Chapter 33： favorite lotus

"Nonsense! Your queen mother has been magnanimous all her life, how could she provoke any enemies?"

Emperor Changping wished to kick his daughter a little bit, but she actually thought that her mother and father had left her an enemy?

"It's you! In the past, you didn't do business all day long, playing with cats and dogs. I don't know if you got into some kind of debt outside?"

Shangguan Xi glared at Nan Min angrily, but he was not willing to really reprimand her.

Nan Jun felt guilty for a while, this is really uncertain.

After all, the previous Nanjun was not a fuel-efficient lamp, maybe he caused some trouble outside!

"Father, since you are worried about Yun'er, why don't you go and see him with your daughter! Nianyun has been raised very well, he is a soft ball, not to mention how cute he is."

Nan Jun saw that Shangguan Xi cared about Qiao Yun, and said deliberately.

"Nianyun?"

Shangguan Xi felt a little itchy after being told by Nan Jun, but he still didn't mess around with her.

"Yes! Your eldest grandson, my daughter named him Nianyun, and my daughter always remembers their father and son."

"Nan Nianyun, it's an elegant name."

As soon as he mentioned his little grandson, Shangguan Xi's brows and eyes softened a little.

It's just that there were too many eyes staring at him, Shangguan Xi didn't dare to risk the child.

"That's all! Let's talk about the rest after you find out the truth!"

Suddenly, Nan Jun couldn't understand his father again. He didn't hate Qiao Yun and the child, but he didn't mention the matter of letting them go back home. Why?

Nan Jun also knew how to measure, and if Shangguan Xi didn't mention it, she would no longer be obsessed with it.

At any rate, I no longer have to hide from my father to see Qiao Yun, which is always something to be happy about.

Knowing that Nan Jun was worried about Qiao Yun, Shangguan Xi didn't ask Nan Jun to have a meal with her, but said that he was tired, so he left the study first.

Nan Jun changed into the court clothes neatly, without even having time to drink his saliva, he climbed over the wall and went to Qiao Yun's courtyard.

Qiao Yun, who was reading with Nan Nianyun in his arms, saw Nan Jun when he looked up, a flash of joy flashed in his eyes, and Qiao Yun hurriedly stood up with the child in his arms.

"Nianyun is still so young, how can he understand?"

Nan Jun chuckled lightly, reaching out and hugging the child.

"If you have nothing to do, read it to Nianyun several times. When he is older, he will always learn faster than others."

Qiao Yun didn't expect his son to have great attainments in poetry and books, but as the eldest son of the Pingnan Palace, it wouldn't be too bad to lose the face of the Pingnan Palace.

"Nianyun is a boy, so he doesn't need to be so tired. As long as he is happy, he can do whatever he wants. Is my eldest son of Pingnan Palace afraid that he won't be able to find a good wife in the future?"

Nan Jun teased the child in his arms, and said casually.

"It is precisely because Nianyun is the eldest son of the Pingnan Palace that he must not neglect himself. He will set an example for his younger siblings in the future."

While talking, Qiao Yun's voice suddenly dropped.

younger siblings?

I don't know if he is lucky enough to give Nian Yun a few more siblings.

If Nanjun married another son, then Nianyun would have changed from a concubine to a concubine, so how could he be a role model for others?

"Our Nianyun is the best brother..."

Nan Jun didn't notice Qiao Yun's strangeness, he only cared about making the little guy in his arms happy.

Looking at Nan Jun's appearance, Qiao Yun felt sore and astringent in his heart.

If this continues, he is afraid that he will never be able to let go.

Today's Nanjun really makes him reluctant.

No matter how extraordinary people are, they will always have selfishness, and Qiao Yun's selfishness is Nan Jun and Nan Nianyun.

Staring at the jade pendant on Nan Jun's waist, Qiao Yun couldn't help but said, "Sister Jun, Yun'er weaves a tassel for you!"

Nan Jun nodded as if flattered, and hurriedly said: "Okay!"

Thinking of a small incident in the book, Nan Jun continued, "Yun'er, embroider a purse for me again!"

The purse was a promise, at the beginning they separated because of Lin Yaner's purse, now Nan Jun has the cheek to ask for another one, just to tell Qiao Yun that she wants to reunite with him.

It just depends on whether Qiao Yun will give her this chance.

Qiao Yun tightened his hand holding the basket, pursed his lips and said, "Okay!"

He wanted to give Nan Jun a chance, and also give himself a chance.

Nan Jun was so happy that he even forgot to eat his lunch.

Qiao Yun is very ingenious, and he braided the tassels for Nan Jun in just a short while.

After Nan Nianyun was coaxed to sleep by Nan Jun, Nan Jun kept staring at Qiao Yun making a purse.

Picking up a pink thread, Qiao Yun suddenly stopped.

"What kind of flower would Sister Jun want to embroider?"

Before, Qiao Yun embroidered lotus for Nanjun, but after Nanjun said he liked Lin Yaner's mandarin ducks, Qiao Yun never embroidered lotus again.

"Out of the mud but not stained, clean ripples but not demonic. I like the lotus embroidered by Yun'er the most, so let's embroider lotus!"

Nan Jun understood that Qiao Yun liked lotus the most, and his temperament was as noble as a lotus.

Since she wanted to wear the purse he embroidered, she wanted to embroider his favorite flowers.

"it is good."

Qiao Yun's brows and eyes seemed to relax because of Nan Jun's words, and the movements of his subordinates also moved a little faster.

Nan Jun secretly rejoiced, this little man is probably slowly accepting himself.

After all, he is a simple child, and he is so easy to coax!

"It's not in a hurry to use it, you just do it slowly, don't get tired."

Nan Jun didn't know how long it would take to embroider a purse, but judging by his speed, it might not be easy.

"Um."

Qiao Yun agreed with his lips, but his hands didn't stop.

"It is not allowed to light embroidery after dark, it will hurt your eyes."

There was no way to deal with him, Nan Jun had no choice but to settle for the next best thing.

Thinking that he has nothing to do during the day, it would be good if he embroidered a purse to pass the time.

But you shouldn't stay up late at night, and it's not a heavy job.

Nan Jun took out a blue handkerchief from Qiao Yun's basket, which smelled as good as Qiao Yun's, and there was a small cluster of green bamboo embroidered in the corner.

Nan Jun rubbed it in his hand, wanting to ask Qiao Yun for it.

Unexpectedly, when Qiao Yun raised his head and saw the handkerchief in Nan Jun's hand, he was stunned, and a needle stuck into his finger.

"what!"

"Oops! Bleeding..."

Nan Jun threw down the handkerchief in his hand and went to look at Qiao Yun's finger, a drop of bright red blood gradually grew bigger.

Qiao Yun didn't say anything, but Nan Jun smacked his lips in distress.

If it wasn't for the fear of offending the beautiful woman, Nan Jun would also want to follow the example of those lovers in TV dramas and put the injured finger in his mouth.

"It's okay, it doesn't hurt."

Qiao Yun wanted to withdraw his finger, but Nan Jun didn't allow him to move.

He took out a snow-white veil from his bosom to wipe off the blood stains on Qiao Yun's fingers, and Nan Jun took out some ointment to apply on him.

Qiao Yun stared at the veil stained with his own blood for a long time, except for a few red plums, there was only a "South" character in the corner on it.

This time, he saw it for real.

For some reason, the pain at the fingertips miraculously disappeared, leaving only a secret joy and relief.