Chapter 101： I am the husband she is marrying

"What? Wang Jun is injured?"

An Yu would never believe that her master would do something to Mr. Qiao, but she never hits a man!

"No...no." Shuang'er dodged An Yu's gaze, stuffed the food box in her arms into An Yu's hands, and said hastily, "This is the soup my son made for the Eighth Prince himself, so she must drink it. "

After finishing speaking, without waiting for An Yu to say anything else, Shuang'er hurried away and disappeared.

An Yu shook her head with a smile, and returned to Nan Jun's bedroom with the food box in her arms.

"Why did you come back so soon?"

As soon as Nan Jun sat at the table, before he had time to pick up his chopsticks, he saw An Yu walking in with big strides.

Putting the soup in the food box in front of Nan Yu, An Yu said with a bit of ecstasy: "This is the soup that Wang Jun made for you early in the morning. If your subordinates are watching you, you must drink it."

Looking at the bowl of soup with a familiar taste, Nan Jun suddenly fell into deep thought.

"Young Master Qiao...does he know medicine?"

An Feng and An Yu looked at each other with disbelief in their eyes, the young master has been drinking his soup for so long, yet he still doesn't know this?

"Returning to the master, Wang Jun has studied medicine since he was a child, and he was taught by the same school as Mr. Lian."

Nan Jun nodded in understanding, picked up the bowl of soup and drank it down in one gulp.

"master…"

An Yu stared at the empty bowl for a moment, then suddenly said.

"Huh?" Nan Jun raised his eyebrows and looked at An Yu.

"Master, aren't you afraid that Wang Jun will give you medicine in this bowl? You left Wang Jun alone in the empty room last night!"

An Yu is also very dissatisfied with Nan Jun's actions. If this matter gets out, how will Wang Jun meet people in the future?

Nan Jun touched her nose embarrassingly, but she really didn't doubt that Young Master Qiao whom she had never met before!

I don't know if it's because everyone said that Mr. Qiao's love for her is because of her deep trust in that person.

"He will not…"

"Since the master knows Wang Jun's friendship, he shouldn't hurt Wang Jun like this."

After An Yu finished speaking, she picked up the empty bowl, bowed to Nanjun and then backed out.

Nan Jun looked puzzled at the direction An Yu left, and then turned his eyes to An Feng.

An Feng nodded silently, and she also very much agreed with An Yu's words.

Nan Jun lives in Yinfeng Pavilion, Qiao Yun lives in Ting Yuxuan, the two yards are not far away.

An Yu was going to send the food box to Shuang'er first, and then went to find the housekeeper, so she abducted directly to Ting Yuxuan.

Unexpectedly, before he reached the door of Ting Yuxuan, he heard the noise coming from inside.

It turned out that when Shuang'er went to deliver soup to the Eighth Prince, Lian Qing went to Qiao Yun's yard.

Lian Qing didn't close his eyes all night last night. He thought that Nan Jun and Qiao Yun had become a good thing, but Lian Qing was no longer in the mood to have breakfast.

Unexpectedly, before he got up in the morning, he heard the little servant in the yard muttering about the fact that the Eighth Prince did not stay in the new house last night.

Lian Qing was overjoyed, and hurriedly called a little waiter to come in for questioning.

The little attendant was also clever, knowing how the young master of the Lian family thought about the Eighth Prince's daughter, he only picked up nice words to make him happy, and blindly belittled the new prince.

When Lian Qing heard this, his brows were filled with joy, and he hurriedly asked the waiter to dress him up well, and went to listen to Yuxuan showing off his might without even having breakfast.

Lian Qing was secretly happy that the Eighth Prince's daughter didn't like Qiao Yun so much, she was not afraid that she would not have the opportunity to drive him out of the palace in the future.

It's just that they got married yesterday, which made him unhappy all day long, and he had to go to Qiao Yun's place to get back his unhappiness, without letting him see himself clearly.

When Lian Qing came, Qiao Yun was eating, because Shuang'er was not there, Qiao Yun was alone in the big room, looking lonely and pitiful.

But for some reason, Lian Qing just wanted to laugh.

Ha ha…

Qiao Yun, Qiao Yun, I didn't expect you to have today!

The son-in-law of the general's mansion, who was always overpowering him, was thrown away by his wife to guard the vacant room on his wedding night. If he said it, it would make people laugh out loud?

"Hey! Why is senior brother eating here alone? Where's Sister Yi?"

As Lian Qing spoke, he pretended to look forward, as if he was looking for Nan Jun's figure.

Qiao Yun paused with the chopsticks in his hand, and his face showed a bit of displeasure.

He didn't pay attention to Lian Qing at all, but his "Sister Yu" hit Qiao Yun's heart, she had not allowed herself to call her sister "Jie" for many years...

Seeing the white gauze wrapped on Qiao Yun's fingers, Lian Qing covered her lips and let out a loud cry.

"Ah! What's wrong with Senior Brother's hand? Why did you get injured right after entering the palace?"

"Are you here for something?"

Qiao Yun put down his chopsticks and couldn't eat anymore. It was really disgusting for this man to stand here.

He, Qiao Yun, asked himself how well he treated Lian Qing, but this person was always against him. Ever since Lian Qing secretly threw Qiao Yun's letter to Nan Jun into the river when he was thirteen years old, they have never been friends again. "Okay" bro.

Perhaps, they have never had a good time, and all this is just wishful thinking of Qiao Yun!

Qiao Yun never thought that a boy could hide such scheming from such a young age, he really underestimated him.

"Qing'er has lived with Sister Jun for more than a month, and now that senior brother is married to the Eighth Prince's Mansion, Qing'er will naturally come to visit."

Even Qing had a complacent face, while Qiao Yun had a sick face at this moment, even if he was acting like a son of the general's mansion, he couldn't hide his embarrassment at this time.

Lian Qing felt that he had never relieved his anger like today, as if those who bullied him had already stood at his feet.

At this time, even Qiao Yun couldn't match his position in the heart of the Eighth Prince, let alone the others.

Didn't they all laugh at him for being unfavorable?

Then he wants to let those people see that the Eighth Prince who is being married by the Eighth Prince's daughter in front of him can only be humiliated in front of him.

"Ah!"

Qiao Yun sneered, and cast a disdainful glance at Lian Qing, the disdain in that eye pierced Lian Qing's heart directly through the flesh.

"How did you live in the Eight Princes' Mansion, don't you know it in your mind?"

Lian Qinghang's hand tightened by his side, a trace of panic appeared on his tense face, and then he said seriously: "Brother thinks, in the eyes of the world, which one of you and I is the eighth princess's savior?"

The corner of Qiao Yun's mouth curled up, he picked up the warm soup on the table and took a sip, then put it down heavily, the sound made Lian Qing unable to take a step back.

"Lian Qing, I don't care about anything in the past, but you shouldn't have set your mind on her. If I find out that you moved her waist, don't blame me for being merciless."

Lian Qing's eyes flashed, and then he laughed loudly: "Is it just based on you now? Haha... What a joke."

However, Qiao Yun didn't take Lian Qing's ridicule seriously. In this world, no one can touch him except Nan Jun.

"This lord is her husband who is carrying a big sedan chair in the south and the Ming media is marrying. What are you?"