TBTAMN Chapter 118

The Boss Transmigrated Into A Matriarchy Novel (Quick Transmigration ARC 3) Chapter 118(33)

Anfeng had always thought that Nan Jun refused to consummate her marriage with Qiaoyun because of Lianqing, and now Nan Jun’s frustration seemed to Anfeng to be due to this matter as well.

“But I don’t understand, since Wang Jun knows that Young Master Lian is an imposter, why didn’t you expose him?”

An Yu couldn’t understand what Wang Jun meant. If she were Wang Jun, she would have exposed Lian Qing’s crimes long ago and made him confess and be executed.

Anyone who dares to deceive the princess deserves to be torn apart by five horses, even if their entire family isn’t executed.

“Yun’er is probably blaming me!”

Nan Jun sighed helplessly, and thinking of the fairy’s instructions in her dream, she couldn’t help but feel a chill of fear.

If I don’t treat my savior well in this life, will it cause her to suffer a bad end?

The thought of such consequences sent a chill down Nan Jun’s spine.

Luckily, she was careful, otherwise she would have been completely fooled by that young man.

“I will order my men to arrest that swindler immediately. He even dares to deceive master!”

An Yu gritted her teeth angrily and scolded. The thought of Shuang’er always giving her a bad look because of her master and the prince made An Yu feel wronged. So the culprit was Lian Qing, whom they regarded as an honored guest!

“No rush, let him be smug for a couple of days. Since this person has displeased Yun’er, how to deal with him is still up to Yun’er.”

Nan Jun felt guilty towards Qiao Yun, so she could only put him first in everything in the hope of alleviating her guilt.

“Yes.”

When the name of the prince was mentioned, An Yu dared not act impulsively again, after all, she always felt that it was her master who had wronged the King.

“Keep this matter a secret for now. Put these things away and you two can go and rest. I don’t need your service anymore.”

Nan Jun stood up and clapped her hands, calculating the time. Qiao Yun should already be waiting for her in her inner room.

Anfeng and Anyu exchanged a glance, neither daring to speak first.

Finally, under Anfeng’s winking and gesturing, the usually bold Anyu cautiously said, “Master, if you have a man you like,

I’m sure the prince wouldn’t mind, but… you’re being so secretive, it’s really not very presentable…”

The thought of their master keeping a mistress gave Anfeng and Anyu a terrible headache.

If they were to encounter another Lian Qing, their master would be in deep trouble.

“Surreptitiously?”

Nan Jun frowned, looking at the two people in front of her with a puzzled expression. The two nodded repeatedly.

“Roll!”

Nan Jun left behind only this one word before disappearing from their sight.

An Feng and An Yu looked at each other, not understanding what their master meant.

“She seems angry…”

“You’re probably worried that the prince will be upset if he finds out!”

“Should we pretend we know nothing?”

“But what if Master gets tricked again…”

“But Master seemed to be angry just now.”

“Our master isn’t that stupid; he shouldn’t be fooled twice!”

“It’s hard to say.”

…

If Nan Jun had overheard their conversation, she would probably have been furious. Fortunately, she was preoccupied with her little prince and had no interest in eavesdropping on the two sisters.

Sure enough, before even getting close to the door, Nan Jun could sense the atmosphere inside the house.

Nan Jun gently patted her cheeks, pretending to be still drunk, and pushed open the door to go inside.

Hearing the noise, the little figure inside quickly got up and came out. Seeing Nan Jun swaying against the door, his already unpleasant expression turned even worse.

“Hmph, you’re so drunk you still want to go out and fool around, and people still care about you…”

Qiao Yun muttered aggrievedly as she went to help Nan Jun.

“Yun’er…”

“Now you know to call me Yun’er? Whose courtyard did you just go to?”

Qiao Yun felt a pang of sadness. He rushed to change his clothes as soon as he returned to the palace, and didn’t even have time to drink water before running to take care of her. He never expected that she wouldn’t be in the room.

As far as Qiao Yun was concerned, if Nan Jun was drunk and not in her own courtyard, then she must have gone to another man’s courtyard.

He hadn’t forgotten that Lian Qing, who was eyeing her covetously, was still living in the Eighth Princess’s mansion!

Nan Jun found it amusing; this child was quite the jealous type.

“Lianqing…”

Nan Jun raised her hand to touch Qiao Yun’s eyebrows and eyes, and called out softly as if she had just met him.

Qiao Yun tightened his grip on Nan Jun’s hand, a flash of pain crossing his eyes.

When she’s drunk, she not only calls out her own name, but also Lian Qing. So, when she said she liked someone, did she like him, or did she like that other man?

The pain in Qiao Yun’s eyes did not escape Nan Zhi’s notice. Nan Jun felt heartbroken and was unwilling to pretend with him any longer, so she took the opportunity of being drunk to confront him.

“Lianqing, I’m sorry, I shouldn’t have forgotten you! Lianqing, you saved my life, and I’ll be yours from now on, okay?”

Qiao Yun stiffened and looked up at Nan Jun.

Do you know who I am?

“Yun’er, you are my Yun’er… and also Lianqing, the Lianqing who saved my life…”

Nan Jun squinted, half-drunk and half-awake, and said.

“You…you knew all along?”

Although Qiao Yun had expected her to find out the truth, she hadn’t anticipated it would happen so quickly.

“Yes. Lianqing, I’m sorry, it’s all my fault. I was blind and mistook you for someone else. Please forgive me.”

Nan Jun hugged the little boy in front of her tightly, pretending to be drunk to express her apologies.

This is far more than just the one thing that Nan Jun wronged him about.

She felt she owed too much and didn’t know how to bring it up.

“I…I’ve never blamed you…”

Qiao Yun was held in Nan Jun’s arms, looking somewhat at a loss. His face was flushed, and his hands, hanging at his sides, were curled up helplessly.

“You should blame me. Blame me for being blind and heartless, for leaving you alone on our wedding night, for saying those hurtful things, for ruining your reputation and making you the laughingstock of the entire capital. Lianqing, I’m sorry, I’m so sorry…”

Nan Jun’s words shocked Qiao Yun so much that he almost fainted. What did she mean?

Could it be that she already knows that Yun’er is the Eighth Prince?

Thinking of how Nan Jun had protected her during the day, Qiao Yun suddenly felt a pang of sadness. Seeing Nan Jun looking drunk, Qiao Yun couldn’t help but want to ask her which version of herself she actually liked.

“Do…do you like Yun’er?”

“Of course I like it,” Nan Jun nodded without hesitation.

“Do you like Wang Jun?” Qiao Yun asked again.

Nan Jun was puzzled. What did this person mean? Wasn’t Yun’er the Eighth Prince, and wasn’t the Eighth Prince Yun’er?

She nodded silently and said, “I like it!”

Qiao Yun pinched Nan Jun hard, as if she had said something wrong.

Nan Jun rubbed her aching arm and looked at Qiao Yun with a wronged expression, wondering what she had done to upset him again. Hadn’t she already taken the opportunity to tell him everything she knew?

“So, do you like Yun’er more, or the Eighth Prince more?”