Chapter 165： I will treat Yun Er well forever

What Nanju was angry with was not that those old ministers had invited the emperor to draft in the memorial, but what she was angry about was that those ministers were all bribed by that old woman Sun Hui.

After all, this country still belongs to the Qiao family, not her grandson's family!

Qiao Yun only took a few glances to understand why Nan Jun was angry. The little man pursed his lips and carefully tugged on Nan Jun's sleeve, with an aggrieved look on his face.

"Sister Yun, Yun'er can use the excuse of being young to not be drafted, but next year the courtiers will mention the matter of drafting, so what should Yun'er do?"

Qiao Yun had been worrying about this before, but because "Nan Jun" never talked to him, he didn't dare to speak in front of her.

Today's Nan Jun treats him differently, so he wants to take this opportunity to ask her what she should do when she grows up and has to draft.

"Don't worry, I have everything!"

Nan Jun raised his hand and rubbed Qiao Yun's little head, comforting him.

No matter what, she had to clear the court for Qiao Yun before he was fourteen years old, reorganize the ministries, and return him to a stable country.

As long as the officials below recognized Qiao Yun's contribution, even if they really knew his identity, they wouldn't kill him. What's more, Nan Jun never planned to let others know the identity of his son's family.

Qiao Yun believed what Nan Jun said, no matter what she said, he would believe it.

Those big bright eyes stared at Nan Jun for a moment, his red lips parted and then tightly closed. He wanted to ask her about her husband, but in the end he didn't dare to speak.

He has made an inch today, how can he say more to make her unhappy?

"Nine thousand years old, the Prince Regent's Mansion sent a letter."

Li Hanying's voice came from outside the door, interrupting the silence between the two.

"Send it in!"

Nan Jun withdrew his hand, stood up, and stood in front of the soft couch.

Li Hanying came in with a bow, presented a letter with both hands, and then slowly backed away.

Nan Jun took the letter and opened it casually, his originally expressionless face suddenly showed some displeasure.

Qiao Yun felt the coldness coming from Nan Jun's body, and her small body couldn't help but froze, staring at her back, not daring to move.

"Yun'er, there is something to do in the house, I have to go back, you can eat by yourself later, remember to eat more."

Nan Jun turned around, withdrew his expression, and said with a slightly ashamed expression on his face.

Nan Jun originally wanted to spend more time with him, but he didn't want to be so involuntary now.

Qiao Yun hurriedly got up, staring at Nan Jun with a pair of wet eyes, her little hands hanging by her side in a helpless manner, with a worried expression on her face.

He didn't want her to leave, he was afraid that once such a gentle Nan Jun left, he would never come back.

"Relax obediently, I will come to accompany you again tomorrow."

Nan Jun pinched that cold little face lightly, his pink lips turned white after being bitten by him, Nan Jun nodded in disapproval, and Qiao Yun then slowly let go.

"Sister Jun will always treat Yun'er like this?"

The little man's voice trembled, with obvious fear.

"Yes, I will treat Yun'er well for the rest of my life."

Qiao Yun's eyes turned red, but she was still reluctant to leave the only warmth, and the hand hanging by her side grabbed Nan Jun's sleeve at some point.

Nan Jun looked down at the hand that was pulling his sleeve, and that little man who was full of reluctance and grievance, and really couldn't bear to say anything to make him sad.

Nan Jun could feel his mood, which was a sign of extreme insecurity.

A boy who lost his mother since he was a child, and lost two fathers at the age of ten, and later met that stern "Nan Jun", shouldering responsibilities that did not belong to his age.

From Qiao Yun's attitude towards Nan Min, it can be seen that Qiao Yun is still afraid of her, but very dependent on her.

"Forget it, you come back to the palace with me!"

Nan Jun thought, since he didn't want to stay in the palace alone, she might as well take him back to the palace, and send him back at night.

Qiao Yun's eyes lit up, and her small face brightened instantly, and she asked with some uncertainty, "Can... is it okay?"

"nature."

Nan Jun pulled Qiao Yun's wrist, took him to the inner room, and ordered Li Hanying to find a set of clothes for Qiao Yun to change into, and brought this charming "little servant" back palace.

Qiao Yun grew up in the palace since he was a child, and has never stepped out of the palace gate. Since he sat in the carriage, he has been struggling with his heart, and his big eyes that are constantly turning around always want to look out of the window.

"If you want to watch it, watch it. If you are free after a few days, I will take you out of the palace to play."

Nan Jun told the driver to drive slowly, opened the window again, pulled Qiao Yun to look at both sides of the road, and told him the scenery on the road from time to time.

"Yun'er, these are your people. Your mother has no choice but to pretend to be your daughter's family because of them. It is your hard work and dedication that have allowed them to live a stable life today."

Qiao Yun tightened his hand on the window sill, blinked his eyes, and nodded with a vague understanding.

"Yun'er understands a little bit..."

It's not in Qiao Yun's heart that he doesn't blame the late emperor. He was supposed to be the little prince who was loved by thousands of people, but he was raised by the late emperor as his daughter. Ended up dead without a whole body.

But seeing the street corner scene in the capital for the first time today, Qiao Yun suddenly understood what the empress did.

Perhaps, it is worthwhile for him to pay for the peace of the world.

"Don't be afraid, Yuner, I will share the burden with Yuner."

Nan Jun took Qiao Yun's hand and held it tightly, promising to give him peace of mind.

Qiao Yun turned his face sideways and met Nan Jun's eyes. The pampering and care in those eyes made Qiao Yun dazzled.

Isn't he dreaming?

The carriage stopped at the gate of Prince Regent's Mansion, Nan Jun jumped off first, and then hugged Qiao Yun from the carriage.

The butler hurried out to greet him, but when he saw his master brought back a small servant, he turned his eyes away.

The matter of the master cannot be discussed by others, and she naturally understands this truth.

Although the ruler of the world is the little emperor sitting on a high position, everyone knows that it is their master who has the final say.

Don't say that the master brought back a small servant from the palace, even if he brought back several servants, as long as the master is willing, no one in this world dares to say "no".

"Is Mrs. Du still in the mansion?"

Nan Jun dragged Qiao Yun into the mansion, and asked the housekeeper who was following him.

"Returning to the master, when Mrs. Du sat in the mansion for a stick of incense, the old slave just ordered someone to go to the palace to deliver a letter to the master, and Mrs. Du was called away by someone from the Du mansion. Something urgent happened."

The old butler was in charge of Nanfu when Nanjun's mother was still alive. Later, Nanjun became the young master, and the old butler has been serving him all the time.

"Did she come and say something?"

The butler was taken aback, and secretly glanced at Qiao Yun who was beside Nan Jun, wondering if he should say something.