Chapter 94： Suspect

"Shuang'er pays respects to the Eighth Prince." Shuang'er blessed Fu's body to the south and said, "My lord is worried about your health, my lord, so I specially made this soup for you, and I ordered my servant to bring it over early in the morning."

Nan Jun raised his eyebrows, stared at Shuang'er for a moment, and then nodded.

"Let's put it there first! Thank you son for this king."

"But the young master said that there is Houttuynia cordata in this soup, you should drink it while it is hot, and it will lose its taste when it gets cold."

Shuang'er bravely explained according to her young master's instructions.

In fact, after saying these words, Shuang'er was also beating drums in her heart.

If the Eighth Prince still hates the Qiao family, she might drive him out.

But if this is the case, then there is no need for his young master to marry.

Thinking of his son, Shuang'er also went all out, so he should first find out for his son.

The little guy had an expectant look on his face, and Nan Jun couldn't help his master's wishes in front of him, so he nodded.

Shuang'er was overjoyed, and hurriedly picked up the food box, and the butler brought out the bowl from inside, and personally handed it to Nan Jun.

Just practiced sword all morning, Nan Jun's mouth felt dry, and he drank it in one gulp after taking the bowl of steaming soup.

Shuang'er's eyes flashed with indescribable joy, he was happy for his young master, the current Eighth Prince's daughter is like his general who dotes on his lord!

Before Nanjun handed the bowl to the waiter, he had already run away.

Nan Jun shook his head helplessly, and said with a smile, "Why doesn't this kid even want a bowl?"

The housekeeper also chuckled, and she was also happy that Wang Jun would miss his master everywhere in the future.

It was only now that Zi Nanjun tasted the medicine in the soup, and the feeling was somewhat similar to the medicine he drank when he just woke up.

Qiao Yun was afraid that the medicine would be too bitter, so he mixed some licorice into it when dispensing the medicine, but it was not clearly stated in the prescription, so Lian Qing didn't know about it.

But Nan Jun drank the medicine and didn't think about it before. Now that he drank Lian Qing's new prescription, he realized the difference.

I thought it was due to the different illnesses and the different medicines prescribed, but the bowl of soup today made Nanjun feel the taste of Liujia Village again.

Accidentally glanced at the white porcelain bowl in his hand, the few green bamboos at the base of the bowl startled Nan Jun, this bowl...isn't it the one she used in Liu's Village?

Could it be that Lian Qing and the young master of the Qiao family bought the same set of bowls?

Or is it that the bowls in the whole southern country are exactly the same?

Nan Jun withdrew his hand holding the bowl, turned and went back to his yard.

For some reason, she always felt that it was too coincidental.

After Shuang'er left the Eighth Prince's Mansion, she bared her little white teeth and went back to the General's Mansion.

Qiao Yun was sitting in the room waiting, restless.

He intentionally boiled pigeon soup with the same flavor and ordered Shuang'er to send it to Nan Jun. If she drank it, she should be able to guess what she wanted, right?

If Qiao Yun knew that Nan Jun hadn't remembered him, he might not be able to sit still.

"My lord, my lord, I drank it... the Eighth Prince's daughter didn't leave a single drop... she drank all the soup you made!"

Shuang'er trotted in and shouted out of breath.

Qiao Yun was overjoyed, and his brows and eyes softened a bit.

"She...did she say anything?"

"The Eighth Prince, she drank the soup that the young master sent without saying a word, and said, thank you, young master..."

Shuang'er was in a hurry to report back and didn't have time to wait until after Nan Jun to say anything, so she just remembered this sentence.

Qiao Yun lowered his eyes in a little disappointment, his long eyelashes were flickering, making people feel distressed just looking at them.

Did she not want to bring him a word?

After ten years, doesn't she have nothing to say?

After all, he is also her savior, isn't he?

But when he thought of Nanjun drinking the soup he sent without hesitation, he felt a little sweeter in his heart.

The royal family has always been very suspicious, and Nan Jun has always disliked Qiao's family. She never doubted that she would play tricks on the soup, which made Qiao Yun's sinking heart float again.

Thinking about getting married in the future, there will still be a lot of time. If she wants to say something to herself, there will be plenty of opportunities.

"My lord, if you miss the Eighth Prince, why don't you go and see for yourself? I see that the Eighth Prince is not the same now as before!"

For some reason, Shuang'er felt that the Eighth Prince's daughter she met today lacked the fierceness and indifference of the past, and her brows and eyes were warmer.

All of this... Presumably it's because she is going to marry the son!

"But daddy said that the marriage has been settled, so he won't allow me to meet with my elder sister again..."

Qiao Yun's heart was also itchy, why didn't he want to see her, it's just that the ancestors ruled here, he didn't want any unlucky things to happen to their marriage.

"My lord, there is something...I don't know if I should say it or not..."

Shuang'er put down the food box, leaned close to Qiao Yun's ear and said hesitantly.

"In front of me, when have you been detained?"

Qiao Yun tapped Shuang'er's forehead amusedly, eyes full of pampering.

"Today the Eighth Prince saw Nu, as if she was looking at a stranger, she... seems not to recognize Nu..."

Shuang'er is Qiao Yun's personal servant and has been by Qiao Yun's side since childhood.

Qiao Yun and Nan Jun were friends when they were young, and Shuang'er also followed behind them. Speaking of which, Nan Jun should be very familiar with Shuang'er, why is it like looking at a stranger?

"Don't recognize you?"

Qiao Yun suddenly clenched the purse in his hand, thinking carefully about the prescription he had prepared for her before, and felt that it shouldn't be like this!

"Go and get the guard who called me back from Liujia Village that day."

Qiao Yun thought, some things still need to be clarified.

"Yes."

Shuang'er ran out to find someone, but Qiao Yun couldn't sit still any longer.

Throwing down the half-embroidered purse in his hand, Qiao Yun really couldn't figure out why.

If Nanjun suddenly agreed to marry him, he had always been a little skeptical, but now he heard Shuang'er say that again, and he thought of something.

It's no wonder that Qiao Yun didn't know about it. Since he returned to Beijing, he has been serving the sick in the old lady's yard, and has never been out of the mansion. Of course, he didn't know that the eighth princess brought a so-called "savior" with her when she returned to Beijing.

The night is getting dark, and Nan Jun is sitting alone on a chair in the yard watching the moon. These days, some strange pictures always appear in his mind. Nan Jun feels that many confusing things are about to become clear, but there is still a gap Just push it.

With a movement of her ears, Nan Jun straightened her body suddenly, hearing this sound meant that someone had come to spy on her Eighth Prince's Mansion at night.

This gentleman on Liang Shang was a bit too courageous, he stole from someone's house, but he boldly stole it to the palace.

It's just that this royal thing was stolen back, how could she, an ordinary person, dare to use it?

Not to mention other things, just saying that this person can avoid the guards and hidden guards of the Eight Princes' Mansion, his martial arts are extraordinary.

Hearing that voice seemed to be coming towards his own yard, Nan Jun couldn't help but raise the corners of his lips, it seemed that this person was coming towards him!

Nan Jun closed his eyes and fell asleep, feeling the approach of this figure.