Chapter 106： Young master, Hong Xing is out of the wall, right?

When she saw Qiao Yun grinning secretly again, Shuang'er finally couldn't help it.

"My lord... the Eighth Prince and Daughter have treated you like this, how can you still laugh?"

Shuang'er's eyes are full of hatred for iron and steel. Doesn't the young master know that he is about to become the laughing stock of the whole capital?

On the wedding night, the eighth princess left the young master and left alone. After three dynasties, the young master was allowed to return home alone. Even the return gift was chosen by the young master from his own dowry. The eighth princess really didn't take the young master seriously. up!

How can he still laugh, son? Could it be that you are sick?

Shuang'er raised her hand to touch Qiao Yun's forehead, then touched her own in a daze, it wasn't hot either!

Qiao Yun gave Shuang'er a coquettish look, bit her lip and said nothing, but her eyes were full of charm.

This is clearly the appearance of being nourished by love!

Even if Shuang'er has never eaten pork, she has seen pigs run away, so how could she not see anything unusual.

Turning her mind, Shuang'er covered her small mouth in surprise, Mr. He...he couldn't be more angry with the Eighth Prince, and then...Hong Xing got out of the wall, right?

This...how can this be done?

Shuang'er wanted to persuade her, but when she saw the joy on Qiao Yun's eyebrows, she could bear it again.

Humph…

That Eighth Prince's daughter treated her young master like this, even if the young master empathized with her, it was understandable.

But...but the Eighth Prince is the one whom the young master has loved for half his life!

Could it be that the son really couldn't bear the loneliness in the boudoir, so he switched to her embrace? Wouldn't that son's reputation be ruined?

Shuang'er wanted to speak a few times, but held back a few times, her little face was flushed with suffocation, which made people like it.

"Call..."

The carriage stopped suddenly, and the smile on Qiao Yun's face disappeared, and he frowned.

Shuang'er got up and got out of the car, and asked, "Why did you stop?"

The driver of the carriage hurriedly replied: "The front seems to be the carriage of the Three Princes' Mansion."

"Shuang'er, what's wrong?"

Qiao Yun's voice sounded from inside the carriage, with a bit of displeasure.

"My lord, the carriage of the Three Princes' Mansion is in the way, we can't get through..."

Shuang'er poked her head over and explained in a low voice.

Qiao Yun was slightly startled, and then said: "Let's stand aside and wait, let them go first."

Nan'an, the daughter of the third prince, was nicknamed "Smiling Fox". That's not a good thing.

Normally, Qiao Yun would not spoil her, but at this time he has married into the Eighth Prince's Mansion, so he has to think more about Nan Jun.

Especially in the case of Nanjun being poisoned and assassinated, Qiao Yun suspected that it was one of these princes and daughters who did it, and it would not be too late to settle the score after he found out who was behind the scenes.

"Yes."

Shuang'er responded, and ordered the carriage woman to pull the carriage aside, and let the carriage of the Three Princes' Mansion pass first.

Unexpectedly, the carriage of the Three Princes' Mansion stopped, the curtain was raised, and a woman in a dark purple robe jumped out of the carriage. The eyebrows of that person were raised, and the pair of red phoenix eyes seemed too deep, making people not like it just by looking at it.

"Is the eldest son of the Qiao family in the car?"

Nan'an stood in front of Qiao Yun's carriage and asked softly.

Qiao Yun curled his lips in displeasure in the car, but he didn't want to deal with this smiling fox at all.

"Slave pays respects to the three princes and daughters. Our eighth prince is sitting in the car. Today is the day when the prince returns to the mansion to visit his relatives."

Shuang'er is clever, and deliberately emphasized the words "Eight Kings", just to tell the woman in front of her that his master is already married, so it is not appropriate to call him Mr. Qiao's family anymore.

"Hehe..." Nan An smiled instead of being annoyed, nodded in agreement and said, "This king forgot that Yun'er has married Lao Ba!"

Nan'an intentionally called Qiao Yun "Yun'er", which made Qiao Yun get goosebumps all over his body.

These princesses all want to get close to Qiao Yun, just for the military power in the hands of the Qiao family, but Qiao Yun only thinks about Nanjun, even the queen can't help him.

"It's just Yun'er Guining, why didn't the Eighth Emperor sister accompany her?"

Nan An's small eyes flickered, staring at the carriage and asking.

Shuang'er finished speaking, and just when she didn't know how to answer, Qiao Yun lifted the curtain of the car and came down from the inside.

"Sister Sanhuang, did you forget that the wife-master was seriously injured a while ago? The imperial doctor told the wife-master not to go out, but to take good care of her in the mansion. Yun'er Guining is not a big deal, it's nothing compared to the wife-master's body. "

Qiao Yun had a slight alienation on his face, and according to Nan Jun's seniority, he should indeed call Nan An the Third Sister.

The smile on Nan'an's face became much uglier when he saw Qiao Yun's curly hair, and the hand in front of him slowly clenched it, making a creaking sound.

This man was supposed to belong to her Nan'an, so why should Nan Jun marry him.

Nanjun, oh Nanjun, you won't die if you fall off the cliff after being poisoned, your life is really great!

Nan'an's gaze made Qiao Yun feel uncomfortable, and he wanted to leave quickly after a few polite words with her, but Nan'an had no intention of leaving at all.

"Ba Huangmei is not in good health, but Yun'er has been wronged..."

Nan'an looked at Qiao Yun without hesitation, and what he said was very explicit, even Shuang'er on the side pursed his lips tightly.

"Don't bother the third sister to remember, the wife-lord treats Yun'er very well, and Yun'er will not be wronged."

If it was the night of the wedding, Qiao Yun really felt aggrieved, but yesterday Li Nanjun personally said that he liked him, and Qiao Yun's heart was wrapped in honey, so why would he feel half dissatisfied?

He is clearly the happiest person in the world now, and sister Ju's words of liking him are better than thousands of things in the world.

Thinking in this way, Nan Jun's brows became a little more charming, which made Nan An unable to move his eyes away.

Nanjun, you must die. If you don't die, how can Qiao Yun come into my arms?

The corners of Nan'an's mouth curled up, and he leaned into Qiao Yun's ear with a voice that only the two of them could hear: "Yun'er is really generous, even on her wedding night, she doesn't feel wronged when she stays alone in an empty room. Is Ba Huangmei really good at it?"

Looking at Nan'an's laughing face, Qiao Yun wished she could slap her to death.

It doesn't matter how people in this world slander Qiao Yun, but anyone who dares to say that Nan Jun is not a word is against Qiao Yun.

With a flick of Qiao Yun's sleeve, a strong medicinal fragrance hit Nan An, who couldn't help but sniff, but didn't notice anything unusual.

Just looking at Qiao Yun's depressed face, Nan An felt extremely refreshed.

I thought that Nan Jun would be young and vigorous, and his wedding would make Qiao Yun unable to get out of bed. I didn't expect him to be a useless little boy. Laugh out loud.

Qiao Yun didn't want to talk to this man any more, and turned to get into the carriage, but was called by Nan'an.

"Yun'er, if it were me, even if it was crawling, I would crawl to accompany you home to visit your relatives, and I would never leave you alone."

Nan'an's words made Qiao Yun pause as soon as he stepped on the footstool, and then he went straight into the carriage as if nothing had happened.

This woman is really unpleasant and annoying.