TBTAMN Chapter 120

The Boss Transmigrated Into A Matriarchy Novel (Quick Transmigration ARC 3) Chapter 120(35)

“Don’t cry yet. The prince’s safety is of utmost importance. We can’t keep this from our master. We must hurry and report the truth to her, and send people out to find the prince’s whereabouts as soon as possible.”

Shuang’er couldn’t care less about anything else, so he could only nod silently and follow An Yu to Nan Jun’s door.

“Master…Master…”

A series of urgent knocks on the door startled Nan Jun from her sleep. Looking at the little one sleeping soundly in her arms, Nan Jun frowned unhappily.

If An Yu doesn’t give her an explanation today, she will not let her off easily.

Nan Jun pulled the blanket up a bit to cover Qiao Yun’s ears as much as possible before pulling an outer robe over her shoulders and turning out of the outer room.

“Squeak…”

As soon as the door opened, Nan Jun’s angry face appeared before An Yu.

An Yu knew she had probably disturbed her master’s good time, but she couldn’t care less. The prince’s life was in danger, and her master was still indulging in pleasure. This was just not right!

“What’s the matter that you’re in such a panic?”

Although Nan Jun tried to keep her voice down, her displeasure was still evident in her tone.

“My Lady, something terrible has happened! The prince is missing!”

An Yu hurriedly explained, while Shuang’er beside her was still sobbing with swollen eyes from crying.

In an instant, Nan Jun also regained consciousness.

She let Qiao Yun stay overnight last night, and no one knew. Now, Shuang’er woke up this morning and couldn’t find his master, so he cried his eyes out. If they knew that the lost prince was currently sleeping soundly in her bed, I wonder if they would curse her to death in their hearts…

“Waaah… Eighth Princess, even if you dislike my young master, please, for the sake of your years of friendship, send someone to look for him! Shuang’er kowtows to you…”

Seeing that Nan Jun’s expression was strange, Shuang’er was worried that Nan Jun would blame his young master for leaving the manor without permission and would not send anyone to search for him, so he knelt down to beg.

Nan Jun, not wanting Shuang’er to worry, grabbed Shuang’er’s sleeve with one hand and awkwardly touched her nose with the other, saying uncomfortably, “Ahem… Yun’er isn’t lost, he’s here with me! Go back and pack up your master’s things, and have An Yu find people to move here. Yun’er will live here from now on.”

Shuang’er was so shocked that he opened her mouth and forgot to answer. An Yu was also shocked. Did the master mean that the person hiding in that room was the prince?

So last night, was that… also the prince?

But they’re already husband and wife, so why do they still have to be secretive?

Before An Yu could figure it out, Nan Jun kicked her in the leg.

“Hurry up and go! If you wake the prince, I will hold you accountable.”

An Yu rubbed her aching thigh and hurriedly pulled Shuang’er away, saying as she ran, “Your subordinate will take care of it immediately.”

A bewildered Shuang’er was dragged out of Yingfeng Pavilion by An Yu. He then grabbed An Yu’s sleeve and murmured, “Does the Eighth Princess mean that the young master is not lost and that he was in her room last night?”

“Yes, hurry up and pack the prince’s things! Our good days are coming…”

An Yu chuckled and pinched Shuang’er’s chubby cheeks, feeling overjoyed.

Now that the master and the king have reconciled, can she and Shuang’er take another step forward?

Thinking that she could one day marry a husband like her master and have a warm bed, An Yu’s face lit up with a silly smile again.

At this moment, Shuang’er, who was preoccupied with his young master staying in the Eighth Princess’s room, did not notice An Yu’s strange behavior. He just rubbed his face, which had been pinched so hard, and asked the same question in a silly manner.

“When did you reconcile with the Eighth Princess, young master?”

“Alright, silly boy, stop thinking about those things. Now that Master and the prince have reconciled, you should change how you address him. Stop calling him ‘Young Master’ all the time and start calling him ‘Wang Jun’.”

“Oh!”

Shuang’er puffed out his cheeks and responded, then ran off to pack his things, making sure An Yu was running around like a headless chicken.

An Yu would pinch Shuang’er’s cheek from time to time. Although Shuang’er blushed, he was not really angry with her.

Feelings always arise unconsciously; they are invisible and intangible, yet they have a way of captivating people’s hearts.

A flower blooms in a moment, and withers in another. In this long and winding world, finding someone to walk alongside you will prevent you from feeling lonely.

A single thought can bring about a relationship, and another can extinguish it. Only after the hustle and bustle fades away will we realize that the simple, ordinary companionship is the true essence of life.

“What’s going on?”

Completely unaware of the situation, Anfeng watched as Shuang’er and Anyu moved all their belongings to Yinfeng Pavilion as if they were moving house, and asked in bewilderment.

“Great news, tremendously great news…”

An Yu smiled mysteriously at An Feng, raising her eyebrows as she waited for her to ask.

Anfeng looked between Anyu and Shuang’er, then said as if she knew what was going on, “You asked your master for Shuang’er?”

Shuang’er’s face instantly turned bright red. He bit her lip and glared at An Feng, but remembering that his young master was still sleeping, he held back and didn’t dare to yell at her.

Even though An Yu is usually thick-skinned, she felt a little embarrassed when her best friend exposed her thoughts.

An Yu didn’t deny it, only saying, “It’s not time yet!”

“What incredible good news is that?”

“The man last night was the prince…”

An Yu pointed to her master’s room and said in a low voice.

“What?”

Anfeng’s voice suddenly rose, and Anyu quickly covered her mouth.

“Don’t shout! Master just kicked me for this, and my leg still hurts! If you wake up the prince, Master won’t let you off easily.”

Seeing An Yu protecting his young master so much, Shuang’er was overjoyed. But when he thought of An Yu’s words, “It’s not the right time yet,” Shuang’er blushed again.

Anfeng nodded repeatedly before Anyu finally released her.

“This is indeed great news. Now it looks like we sisters are moving.”

Anfeng glanced at the large pile of things Anyu was pulling behind her and said with a smile.

“Moving?”

Shuang’er looked at the two of them, puzzled.

Anfeng laughed and said, “The prince has moved into the master’s courtyard, which is quite inconvenient for us sisters. From now on, I’m afraid only Shuang’er will be able to stay and serve in this courtyard.”

Shuang’er nodded obediently, but a hint of regret flashed in An Yu’s eyes.

She thought she could get closer to Shuang’er, but she had completely forgotten about this.

“Shuang’er will serve the Prince well… and the Eighth Princess as well.”

Shuang’er was happy for her young master. As long as he was happy, he was willing to let him serve as many people as he wanted.

“You just need to serve the prince well. My master doesn’t like servants getting close to her.”

An Yu muttered with a pout, “This little Shuang’er, does he still want to make a move on master?”

Shuang’er raised his head and thought for a moment before saying, “That makes sense. The Eighth Princess naturally has the prince to serve her, while Shuang’er only needs to serve the prince.”

Anfeng glanced at the two people opposite her with amusement. One was anxious but the other was clueless; they were a match made in heaven.