Chapter 60： stop wishful thinking

A touch of sweetness flashed in Qiao Yun's downcast eyes. Perhaps, the Wangs and his sons helped him by hurting him so much.

No one would have thought that Qiao Yun, who was about to have an accident because he lost his innocence, would become the regent prince by a blessing in disguise, and he would be the only favorite for the rest of his life.

Nan Jun left Qiao's house and did not go back to the mansion directly, but went to the palace.

The candlelight in the imperial study room was still on, and Nan Jun secretly felt distressed.

The little emperor is not yet a year old, and she has to bear a burden that she shouldn't have to bear at her age.

Shangguan Zhao, who was still seriously correcting the memorial, felt the eyes staring at him, and then put down the pen in his hand.

"elder sister…"

Seeing someone coming, Shangguan Zhao threw himself into Nan Jun's arms after sweeping away the sleepiness just now.

"Why are you still not resting so late?"

Nan Jun hugged the little girl in his arms distressedly, and rubbed her meticulously combed head.

"There are still basic memorials that have not been approved, and Zhao'er can't sleep well."

"There is no rush at this moment, you are growing your body, you have to combine work and rest."

Nan Jun casually took the memorial that Shangguan Zhao had just corrected, and started to read it.

Yu Shangguanzhao said that the extremely troublesome matter was much faster in Nanjun's hands, and the remaining basic memorials were solved by Nanjun in two or three.

"Is there something wrong with my sister entering the palace so late?"

Shangguan Zhao hugged Nan Jun's neck and did not let go. Since the death of the Queen Mother, this elder sister has been the closest person to her.

Nan Jun was ordered by the former emperor to educate the little emperor, and for her sake, Nan Jun didn't care if he was notorious, even though Shangguan Zhao was young, she understood all these things.

Before her death, the Queen Mother told her that the only person in this world she could trust was Nan Jun, and asked her not to doubt the loyalty of the Nan family.

Nan Jun curled his lips into a smile, hugged the little emperor and sat on the back of the chair behind him.

"I want to ask Yun'er to make a decree."

"Sister, please speak."

"Give me Qiao Yun, the son of Qiao Huaren, as the king, and we will get married on the eighth day of next month."

Shangguan Zhao's eyes were round in shock, he climbed Nan Jun's neck and looked at her.

"Sister is getting married?"

Shangguan Zhao is really curious that her cousin, who never likes to talk too much, has a man she likes!

She wished she could call that man into the palace right away, to see who sacredly subdued her cousin made of ice.

He wanted to come to Nanjun to attend Qiao Huaren's birthday banquet at Qiao's house for himself, and it made sense that he fell in love with his son.

"Yes."

Nan Jun nodded seriously.

"Then the son of the Qiao family can be liked by my sister?"

"Won my heart!"

"Zhao'er will draw up an edict for my sister, and guarantee that tomorrow morning someone will go to Qiao's mansion to announce the edict."

Shangguan Zhao jumped off Nan Jun, found out the imperial decree and wrote it, every stroke he made was extremely serious.

The woman next to her was married at the age of thirteen or fourteen. In order to take care of her, her elder sister met such a caring person in her late twenties. Shangguan Zhao was afraid that the man would run away and hurt her elder sister's heart.

Little did they know that her sanctimonious elder sister had already wiped out her family, and she was almost torn apart.

"Sister really didn't hurt you in vain."

Nan Jun looked at the contents of the imperial decree and the jade seal that Shangguan Zhao had seriously stamped, and nodded with satisfaction.

"Go and rest quickly, morning will be early tomorrow."

Putting down the imperial decree in his hand, Nan Jun pulled Shangguan Zhao to stand up.

"Sister, do you want to stay overnight?"

Shangguan Zhao tugged at Nan Jun's sleeve, pleading.

When he was about to refuse, Nan Jun swallowed it again when he saw the little man's expectant eyes.

When I get married in the future, I'm afraid I won't have time to spend with this child anymore!

"Also."

Nan Jun nodded, and Shangguan Zhao jumped on Nan Jun's back happily.

Nan Jun bent down slightly, carried the child on his back and left the imperial study.

It is said that changes are worse than plans, and Nan Jun, who had already prepared everything and waited for the imperial decree to be sent to Qiao's residence, never expected that the little emperor would have a fever in the middle of the night.

After tossing and tossing for a long time before coaxing Shangguan Zhao to sleep, Nan Jun went to the Hall of Supreme Harmony alone.

Even if the emperor is ill, the civil and military affairs of the Manchu Dynasty cannot be left alone, and now only the regent Nan Jun is in charge of the overall situation.

After this time, the imperial decree placed in the imperial study was put on hold for the time being, and Qiao Yun, who had been looking at Qiao's mansion all day, became more and more chilled.

"My lord, it's getting cold, you should go to the house to rest first!"

Ashe watched her young master sitting on the stone bench and waited for a whole day, but the water and rice hadn't come in, she felt extremely uncomfortable.

Young Master, he got up early in the morning and sat here waiting. When the man left yesterday, he said that he would come to see Young Master today, but it was already past dinner time, and there was no sign of that man.

Qiao Yun pursed her pale lips and shook her head slightly.

He didn't dare to go in, he was afraid that the man would not find him when he came.

"Then you should eat something, you've been hungry all day..."

Ashe's eyes were red with anxiety, the young master made him feel distressed.

The door was suddenly pushed open, Qiao Yun excitedly got up and looked, his eyes full of hope became dim again when he saw the person coming.

Qiao Ze held the handkerchief and covered his lips with a chuckle, and walked in swaggeringly with his waist twisted.

"Hey! Didn't my brother know that my brother was coming, so he waited in the yard specially?"

The servant behind Qiao Ze also sneered, they didn't miss Qiao Yun's lonely expression just now.

"What are you doing here?"

Qiao Yun has long been used to Qiao Ze's face, and now that he's here, it must be no good.

"Ouch! My brother is about to marry His Royal Highness the Regent, can't my brother come and congratulate me?"

Qiao Ze gloated on his face. To him, marrying Prince Regent Nan Jun was tantamount to going to die, so Qiao Yun wanted to marry him, and it was too late for him to be happy!

"Since the joy has already been said, please go back!"

Qiao Yun was in a bad mood, and he didn't even want to treat Qiao Ze as perfunctory as before.

"Hmph... my brother is so arrogant! He is so proud that he has not yet become the regent. If he really married into Nanfu, wouldn't my brother come back and take my life?"

Thinking that Qiao Yun would not live long, Qiao Ze was not annoyed by his tone, but instead sat down on the opposite side of Qiao Yun.

"However, I heard that His Royal Highness the Prince Regent has a lot to do, so I don't know if she still remembers that she proposed marriage to her mother yesterday!"

Qiao Ze poked Qiao Yun's heart with words intentionally or unintentionally, and almost applauded.

"what do you mean?"

With a tense face, Qiao Yun glared at Qiao Ze and said coldly.

"My brother is afraid that my brother will be deceived!" Qiao Ze said, not forgetting to look Qiao Yun up and down, and said, "If His Royal Highness the Regent gets married, men all over the world will flock to him, so brother, don't wishful thinking..."

Qiao Yun's hand hidden in his sleeve tightened, his long nails pierced into his flesh, and the disappearing Shou Gongsha seemed to burn his heart.