Chapter 111： don't think about it

Now that the matter has come to this point, Lian Qing doesn't want to waste Nan Jun's time anymore, his purpose is to drive away Qiao Yun, even if he finds a scapegoat in the end, so what?

Lian Qing would never have thought that Nan Jun would find him.

In Lian Qing's heart, he is Nan Jun's savior, and Nan Jun will never doubt him.

As everyone knows, besides Qiao Yun, who else in this world is worthy of Nan Jun's trust?

Nan Jun paused for a moment, then nodded and said: "Forget it, since you hurt your spleen and stomach, even Young Master should rest well and stop thinking about it."

There was something in Nan Jun's words, and I don't know if Lian Qing could understand, but after leaving such a sentence, Nan Jun left without looking back.

Lian Qing, who was buried under the quilt, still couldn't help crying. He tried his best to toss himself, but in exchange for her boredom.

Nan Jun who walked out of the door suddenly stopped in his tracks when he passed by Hongliu who was guarding the door.

"You have been serving Young Master Lian?"

"Yes."

"What did you even eat for lunch?"

Hongliu didn't know how Lian Qing was poisoned, so she had to tell Yu Nanjun the truth one by one.

"Young Master Lian has a very good appetite today. He drank two pots of chrysanthemum tea in the morning, ate two plates of sesame dumplings, and ate a lot at lunch."

Nan Jun thought about it carefully, and didn't notice anything wrong, after all, sometimes her appetite is surprisingly large.

Just as he was about to lift his foot to leave, Hongliu's voice came from behind: "By the way, Mr. Lian specially ordered the dining room to make crispy chicken today. For lunch, Mr. Li ate a whole chicken!"

Thinking that Lian Hongliu was afraid of the food that Qing ate today, he felt that Lian Gongzi was not poisoned, but supported.

Lian Qing has been ordering Hongliu to inquire about Nanjun's whereabouts. Hongliu only thought that Lian Qing deliberately fell ill while the master was not in the mansion because he wanted to find a way to get the Eighth Prince to visit him.

No matter what Hongliu thought, Lian Qing did this to frame others!

"Chrysanthemum, sesame, chicken?"

Nan Jun murmured, and then suddenly realized something after thinking of something.

Lian Qing knows medicine, so he is clearly using the principle of mutual restraint of food to create the illusion of poisoning, so he should return it to Qiao Yun first!

It's just that Qiao Yun is obviously his senior brother, so why would he do this? Just because you want to be the hostess of the Eight Princes Mansion?

It seemed that this man couldn't stay anymore. After the guards sent to Liu's Village came back and found out the truth, Lian Qing's matter had to be settled earlier.

"Hao Sheng is serving you, don't let him eat chicken with chrysanthemum and sesame in the future."

"Yes."

Nan Jun rubbed his sore eyes, and went straight back to his yard, where An Feng, who went to the kitchen to inquire about news, was already waiting there.

What Anfeng asked was exactly the same as what Hongliu said, so Nan Jun didn't ask any more questions, just worried that Qiao Yun would be fine someday, and it would be troublesome if he fell into Lian Qing's trick.

Before the dark rain came back from listening to Yuxuan, Nan Jun went to take a bath and change clothes. She felt that there were some things that she couldn't wait any longer. Although Qiao Yun was playful, she was really worried about his safety.

If they had known each other earlier, wouldn't they have been able to avoid a lot of trouble? At least when Lian Qing wanted to do something to Qiao Yun, he had to weigh it up, right?

Nan Jun leaned against the bathtub with a headache, and really wanted to dream of that little fairy again. She wanted to ask that little fairy, this Lian Qing was too vicious, she didn't want to keep him in the mansion, and wondered if he could be placed in outside the house.

The dark rain here had just arrived at Ting Yuxuan, when she met that little Shuang'er who always treated her coldly.

"How did you come?"

Shuang'er looked An Yu up and down, and asked unhappily.

"I... the master sent me to see Wang Jun..."

An Yu was hesitating how to speak, but was interrupted by Shuang'er.

"Hmph! If the Eighth Prince really has a heart, she should come and see my young master herself, instead of just sending you..."

Speaking of which, Shuang'er's resentment towards Nan Jun was very deep.

How does the young master treat her, and how does she treat the young master? What a cruel heart!

No wonder it is said in the scriptures that all women are fickle, which is true.

After glaring at An Yu in front of her again, Shuang'er turned and left, full of dissatisfaction and anger.

An Yu rubbed her nose embarrassingly, what did the master do have anything to do with her? How could this child be so implicated in the innocent?

Although she was a little afraid of Shuang'er's sharp knives from time to time, the work arranged by the master had not been done, so An Yu had no choice but to bite the bullet and go into the yard.

At this time, Qiao Yun was sitting on a recliner in the yard, reading a book of medical skills seriously, and the halo of the setting sun fell on the man, adding a bit of color.

An Yu only glanced at it, and couldn't help but secretly sighed that his master had no eyes.

The young master of the Qiao family has both talent and appearance, and is unparalleled in the city. Everyone in the capital knows it.

But my master is so cruel, to leave such a fairy-like beauty in the backyard and ignore her, she really has no eyes.

If Nan Jun knew that his subordinates treated her like this, he would be so angry that he would jump up.

"What is it?"

Qiao Yun asked without raising his head, he could clearly hear the conversation between An Yu and Shuang'er at the door just now.

"Subordinates pay respects to Wang Jun. Young Master Lian was poisoned and fell into a coma. Master is worried about Wang Jun, so he asked his subordinates to come and have a look."

Hearing that Lian Qing was poisoned, Qiao Yun tightened his hand holding the scroll, and a sharp look flashed in his eyes.

"Does anyone say why they were poisoned?"

Qiao Yun pretended to be calm and said, but his heart was full of waves. He wished he could go to Lian Qing's yard and pull Nan Jun out now.

"The subordinates don't know, the imperial doctor has already prescribed the medicine, and the master is inquiring there."

Qiao Yun's expressionless face turned cold in an instant, this Lian Qing was really cruel, in order to get close to Nan Jun, he would come up with such a stupid way.

"I have nothing to do here, I have to worry about my wife."

Qiao Yun still didn't take his eyes off the book in his hand, but he couldn't read any of the words in the book.

Nan Jun went to see Lian Qing, if Lian Qing tricked her into keeping her, the relationship between them...

Qiao Yun didn't dare to think about it anymore, seeing the sky getting darker, Qiao Yun became more worried.

He simply closed the book and went straight into the inner room.

Seeing that Qiao Yun didn't seem to be busy, An Yu didn't dare to ask him what he had for lunch. Shuang'er beside him also looked arrogant, An Yu opened his mouth and closed it again.

Since Wang Jun said in person that he was fine, he probably didn't eat anything he shouldn't eat at noon.

An Yu cupped her fists towards Qiao Yun's door, then turned and left.

Shuang'er pouted her small mouth and looked at the back of the man leaving, and stomped her feet angrily, with a look of hating iron but not steel.

"My lord, what do you want to eat tonight? The servant went to the dining room to order..."

Seeing that her young master's complexion was not good, Shuang'er hurriedly followed her in and asked.

Qiao Yun waved his hand at Shuang'er, he didn't have any appetite to eat and drink now, he just wanted to get dark soon so that he could sneak a look in Nanjun's yard.