Chapter 92： she agreed

Lian Qing hurriedly stepped forward to support Nan Jun, and looked at her worriedly, a flash of panic flashed in his eyes.

At the beginning, he only added a little Wangqingcao to Qiao Yun's prepared medicine, so it shouldn't cause her such pain!

"Sister Yu, are you alright?"

Lian Qing couldn't support Nan Jun's body, if Nan Jun hadn't grabbed the door frame, the two of them would have fallen down together.

Although Nan Jun's head was dizzy, his heart was clear.

Glancing at Lian's thin and small body, Nan Jun had a question in his heart.

Lian Qing is so thin, how did he bring him back to Liujia Village when he was unconscious?

Seeing this, the passing servants hurried over to help, and sent Nan Jun back to the main courtyard.

Anfeng took the imperial decree from Nanjun's hand and put it away, and ordered someone to go to the imperial doctor quickly. After everything was arranged properly, he remembered that the son of the Lian family beside him was not a man with excellent medical skills? My master's life was saved by others!

"Young Master Lian, please take a look for the master first."

Anfeng was very worried, his face was full of anxiety.

Lian Qing clenched her fingers tightly, then moved to Nan Jun's side, and pressed her fingers against her wrist.

Thinking that he would open his eyelids again, Nan Jun purposely endured the pain and turned his face away, but who knew that Lian Qing didn't move after retracting his fingers, Nan Jun was even more puzzled.

Although I can't remember many things, the doctor's "looking", "hearing", "asking" and "cutting" Nanjun is still clear. Why is Lianqing so perfunctory?

Could it be that the whole family treated him badly, and he was unwilling to treat him?

"Master Lian, master, what's wrong with her?"

An Yu was so anxious that he jumped aside, didn't it mean that the master is already well? How could you still faint?

If something happened to the master, she would have no face to live on.

Lian Qing's complexion changed slightly, he blinked, and said: "It's just that the residual poison has not cleared up, and it's been a long journey, which hurts my mind. Take a good care of it for a while, and I'll prescribe some medicine for Sister Yu."

As soon as Lian Qing finished speaking, An Yu hurriedly brought over the paper, ink, brush and inkstone, and the service was very thoughtful.

Lian Qing picked up the pen, closed his eyes and thought about the prescription that Qiao Yun left behind, a few spots of black ink gradually turned into names of medicines, and landed on the snow-white rice paper, he looked a bit like a genius doctor.

Seeing this, An Feng and An Yu hurriedly saluted Lian Qing.

"My subordinates thank Mr. Lian for his great kindness!"

"My lords, you don't need to be too polite, the matter of sister Yu is also Qing'er's matter."

Qiao Yun put away the pen, and his face was a little more happy because of this great gift from An Feng and An Yu.

Now everyone in the Eighth Prince's Mansion regards him as a lifesaver, even the housekeeper and the personal guards around the Eighth Prince's daughter are respectful to him.

At that time, as long as I use some tricks, it will definitely not make his life easier.

Thinking like this, the haze brought by that imperial decree finally dissipated a lot, and even Qing's complexion became much better.

If Qiao Yun sees that his elder sister, who has been in love with him for ten years, does not recognize him, what expression will he have?

Thinking of this, even Qing's brows and eyes stretched, as if he had foreseen Qiao Yun's tragic future.

Anfeng took the prescription and went to get the medicine himself, leaving Anyu to take care of Nanjun, and even Qing naturally stayed by Nanjun's bed every step of the way, which made Anyu very moved.

Although my master has liked Mr. Qiao since he was a child, Mr. Qiao is the queen's nephew after all, isn't he?

If not, even the son is not bad.

But thinking of the imperial decree just received, An Yu withdrew her wild thoughts again.

No matter what, the Holy Majesty has promised Mr. Qiao to his master, so Mr. Qiao will be the master of the Eight Princes' Palace, they dare not resist the order, don't they?

Glancing at Lian Qing's busy figure with some regret, An Yu couldn't help feeling sorry for his master.

Now the master's brain is not very good, so he agreed to this marriage in a daze, and he doesn't know if he will regret what he did today when he thinks about it in the future.

At this moment, Nan Jun, who was in a daze, could not guess what An Yu was thinking. She just felt that the hand taking care of her now was completely different from the one in Liu's Village.

Since leaving Liujia Village, even the good smell of medicine on Qing's body has faded, on the contrary, there is more pungent powdery smell, which makes Nan Jun feel very uncomfortable.

While in a coma, Nan Jun seemed to see a man smiling at her. There was a bright red cinnabar on the man's forehead, which was very beautiful!

At the same time that the imperial decree was sent to the Eight Princes' Mansion, Qiao's Mansion also received the imperial decree from the palace.

Except for the terminally ill old lady, everyone in Qiao's residence came to the door to receive the order.

When Qiao Yun heard that the only son of the Qiao family was going to marry the Eighth Prince's daughter to be the king, Qiao Yun was so shocked that his eyes almost fell out.

"Young Master Qiao, I was so happy that I forgot to accept the order to thank you!"

The aunt who came to deliver the imperial decree couldn't help joking while looking at Qiao Yun who was kneeling there in a daze.

Qiao Yun's face blushed, and she hurriedly knelt down to thank the emperor for her kindness, before accepting the hot imperial edict.

"Congratulations, Mr. Qiao!"

"Auntie Lao, please run."

Qiao Yun was happy in his heart, with two red clouds on his face, he looked very cute.

General Qiao hurriedly ordered someone to seal a large bag of silver and hand it to the aunt who delivered the decree. The old aunt couldn't open her eyes with joy.

This Qiao family is indeed a big spender. Now the Qiao family not only has a queen and a princess, but also has an eighth prince who is most favored by the emperor as a daughter-in-law. It can be said to be extremely powerful.

Qiao Yun was still immersed in the marriage edict, and had long forgotten to say some kind words.

On the contrary, when General Qiao invited his aunt into the mansion for tea and heard that she was about to leave, Qiao Yun took a few steps to follow her.

"Auntie, please wait..."

"What else is there, Young Master Qiao?"

"This edict... has it been sent to the Eighth Prince's Mansion?"

"Yes, the old slave just came from the Eight Princes' Mansion."

"Then...Jun, will the Eighth Prince agree?"

Qiao Yun held the imperial decree tightly in her hand, but she was worried that Nan Min would resist the decree. After all, she always believed that her uncle had harmed her father!

The aunt cracked the creases on her face and smiled, covered her lips and smiled: "Where did Mr. Qiao say that? The emperor specially asked the eighth princess to go to the palace to ask questions before the decree. We, the eighth princess, asked for this marriage. Come here, where is there any reason not to agree? Haha..."

Qiao Yun was overjoyed by his aunt's words, and the stone that had been hanging in his heart finally fell to the ground.

It turned out that she was really willing to accept him.

Presumably she knew that he saved her, so she should still miss some of her childhood friendship in her heart!

Thinking that Nan Jun personally asked the emperor for this marriage, Qiao Yun's heart tightened with joy.

Not far away, General Qiao and the others also heard what the aunt said, and seeing that their son finally got what he wanted, they couldn't help being happy for him.