Chapter 102： Are you not afraid of retribution?

Lian Qing choked on Qiao Yun's words, her face turned pale, and she almost couldn't breathe.

Just thinking of the purpose of his visit today, Lian Qing relaxed again.

"So what about the king? If you don't want to be favored by my sister, you just have the title of king for nothing. Don't you want to stay alone in the empty room and cry until dawn?"

"If you don't worry about it, Mr. Lian, I will be the prince of the Eight Princes' Palace for a day, and other foxes will never even think about entering the Palace."

Qiao Yun picked up the handkerchief on the side and wiped his hands, then threw it casually, the disdain in his eyes was the same as when he saw Lianqing.

"You...hehe...Qiao Yun, Qiao Yun, as long as the Eighth Prince decides that I am her savior, I will not make it easier for you."

Lian Qing leaned closer to Qiao Yun, and smiled coquettishly in his ear.

Shuang'er, who came back from the outside with anger, saw a man leaning on her young master from a long distance away, this was terrible, Shuang'er ran over and retreated the man from the steps.

The little servant guarding the yard didn't have time to react, and when he heard Lian Qing's cry, Lian Qing was already lying on the ground.

"The servants of the Eighth Prince's Mansion are really good dogs. They all want to bully our master and servant. Today, I, Shuang'er, are here. If anyone dares to touch my young master, we will fight to the death!"

Shuang'er stared angrily at the man on the ground with her small face puffed up. He hadn't seen Lian Qing's face yet, if she knew it was him, Shuang'er would definitely push harder.

"Young Master Lian, are you alright, Young Master Lian?"

The two servants who were waiting on Lian Qing ran over to help Lian Qing up, and then glared at Shuang'er with an angry face.

"Does this little brother really think that he can do whatever he wants because he was brought by the king? Even the young master is my master's savior, and the master respects him a little bit, how dare you do anything to the young master Lian?"

That little servant is also discerning, knowing that Qiao Yun is not favored, and Lian Qing saved the life of the Eighth Prince's daughter, so it is not certain who will be the master of this mansion in the future!

At this time, he tried his best to protect Lian Qing. If Lian Qing becomes the lord of the palace in the future, then he will be the first-class servant of the Eighth Prince's Palace. Some conditions are good.

"He... is he Lian Qing?"

Shuang'er stood in front of Qiao Yun, pointing at the person lying on the ground with trembling hands and asking.

"What's the matter? Could it be that people in Qiao's mansion don't know that Mr. Lian once saved my master's life? This is no secret in the whole capital!"

The little attendant helped Lian Qing up, looking at Lian Qing's red wrist, he couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

Seeing that the prince is going to cause trouble, and even the young master was hurt like this by his servant, the Eighth Prince will definitely not let him off lightly.

Shuang'er raised her hand and was about to step forward. He wanted to beat Lian Qing a long time ago to vent his anger for his young master.

As soon as the young master came back, he told him about saving the eighth princess. Unexpectedly, it didn't take long for the news that the Lian family had rescued the eighth princess. But the young master forbade him to talk too much.

Shuang'er didn't understand what her young master was doing. It was obvious that Lian Qing was a counterfeit, why didn't the young master allow him to say it?

But Qiao Yun had his own reasons for doing so. He didn't let Shuang'er talk about it, but it was because the time hadn't come yet.

Nan Jun has always misunderstood Qiao's family, and he doesn't even look good towards Qiao Yun. If he can owe him something because of Lian Qing's matter, their relationship will be eased in the future.

Qiao Yun's picture, from beginning to end, is nothing more than a Nanjie!

The arm was held by Qiao Yun, seeing her young master shaking her head at him, Shuang'er reluctantly stopped.

In front of the little servants, Lian Qing was still as bossy as before, she had already changed into the pitiful appearance she used to be.

Qiao Yun smiled disdainfully in his heart, he couldn't look down on Lian Qing's pretentious and disgusting appearance the most, it was really annoying.

"If Wang Jun doesn't like Lian Qing, Lian Qing will leave, why does Wang Jun let his servant bully Lian Qing like this?"

As Lian Qing said, his face was covered with pear blossoms and rain, and the two servants beside him also frowned, and looked at Qiao Yun with a little bit of displeasure in their eyes.

"Young Master Lian, what are you talking about? You are the master's distinguished guest. How could someone else just tell you to leave?"

The servant beside him supported Lian Qing's weak body, with an anxious expression on his face.

"Okay, Lian Qing, how can there be such a brazen person like you in this world? Aren't you afraid of retribution?"

Shuang'er was so angry that she jumped, pointing at Lian Qing and cursing at her throat.

Shuang'er was raised up pampered by Qiao Yun, he didn't care who the other party was, as long as he bullied his son, Shuang'er would not spare that person lightly.

When An Yu came over with the food box, she happened to see Shuang'er with her hips akimbo.

A hint of doting flashed in An Yu's eyes, she actually thought this child was so cute.

"Cough cough..." An Yu covered her lips and coughed twice, carrying the food box to Qiao Yun's side, and offering the food box with both hands.

"My subordinates greet Wang Jun. The master has drunk the soup according to Wang Jun's request, and there is not a drop left. Specially ordered the subordinates to come back."

Everyone in the yard changed their faces when they heard An Yu's words, not knowing what the Eighth Prince's daughter meant.

Everyone knows that An Yu is the confidant of the Eighth Prince, and besides the Eighth Prince, in this mansion, An Feng and An Yu are the biggest.

Looking at An Yu's attitude towards Wang Jun, it seems that the Eighth Prince's daughter does not dislike Wang Jun, and everything is probably a misunderstanding!

The one with the ugliest face was Lian Qing. He didn't expect the dark rain to come, but he came here at Nan Jun's order.

Such an unremarkable food box should be delivered by her cronies in person, who would dare to say that Wang Jun is not favored?

What An Yu said made Shuang'er look a little better, and after taking the food box from An Yu, Shuang'er finally stopped blowing his beard and staring at An Yu.

An Yu secretly felt that it was funny, but she didn't dare to show it.

This little tiger would bite if it said it would bite, but she didn't dare to provoke it.

Qiao Yun pursed her lips, and her face looked much better.

Being willing to drink the soup he sent means that she has no grudges against him in her heart, and now she really doesn't remember herself, without that tormenting hatred, and without her deep-seated love...

"Thank you, you can go there yourself."

Qiao Yun's voice was still the same as usual, no emotion could be heard, but An Yu seemed to hear some complaints in it.

"The master drank too much wine yesterday because of his joy. He passed out drunk at the gate of Yinfeng Pavilion. His subordinates found him and helped him into the house. Because the night was too late to disturb Wang Jun, he didn't come to inform him. Please also ask Wang Jun punishment."

An Yu said this intentionally to Lian Qing, yesterday when the master got married, Lian Qing pretended to be sick, even a fool could see his intention.

It's fine if the master has a heart for Young Master Lian, but the master clearly doesn't like him, and An Yu doesn't want Lian Qing to think too much about it, and make trouble for his master.