TBTAMN Chapter 114

The Boss Transmigrated Into A Matriarchy Novel (Quick Transmigration ARC 3) Chapter 114(29)

Qiao Yun lifted the flower ornaments from the table and placed them on his forehead. This way, as long as he pretended to be cold and kept quiet, his secret wouldn’t be exposed.

Shuang’er was curious about the young master’s initiative to dress up, but he didn’t dare to say anything. After all, he was going to the palace with his beloved woman, so it was understandable that he wanted to look beautiful.

The carriage of the Eighth Princess Mansion stopped at the door, and Nan Jun was already waiting inside.

She hadn’t planned to recognize Qiao Yun at this moment, but the imperial edict came so suddenly that she was caught off guard.

Nan Jun thought it through. If Qiao Yun admitted it directly today, she would go along with it and feign ignorance to confess her feelings to him. If Qiao Yun still refused to acknowledge her, she would have no choice but to feign ignorance and fulfill his wish.

A good person still tells lies with her eyes open all day long. She was probably the only one in the entire Southern Kingdom who could dote on her husband as much as Nan Jun.

Qiao Yun covered himself up completely before reluctantly stepping out the door.

An Feng and An Yu, who were guarding the carriage, stared at Qiao Yun’s attire with curiosity, wondering what the prince was up to.

“Your subordinate greets the prince.”

“Yes,”

Qiao Yun replied, deliberately lowering his voice. He then extended a hand to Shuang’er, who hurried forward to help him into the carriage.

Inside the carriage, Nan Jun was leaning back against the soft pillow, resting with her eyes closed. Shuang’er bowed to Nan Jun and huddled up in the corner near the door.

Qiao Yun carefully sat away from Nan Jun, but his eyes couldn’t help but linger over her gaze.

The clothes Nan Jun wore today were made of the same fabric as Qiao Yun’s. They both wore goose-yellow robes with gold trim, even the silk cuffs were identical.

Qiao Yun’s heart warmed, and he couldn’t help but stare at the woman a few more times.

Nan Jun simply leaned there, looking like a flawless jade figure, captivating in her charm. With her fair skin, delicate features, a high nose, and alluring red lips, she looked like a natural beauty, like a lotus emerging from the water.

A gentle breeze rustled the curtains, lifting her hair in a graceful arc in the air.

Qiao Yun stared at her, transfixed. This was the person who had been in his heart for years.

Even though this face appeared daily in his dreams, Qiao Yun still couldn’t get enough of it.

Shuang’er lowered his eyes in embarrassment, not daring to look at his young master who was staring at her in a daze. If anyone else saw him, they would surely laugh at him to death.

Nan Jun suddenly pursed her lips, startling Qiao Yun so much that he quickly averted his gaze. He sat there at a loss, his wet eyes unsure where to look.

Nan Jun squinted her eyes and saw the little figure’s attire clearly. She couldn’t help but laugh secretly. Since he didn’t want her to know that Yun’er was her prince, then she would just pretend not to know.

“What’s wrong with Wang Jun?”

Nan Jun opened her eyes and asked with feigned curiosity, looking at the veil on Qiao Yun’s face.

A hint of panic flashed in the little figure’s eyes. Nan Jun almost laughed out loud, but fortunately she had prepared herself mentally and could hold it back.

Qiao Yun coughed twice and said, “Ahem… I caught a cold a few days ago and I’m afraid I might infect others.”

Nan Jun frowned suddenly. Why did his low voice sound so familiar?

“Your health is the most important thing. Wang Jun should take good care of himself. When we get to the palace later, we’ll find an imperial physician to see him.”

“No… no need. I know some medical skills. I’ll be fine after taking a few doses of medicine.”

Qiao Yun said decisively. How could he dare to ask an imperial physician to see him? Wouldn’t that reveal everything?

“That’s good,”

Nan Jun nodded. Qiao Yun was about to breathe a sigh of relief when she added, “I haven’t thanked you for your daily soup. You’re so thoughtful.”

“Sister Jun… my wife is too polite. It’s my duty as a servant.”

Qiao Yun was so frightened that a thin layer of sweat broke out on his forehead. Fortunately, Nan Jun didn’t ask any more questions, otherwise he was afraid she would notice if he said a few more words.

Nan Jun closed her eyes again, pretending to sleep, and Qiao Yun secretly let out a breath.

The carriage stopped at the palace gate. Qiao Yun quickly gathered his thoughts and waited for Nan Jun to get out first.

But when Qiao Yun stood outside, he found the hands he had been waiting for for years.

Nan Jun extended her hand to Qiao Yun and waited patiently for him to accept it.

An Feng and An Yu, who were following behind Nan Jun, were both surprised by their master’s action, but then couldn’t help but feel happy for Qiao Yun.

If the prince and the master can really be together, it can be considered that their friendship of many years has been fulfilled.

Qiao Yun tremblingly put his hand into Nan Jun’s hand. Her hand was extremely warm, and his heart also warmed a little.

Apart from helping Qiao Yun out of the carriage, Nan Jun did not make any other moves. She was afraid of scaring the tightly covered little man.

Qiao Yun followed Nan Jun step by step, with his eyes lowered, not daring to speak, nor dare to walk too slowly.

Shuang’er, who was following behind him, grinned, very happy for her master.

But Qiao Yun’s mind had already run away. The warmth of Nan Jun was still in his palm, but he suddenly felt annoyed.

Nan Jun didn’t know that he was the Yun’er she liked, but she still treated him like this. So, did she like Yun’er more, or did she like this Wang Jun in name only more?

Thinking this way, Qiao Yun suddenly felt sullen. He couldn’t tell if it was Nan Jun’s excessive affection for a prince he’d “never met,” or her excessive affection.

In Qiao Yun’s eyes, Nan Jun had hugged him and expressed her love for him last night, and now she was helping another man off the carriage—that was already quite affectionate.

Qiao Yun had completely forgotten that he was not only her beloved Yun’er, but also her prince!

Suffocated by her frustration, Qiao Yun simply kept walking forward, not even looking where he was going. When he looked up again, he was in the back garden, having bumped into a man in palace attire.

“Ouch!”

“Prince, are you okay?”

Two servants hurriedly helped the man in blue brocade robe to his feet, asking with concern.

“Who was so blind as to bump into me? Drag them out and give them a good beating…”

The blue-clad man, known as Prince, regained his composure and pointed at Qiao Yun, shouting furiously.

Only then did Qiao Yun see clearly that the person he bumped into was none other than Qi Zhanyu, the prince of Nan’an, the third princess, and the youngest son of the Qi Bohou family.

Qi Zhanyu had been spoiled by his family since he was young because of his handsome appearance, and he had always been arrogant and domineering.

The emperor also relied heavily on the Qi family, so the third princess took the initiative to ask for this seemingly good marriage.

However, after the marriage, the jealousy and aggressiveness of the third prince made the third princess’ life very difficult, which made her regret that she should not have been deceived by that face in the first place.

So, Nan’an set her sights on Qiao Yun, the only son of the Qiao family. He was also a minister in the court. If the Qiao family agreed to marry Qiao Yun to her as prince, she would immediately ask for an imperial decree to divorce Qi Zhanyu.

 

 

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