TBTAMN Chapter 98

The Boss Transmigrated Into A Matriarchy Novel (Quick Transmigration ARC 3) Chapter 98(13)

The wedding procession went around the capital and brought the newlyweds back to the Eighth Princess’s Palace. The Emperor brought the Queen to personally attend their wedding, which was enough to show the Emperor’s fondness for Nan Jun.

 

Since Nan Jun was the youngest of the emperor’s daughters, the task of accompanying the emperor to drink was naturally given to her older sisters.

 

Perhaps because Nan Jun was marrying her own cousin, Her Royal Highness the Crown Princess was extremely enthusiastic and blocked a lot of wine for Nan Jun.

 

The emperor was unhappy when she saw that Nan Jun had no intention of entering the bridal chamber and was instead drinking one cup after another with everyone else.

 

“Old Seven…”

 

The emperor waved to the Seventh Princess, who immediately leaned over to her.

 

After a short while, Nan Jun was pushed into the bridal chamber by several young ladies from aristocratic families led by the Seventh Princess.

 

“Eighth Imperial Sister, every moment is worth a thousand gold coins, stop drinking too much…”

 

After saying this, without waiting for Nan Jun to protest, the others went to the front yard to drink, laughing and joking.

 

The young master of the Qiao family is not someone you can easily mess with. No one dares to disturb his bridal chamber!

 

Besides, the emperor is waiting ahead. Who dares to delay the good things of the emperor’s precious daughter?

 

Nan Jun, smelling of alcohol, approached the man sitting on the bed hesitantly.

 

“All of you, leave!”

 

She waved to the servants beside her, signaling them to go out.

 

Nan Jun had no intention of doing anything to this young groom, so she didn’t need to abide by those troublesome rules.

 

Hearing the familiar voice slowly approaching, Qiao Yun couldn’t help but stiffen his body, his little hands twisted together helplessly, he bit his lower lip tightly, and tried hard to control his breathing.

 

Sister Jun, she…should be very gentle, right?

 

Thinking of the private words his father said to him last night, Qiao Yun couldn’t help but blush.

 

But when he thought that the woman who was going to be close to him was his most beloved, Qiao Yun couldn’t help but feel more expectant.

 

Apart from Nan Jun’s gentle footsteps, the only sounds in the room were Qiao Yun’s slightly nervous breathing.

 

Nan Jun sat at the table, looking at the man sitting on the bright red wedding bed, but made no move to go forward and lift the veil.

 

Picking up the teapot and pouring a cup of hot tea, stroking the fine porcelain glaze, Nan Jun didn’t know how to start.

 

Nan Jun’s pair of snow-white hands placed on the bright red wedding dress looked even more radiant, causing Nan Jun to turn her face away.

 

As expected, after drinking a few too many glasses, I started to feel distracted.

 

Nan Jun shook her head violently. She knew that a man’s chastity was very important. If she didn’t truly like him, she would never touch him.

 

After drinking the tea in the cup in one gulp, Nan Jun felt a little more sober.

 

Looking at the pair of twisted hands, Nan Jun somehow poured another cup of tea and stuffed it into the hands.

 

“Thank you… thank you…”

 

Qiao Yun was so nervous that he couldn’t even speak clearly, let alone say anything else.

 

The man’s voice was trembling a little. Nan Jun felt it was familiar, but she couldn’t remember where she had heard it before.

 

“You are welcome.”

 

After pursing her lips, Nan Jun finally spoke with difficulty.

 

“Well… I know your family’s affairs. The Queen Mother arranged the marriage hastily. I think you understand the reason…”

 

Qiao Yun tightened his grip on the teacup and prickled up his ears to listen to her carefully.

 

Nan Jun gritted her teeth and said directly: “After an assassination, I no longer remember the past, and I naturally no longer remember you. Even though I have married you now, I will not touch you. I already have someone I like. In the future…if you have someone you like, I will divorce you and explain it to you. For now, you just live in the mansion. We are just nominal husband and wife. In the future, we will each marry and have nothing to do with each other.”

 

Nan Jun seemed to have used up all her courage to say these words, and without waiting for Qiao Yun to speak, she ran out of the bridal chamber as if escaping.

 

The cup in Qiao Yun’s hand had shattered into pieces at some point, and the hot water inside was all over him, but he seemed not to feel it at all. The broken pieces of the cup cut his fair fingers, causing blood to flow, but he did not move at all.

 

The words “I already have someone I like” directly sent Qiao Yun from heaven to hell. The marriage he had been looking forward to for so long ended up with that person saying – “We will marry each and have nothing to do with each other.”

 

It turned out that she had been too sentimental all this time. She wore the purse not because she had him in her heart, but because she remembered nothing.

 

She agreed to marry him, not because she liked him, but because she wanted to save him from the Qiao family and couldn’t bear to see him mourning for the old lady for three years.

 

She said she didn’t remember the past, nor did she remember him…

 

Instead of receiving the love from his wife, Qiao Yun encountered this heartbreaking truth, which made him feel suffocated.

 

Qiao Yun leaned forward, covering his chest with his bloodied hands. There was a fishy-sweet taste in his throat, but he held it back and didn’t spit it out.

 

This is their wedding room and he doesn’t want to dirty it.

 

The bright red rolled down the corners of the mouth, along with the bitter tears on the person’s face.

 

There was no need for anyone to take off the bridal veil on his head. It fell to Qiao Yun’s feet on its own as it lay on the owner’s weak body.

 

Qiao Yun leaned over, his blood-stained hands tightly grasping the handkerchief. He felt that his heart had already followed that man at that moment.

 

Even though Nan Jun hated the Qiao family and ignored Qiao Yun in the past years, Qiao Yun knew that there had never been a man by her side.

 

Because of this, Qiao Yun has never given up this relationship.

 

Now, she actually told him in person that she had someone she liked. This was going to kill him!

 

Although Nan Jun left in a hurry, she still alarmed Shuang’er, who was guarding the yard.

 

Shuang’er looked in the direction Nan Jun left in confusion, her mind full of doubts.

 

On this happy day, the Eighth Princess is not staying in the bridal chamber with his master. Where is she going?

 

It wasn’t until he heard the sound of something falling inside that Shuang’er hurried over.

 

“Young master, young master…what’s wrong with you?”

 

Shuang’er ran over with red eyes and helped up Qiao Yun who had fainted on the ground. Looking at his young master’s extremely pale face and blood-stains all over his body, Shuang’er felt worried and distressed.

 

In this world, there is only one person who can harm the young master like this, and that is the eighth princess Nan Jun.

 

But Shuang’er didn’t understand, since the Eighth Princess agreed to this marriage, why did she hurt the young master so badly on the wedding night?

 

Is she taking revenge on the Qiao family in this way?

 

Did the Eighth Princess forget that the Young Master is her favorite person? How could she hurt him like this?

 

Shuang’er bandaged Qiao Yun’s hand while crying, then took off his clothes and carefully checked his body. He was relieved when he saw that there were no wounds on his body.

 

Afraid that Qiao Yun would hurt himself again, Shuang’er hurriedly cleaned up the broken pieces of the teacup on the ground. Then, with red eyes, he went to get some hot water, cleaned up for Qiao Yun, and wiped away the tears on his face and the blood from the corners of his mouth.