TBTAMN Chapter 64

The Boss Transmigrated into A Matriarchy Novel [Quick Transmigration ARC 2] Chapter 64 (10)

 

At this time, Qiao Ze had long forgotten the rumors in the market. This person was clearly far from the cold-faced Yama that everyone said. How could he look like a Rakshasa?

 

A bunch of Ignorant people who are always talking nonsense!

 

Qiao Ze couldn’t help but secretly curse those who slandered Nanjun. No matter how cold-hearted such a woman is, she can easily make people fall in love.

 

Nan Jun passed the father and son, took Qiao Yun’s hand and walked in.

 

This was also Wang’s first time seeing Nan Jun. He didn’t expect the cold-faced Yama in the rumors to have such a good looking appearance, and he couldn’t help but start to worry.

 

Qiao Ze’s eyes were fixed on the intertwined hands, the hands hidden in the sleeves were tightly clenched together, and the jealousy in his eyes wanted to annihilate Qiao Yun.

 

How could this little hoof be so lucky? To be able to win the favor of Her Royal Highness the Regent!

 

After pulling Qiao Yun to sit at the table, Nan Jun looked at the father and son kneeling on the ground.

 

“Are you Mrs. Qiao’s new husband?”

 

Although it was a question, the tone clearly confirmed the identity of the person in front of her.

 

Wang’s hand clasped on the ground was startled, a hint of unwillingness flashed in his eyes, but he still leaned forward and responded: “Yes.”

 

What he hates the most is Qiao Yun’s father. If it weren’t for that short-lived ghost, how could he become a second husband?

 

“This king thinks that Qiao Xiang is upright and honest, which makes this king’s lord live in such a dilapidated courtyard, wearing washed and white clothes, but seeing how beautiful you father and son are, this king thinks highly of Qiao Huaren!”

 

Nan Jun’s voice became colder and colder, and Qiao Yun who was on the side couldn’t help trembling with fright.

 

Clenching that cold little hand, Nan Jun squeezed it comfortingly.

 

“Her Royal Highness the Regent, my wife-lord has been loyal to the Holy One all her life, and I will never dare to violate the Holy Will!”

 

Wang was so frightened that her face turned pale, and she knelt on the ground and kept kowtowing to Nanjun, begging for mercy.

 

As long as Nan Jun said a word, the entire Qiao family would suffer.

 

No matter how much Wang dislikes Qiao Yun, he still cares about Qiao Huaren.

 

If his wife’s official career was affected due to his own reasons, Wang would rather be the one who died.

 

“Daddy…”

 

Qiao Ze stepped forward on his knees and pulled Wang’s arm with red eyes.

 

Qiao Yun pursed his lips and looked at Wang’s appearance, thinking of how hard it was for his own mother, he couldn’t help getting up, wanting to kneel down and beg for mercy.

 

Unexpectedly, Nanjun pulled him up, frowning, eyes full of displeasure.

 

How could he still kneel to her when they were already a wife and husband?

 

“Your Highness, Mother has never done anything to offend the Holy Majesty, please…”

 

Qiao Yun hurriedly explained, but was glared back by Nan Jun.

 

“What are you calling me for?”

 

Raising his wet eyes to look at the woman, Qiao Yun bit his lip and whispered: “Jun…Sister Jun…”

 

Most of Nan Jun’s anger dissipated, and she pulled Qiao Yun’s body to let him sit beside her.

 

But she was secretly cursing this little fool. It was good for him to vent his anger on his own, but he actually begged for mercy on their behalf.

 

With red eyes, Qiao Ze hugged Mr. Wang with red forehead, and bit his lips tightly. Hearing Qiao Yun’s sweet voice calling that person “Sister Jun”, he wished he could go up and tear his mouth open.

 

“Sister Jun, Mother, she didn’t do anything to offend the Holy One and the people…”

 

Qiao Yun’s eyes were flushed with anxiety, making Nan Jun’s heart ache for a while.

 

“Okay, whatever you say is what it is.”

 

Everyone never expected that Her Royal Highness the Regent, who had always been ruthless, would say such words.

 

Wang wiped away his tears, feeling grateful to Qiao Yun for the first time in his heart.

 

No matter what, if he is willing to save the Qiao family, it will not be in vain for the Qiao family’s kindness to him in nurturing him over the years.

 

Qiao Yun’s ears turned red, he never expected that person to say that in front of everyone.

 

“A Xue, I’m hungry.”

 

A Xue, who was standing behind them, was still covering his mouth and snickering. When he heard Nan Jun calling him, he hurriedly trotted out the door.

 

While running, he shouted: “Your Highness, please wait a moment, Axue will cook for you right now.”

 

Wang, who was kneeling on the ground, hurriedly flattered: “Your Highness the Regent, you should go to the hall to eat! I will tell the housekeeper to prepare…

 

Nan Jun snorted disdainfully: “The prince of this hall has been here for so many years, can this hall eat?”

 

“That’s not what I meant…”

 

Wang hurriedly bowed his head and said.

 

Qiao Ze’s knees hurt from kneeling at this moment, but Nan Jun didn’t let them get up, and he didn’t dare to move.

 

In his heart, he secretly scolded Qiao Yun for avenging his personal revenge, and he didn’t know how to ask for grace in front of the regent for them father and son.

 

“Before my prince marries into the regent’s palace, I don’t want to see him being wronged again. In the future, anyone who shouldn’t come to this courtyard should not come here!”

 

“Yes.”

 

Wang’s body trembled in response.

 

It is said that the regent is moody, even the wife-lord dare not speak loudly in front of her, how dare a man of the Wang family go against her will.

 

“Then why don’t you leave? Waiting for the king to send you out personally?”

 

Nan Jun’s voice became a little colder, Wang hurriedly got up from the ground, saluted Nan Jun, and then dragged Qiao Ze away in a hurry.

 

On the other hand, Qiao Ze was focused on Nan Jun, and before leaving, he didn’t forget to look back at that person a few more times.

 

Qiao Ze suddenly didn’t want to marry the third princess to be the king, he fell in love with that woman!

 

Mr. Wang pulled Qiao Ze with hatred, did this child want to kill him? Dare to stare at that person.

 

Qiao Ze was reluctantly dragged out of Qiao Yun’s courtyard by Wang, not forgetting to order the servant to close the courtyard door.

 

There were only three people left in the courtyard: A Xue, who was cooking in the kitchen, and Qiao Yun, who was affectionate in the house, and Nan Jun. Unexpectedly, when Nan Jun shouted outside, a strange woman’s voice came, which scared Qiao Yun.

 

“Dark book, go to Zhuangyuan Building to ask for some food. Come back quickly.”

 

“Yes.”

 

Qiao Yun’s small body couldn’t help shrinking back, causing Nan Jun to chuckle.

 

It’s okay if she doesn’t smile, but this smile stunned the blushing Qiao Yun.

 

Is there really such a beautiful woman in the world? Even if it is carved by the hands of a god, I am afraid that it will not be able to carve such a beautiful face!

 

“Does it look good?”

 

“Um.”

 

Hearing the woman’s laughter, Qiao Yun realized that he had said something stupid, and hurriedly turned around with red ears.

 

“That voice just now was…”

 

Qiao Yun saw Nan Jun entering his yard alone, and didn’t know there was other woman, so he couldn’t help asking curiously.

 

“It’s a secret guard.”

 

Nan Jun didn’t hide it from him, this man had never been out of Qiao’s mansion since he was a child, and he knew very little about the outside world.

 

But Qiao Yun had only read about the royal secret guards in the book, and it was mentioned in the book very vaguely, and he didn’t know much about it.

 

Now when he saw the real secret guard, he couldn’t help opening his mouth in shock.

 

“Don’t worry, Wu Zhao and the others won’t randomly appear in your yard.”

 

The men here attach great importance to their reputation. As an unmarried man, Qiao Yun cannot see those foreign girls.

 

In fact, in the situation just now, Qiao Ze should have avoided it, and he didn’t have to spread it to ruin the innocence of the man.