TBTAMN Chapter 126

The Boss Transmigrated Into A Matriarchy Novel (Quick Transmigration ARC 3) Chapter 126(41)

“We don’t know. If you’ve got the guts, then kill us!”
Trained assassins naturally possess a certain amount of perseverance, so Qiao Yun wasn’t surprised by this answer.
“You will naturally die, but if we don’t find out who bribed you to kill my wife, I won’t let you die so easily.”
Dressed in white, Qiao Yun exuded a cold aura, appearing even more indifferent in the firelight. Yet, Nan Jun found Qiao Yun incredibly endearing, captivating her completely.
The two remained silent, clutching their bodies and trembling. Beads of sweat on their foreheads rolled onto the ground, just like the blood spurting from their mouths.
“If that’s the case, then I’ll have no choice but to order my men to dig out your hearts and livers so I can see whether the hearts of these chivalrous assassins are red or black. I suppose neither of you has ever seen your own hearts before? Well then, let’s take a look together!”
After saying that, Qiao Yun stood up and waved to Anfeng and Anyu.
Unsure whether the Wang Jun intended for these two to live or die, the two assassins had yet to receive the answer they sought, and their lives would have to be spared for the time being.
Anfeng was the first to draw her sword and rip open the chest of one of the assassins. The assassin screamed, and Shuang’er immediately covered his eyes in fright.
Qiao Yun touched the assassin twice, then took out a small porcelain bottle from his pocket and poured the white powder inside onto the assassin’s wound. A sour, foul-smelling white fumes rose up, causing everyone to cover their noses.
“You will disappear from this world in six hours, but during those six hours you will watch your own body and internal organs slowly disappear. Consider this my reward for your loyalty.”

“No…don’t…”

The assassin opened her toothless mouth and spat out a lot of blood.

“Then tell me who’s behind this, and I’ll give you a quick death right away!”

Qiao Yun’s voice suddenly turned cold, and the sleeves he swung emanated a chill.

“Speak… I’ll speak… It’s… it’s the young master living in the Eighth Princess’s mansion… who wants… who wants to take the Wang Jun’s life… um…”

The assassin lay on the ground writhing in agony, her words barely audible, but Qiao Yun still managed to hear them clearly.

“Did Lian Qing bribe you? You came here tonight not to kill the Eighth Princess, but to kill me?”

Qiao Yun never expected that Lian Qing would want his life. He asked himself if he had ever wronged Lian Qing in the slightest. It was all Lian Qing’s doing behind his back. He hadn’t even gone to cause trouble for Lian Qing yet, and that person wanted him dead!

Everyone found it hard to believe. Wasn’t Lian Qing the savior of the Eighth Princess? Why would he send someone to assassinate the Wang Jun?

However, Anfeng and Anyu saw things clearly. Lian Qing loved but could not have her, so he vented his resentment on the Wang Jun.

Another assassin, her hands trembling, pulled a bag of silver from her pocket and threw it at Qiao Yun’s feet. An Feng stepped forward and picked it up; inside were silver notes bearing the mark of the Eighth Princess’s Mansion.

Thus, the crowd believed the assassin’s words to a great extent.

“What a vicious Lian Qing!”

Nan Jun, who was sitting in the chair, finally stood up. She had somehow gotten two stones in her hand and threw them straight at the two assassins’ foreheads.

Before they could even cry out in pain, the two of them died.

Qiao Yun rushed over to support Nan Jun, gently patting her back to comfort her, “Don’t get angry, you just lost a lot of blood.”

“Yun’er, he wants you dead!”

How could Nan Jun not be furious that someone wanted Qiao Yun dead?

“It’s better than someone wanting to kill you…”

These were Qiao Yun’s true feelings. He would rather these assassins were there to take his life than have Nan Jun be in any danger.

“Carry this assassin’s body to Lian Qing’s courtyard. I’m going to meet that poisonous man now!”

Nan Jun never imagined that Lian Qing would be so ruthless as to use the money from her Eighth Princess’s Mansion to hire someone to kill her husband, the head of the Eighth Princess’s Mansion.

That’s a brilliant plan!

She shouldn’t have kept such a vicious man around. She should have kicked him out of the mansion as soon as she found out he had problems, which would have saved her a lot of trouble.

Nan Jun was filled with regret. At this moment, she could only be thankful that Qiao Yun was alright, otherwise she would never have let that poisonous man go.

Qiao Yun followed Nan Juntoward Lian Qing’s courtyard. He had never seen her so angry before. It seemed that Lian Qing had really crossed Nan Jun’s bottom line this time.

The guards carried the bodies of the two assassins and threw them into Lian Qing’s courtyard, instantly brightening the previously dark space.

When Hongliu came out to look, he screamed and fainted upon seeing the two corpses on the ground.

Lian Qing, dressed in a white undergarment with a light blue cloak draped over it, walked out with his hair down.

Upon seeing the corpse on the ground, he froze for a moment, then immediately covered his mouth in fright.

“What…what’s going on?”

The boy’s trembling voice, tinged with fear, rang in her ears, and a look of disgust flashed across Nan Jun’s eyes.

“I would like to ask Young Master Lian what happened!”

As soon as Nan Jun finished speaking, An Feng threw the assassin’s purse at Lian Qing.

“Sister Jun… no, Eighth Princess, what did Qing’er do wrong? Why would you ask Qing’er such a question?”

“You hired someone to assassinate me, what is your punishment?”

Nan Jun wouldn’t say that he wanted to kill Qiao Yun, after all, assassinating a princess was a crime punishable by the extermination of nine generations of one’s family.

She still harbored some pity for him, but the moment he wanted to take Qiao Yun’s life, Nan Jun could no longer tolerate him.

“No! I don’t even have time to love you enough, how could I possibly want to kill you?”

Lian Qing rushed to Nan Jun’s side, looked at her injured arm, and suddenly shut his mouth.

Lian Qing shifted his gaze from Nan Jun’s arm to Qiao Yun. Seeing that he was unharmed while she was injured, his small face immediately tightened.

He never intended to harm Nan Jun in the slightest; he only wanted Qiao Yun dead.

“But if you want to kill my Wang Jun, then you are trying to destroy my heart. Lian Qing, I originally didn’t want to hold it against you for impersonating my savior, but since you insist on courting death, don’t blame me for not tolerating you!”

Nan Junnraised her hand and shoved Lian Qing away. Lian Qing swayed and fell to the ground, his cloak falling to the side, revealing his thin body to everyone.

A hint of reluctance flashed in Qiao Yun’s eyes. After all, he was someone he had grown up with since childhood, and Lian Qing was his junior brother from the same sect. He had never thought of letting him die in front of him.

“Sister Jun, did you really never like Lian Qing at all?”

Lian Qing disregarded everything else and crawled to Nan Jun’s feet, choking back tears, “Sister Jun, have you forgotten how Lian Qing took care of you in Liu Family Village…?”

Lian Qing served water, cooked meals, brewed medicine, and made soup. She stayed by the stove every day, never daring to leave for a moment. Doesn’t Sister Jun remember all of this?

Even if Sister Jundoesn’t remember these things, don’t you remember what you said when you led Lian Qing out of Liujia Village?

You said you’d take care of Lian Qing for the rest of your life and treat him well!