Chapter 88： you remember

Lian Qing's cheeks flushed, but she didn't avoid the warm hand, and nodded slightly.

As if being scalded by the redness on the man's forehead, Nan Jun withdrew his hand violently, but his eyes couldn't leave that spot for a moment.

For some reason, Nan Jun only felt that red color was very familiar, as if he had seen it somewhere before, but he couldn't remember it for a while.

"Lianqing..."

"Yeah." The man answered softly with his eyes downcast, his long eyelashes flickering, scratching Nan Jun's heart itchy.

"I'm going to trouble you for a while, now that I'm well, would you like to come back to Beijing with me?"

Since the little fairy said that she should take good care of her savior, she couldn't leave him here alone. Although the mountain is clean, life is hard.

As for the future, just let nature take its course.

Lianqing was shocked in her heart, and the joy on her face could not be concealed.

Seeing that he didn't refuse, a smile appeared on the corner of Nan Jun's mouth, which only blushed the little man's face.

"Then you pack up your important things today, and we'll set off tomorrow."

Afraid that Lianqing had something that he couldn't let go of, Nan Jun decided to leave a day later.

Lian Qing was startled, nodded slightly, but thought in his heart, what is there to clean up here, even the clothes are not his.

But because of Nanjun's presence, Lian Qing didn't dare to show anything.

In order not to be suspected by Nan Jun, Lian Qing had no choice but to go to the field where the medicinal materials were grown in the yard, shovel a few rare medicinal materials in Beijing and pack them up.

"If you want to come back in the future, you can do it anytime."

Nan Jun only thought that he was reluctant to part with his little family, so he comforted him.

Unexpectedly, the man hurriedly shook his head, and shyly said something that almost made Nan Jun's jaw drop.

"Where is Sister Jun, that's Lian Qing's home."

Lian Qing had been looking forward to this call from Sister Ji for many years.

When she was young, she watched Nan Jun play with Qiao Yun, and when she pulled his sleeve and begged him to call her sister, Lian Qing was very envious.

Now, he can finally call her elder sister.

What Lian Qing didn't know was that Qiao Yun hadn't called Nan Jun like this for many years.

Nan Jun and Qiao Yun were childhood sweethearts who grew up together until Nan Jun was six years old when his father passed away.

When Du Guijun died of illness, there were rumors that it was the Queen's fault, and Qiao Yun was the Queen's nephew, so Nan Jun put all his hatred for the Queen on Qiao's family.

Since then, Nanjun has never seen Qiao Yun again. The elder sister who had promised him to marry him as a king suddenly regarded him as an enemy. Qiao Yun felt really uncomfortable.

The two people who were so close when they were young rarely saw each other again. No matter how hard Qiao Yun tried, Nan Jun never looked at him again.

For this reason, Qiao Yun left home to study medicine when he was less than six years old. He wanted to prove that Du Guijun's death had nothing to do with his uncle. But he didn't want to believe him anymore.

It's impossible to say who is right and who is wrong between the two of them. The royal family is not a pool of clear water, it can only be said that good luck tricks people.

"Ahem..." Nan Jun coughed lightly and said uncomfortably, "I will take good care of you in the future."

In order to repay this life-saving grace, Nan Jun will not treat him badly.

It's just that the child's words sounded a little ambiguous. Could it be that he misunderstood something?

Lian Qing pursed her lips, and suddenly remembered what Nan Jun said before, she said back to Beijing?

It's really beautiful and misleading, why did he react now?

The fingers hidden in the sleeves were clenched tightly, and he boldly looked at Nan Jun.

"Sister Jun...you...are you reminded of something?"

Lian Qing thought, she had obviously tampered with her medicine, so she shouldn't remember the past, right?

Nan Jun shook her head indifferently, she was very curious about her past, but she didn't have to have that memory.

If she is destined to start over, she doesn't mind having a new life.

Only then did Lian Qing feel relieved, followed by the drooping little head and the triumphant smile at the corner of his mouth.

Naturally, Nan Jun couldn't figure out what was going on in the man's family, she could only see the redness on his forehead, for some reason, every time she saw this, her heart would be unbearable.

Nan Jun was secretly worried, because she had been taken care of for so long, she might have other thoughts about the little boy, right?

But this life-saving grace, promised by body, shouldn't it be a man?

Gently shaking his head, Nan Jun put those unrealistic thoughts aside.

She doesn't even know who is going to kill her now, so how can she still have the energy to take care of those children's love?

Unconsciously, he touched the jade pendant around his waist, and there was a big "Nan" character on it, showing the dignity of this person.

"I can't remember many things, but I can still find my home."

Nan Jun curled his lips into a smile, and gently shook the jade pendant in his hand, along with the golden purse hanging beside the jade pendant.

There were some pieces of silver in the purse, and some large bank notes, all of which had the royal seal, plus that half-truth dream and what the little fairy said in the dream, as well as the scars all over his body, Nan Jun felt that No matter how stupid he is, he can still guess that he lives in the capital!

With such a serious injury, it was either a vendetta or a struggle for imperial power, probably so.

Lian Qing stepped forward lightly, staring at the purse on Nan Jun's waist without blinking, he was very familiar with the embroidery worker.

"Even Qing can find Sister Jun's home."

Lian Qing would not hide the fact that Nan Jun knew her a long time ago, after all, once he entered the capital, he would not be able to hide this matter.

Although Lian Qing was not favored in the Lian family, once he stood beside Nan Jun, countless pairs of eyes would stare at him. Even if he didn't say anything, others would talk about it.

At that time, Nan Jun learned from other people that they had known each other for a long time, so it would be better if he confessed on his own initiative.

Nan Jun was taken aback for a moment, then looked at Lian Qing puzzled.

"We... knew each other before?"

Presumably, he must have known each other, otherwise, how could he call her sister Jie so affectionately?

Lian Qinghong nodded with her ears tipped, and said softly: "Sister Jun has a noble status, who in the whole southern country doesn't know the most favored eighth princess?"

Lian Qing vividly expressed a man's admiration for a woman. If Nan Jun couldn't see what this child was thinking, then she would be a fool.

But from this point of view, it is not known whether he saved himself on purpose or a coincidence.

Lian Qing only looked down shyly, but could not see the doubt and disappointment in Nan Jun's eyes.

Nan Jun didn't say any more, just looked around the small farmyard where he lived for several months.

The layout in this yard is simple, but there are a lot of medicinal herbs. It seems that Lianqing really likes to study medicine!

The news of the Eighth Prince's daughter's return to the capital had already spread when Nanjun first arrived at the gate of the city. The general who guarded the gate often walked in the capital, so he certainly knew the Eighth Prince's daughter Nanjun.