, and has no right to call the Eighth Princess Sister Jun. Lian Qing has overstepped the boundaries.”

Nan Jun’s tenderness and care would not be used on him. The fairy only told her to treat him well, but did not tell her to marry him.

To be honest, apart from the fact that Lian Qing saved her life, Nan Jun really didn’t like Lian Qing very much. He looked weak and frail all day long, as if he had been bullied.

But such people are often the most vicious. There are many cases of pretending to be pigs and eating tigers throughout history.

“I see that Young master Lian is in a hurry. I’m afraid he has something important to do, so I won’t bother you anymore.”

After saying this, Nan Jun strode away without waiting for Lian Qing to speak.

Looking at the woman’s departing back, Lian Qing bit his lips hard.

That bitch Qiao Yun must have said something in front of Sister Jun, otherwise she wouldn’t treat me like this.

“Young master, shall we still go?”

The servant behind Lian Qing asked cautiously.

Lian Qing stomped his feet hard, turned around and walked back.

“Everyone has seen it, so what are you doing? Isn’t it annoying?”

Lian Qing originally wanted to go and see if Nan Jun was with Qiao Yun when he returned home, but as soon as he passed by the back garden, he saw Nan Jun walking alone.

He was in a good mood, but after hearing Nan Jun’s words, he wanted to strangle Qiao Yun to death immediately.

In Lian Qing’s opinion, the sudden change in Nan Jun must be caused by Qiao Yun.

If Qiao Yun was present, he would definitely not quibble, as he was determined to fight back.

Qiao Yun, who returned home alone without the company of his wife, did not show any sadness in his eyes, but was full of joy, which made people’s eyes hurt.

Shuang’er sat aside, puffing up hisface in displeasure, and from time to time he glared at his young master who kept grinning foolishly.