Chapter 167： Sister Ji, she doesn't want him anymore...

Qiao Yun couldn't help staring blankly at just a back view. There are still many servants left behind by the former emperor in the palace. All of them are stunning, but none of them can match the man with his back facing him .

"He's so pretty!"

Qiao Yun murmured, with a self-deprecating smile on the corner of his mouth.

I heard that the Du family has always produced beauties, Nanjun's father was the number one son of the capital back then, and even the queen standing beside him is somewhat inferior.

This young master of the Du family is the grandson of the Du family, so he will not be inferior.

Qiao Yun's feet seemed to weigh a thousand catties, and every step was difficult.

He suddenly regretted it, regretted that he should not have come to provoke Young Master Du beyond his capacity, he was Nan Jun's fiancée since childhood, and he was just a burden left to her by his father.

Qiao Yun thought, if it wasn't for him, Nan Jun would probably have married Mr. Du long ago!

Hearing the footsteps behind him, Du Li turned his head in a hurry, and when he saw the person coming, Du Li's all-powerful face immediately showed disappointment and doubt.

It's just that due to his good upbringing since he was a child, Du Li quickly suppressed those emotions he shouldn't have, and quickly put on a decent smile. He gently blessed Qiao Yun's body, and his movements were indescribably beautiful.

Even Qiao Yun, who is also a man, couldn't help but stare dumbfounded.

This Mr. Du and Nan Jun really look alike!

Qiao Yun thought, he should obviously hate this person in front of him, but seeing that face that was five points similar to hers, he couldn't help but like it.

"You... are Mr. Du, right?"

In front of the beauty, Qiao Yun also seemed a little embarrassed.

"Exactly."

Du Li replied softly, although there were only two words, but the voice was clear and crisp, like the sound of a pipa, and even Qiao Yun couldn't help but want to hear more from him.

The two stood awkwardly like this. Du Li was not a talkative person, and Qiao Yun was never good at dealing with outsiders. The air was eerily quiet.

The old housekeeper stood not far away, and couldn't help but sweat for his master.

Master, this is nothing but a blockbuster!

Except for Mr. Du's family passing by occasionally, no man in the mansion had ever been here before, but today two came here all at once.

I hope these two little masters are easy to get along with, otherwise it would be their servants who are unlucky.

A gust of wind blows, and the pink and white petals flutter down, flying like snow.

Along with the petals came Nan Jun who had just changed into white clothes. She came forward and stood beside Qiao Yun, looking at her cousin who was related by blood.

When Du Li saw Nan Jun, his face turned red with embarrassment, his long eyelashes drooped, and his red lips were lightly pursed. Such a shy look made him even more charming.

"Meet my cousin."

Even though he was shy in his heart, Du Li did not dare to forget etiquette.

"Cousin doesn't need to be too polite, it's just that grandma is about to leave, and cousin rushed over again, but what's the matter?"

Nan Jun picked off a flower petal that fell on Qiao Yun's head, held it in his hand, and played with it carefully as if he had found something interesting.

Du Li shook his head lightly, he just went to the temple to offer incense, and when he came back, he happened to pass by Nanfu, so he came to have a look.

Du Li seldom goes out on weekdays, so he doesn't come to Nanfu much, and he is not familiar with this mansion.

"Today I went to offer incense with my father, and asked for a talisman for my cousin, and I came here to give it to my cousin."

Du Li held the yellow talisman with both hands and handed it to Nan Jun, who couldn't help but accept it.

"I'm sorry for Lao Ai." That's how "Nan Ju" in the book called Du Li.

Nan Jun didn't call Du Li's cousin again, but called "A Li", and couldn't help but blushed Du Li's pretty face again.

Qiao Yun, who had been standing there with her head down, suddenly felt very wronged. Nan Jun and Du Li were not married yet, so she couldn't see him in her eyes. If they really got married, then he might as well. Became a loner now!

The drooping eyelashes covered it, so no one noticed it. Qiao Yun's red eyes, sour nose and bitter mouth all spoke of his loneliness and helplessness.

Sister Ji, she doesn't want him anymore.

Except for this country riddled with holes, he, Qiao Yun, has nothing left.

"Since we're here, let's go back after dinner together!"

Nan Jun politely stayed with Du Li for dinner, he certainly would not refuse.

In fact, Nan Jun has always wanted to find a chance to have a good talk with Du Li.

Du Li will be sixteen years old after the new year, and in this dynasty of women, after a man is fourteen years old, he will be betrothed to someone else.

And Du Li has never married, but because of a joke from his father when he was young.

Nan Jun never planned to marry anyone other than Qiao Yun, no matter how beautiful and polite Du Li was, she would never be with him.

Not to mention, Du Li's face is so similar to hers, Nan Jun can only see him as a younger brother.

"Nan Jun" in the book married Du Li, but on the day she got married, the identity of Qiao Yun's husband's family was exposed, and he passed away with a cup of poisoned wine.

Nan Jun thought, maybe at that time Qiao Yun himself didn't want to live anymore!

Even if "Nan Ye" hadn't revealed that he disguised himself as a woman and caused chaos in the court, and watched his beloved woman marry someone else, he probably wouldn't be able to survive anymore.

It's just that Du Li in the book is also a poor person. After marrying "Nan Yu", because she usurped the power and the throne, the Du family didn't want to be with her, and finally ended up hanging himself in a three-foot white silk.

"it is good."

Du Li happily responded, but when his eyes fell on the hand that gripped another man's wrist, Du Li couldn't help feeling bitter.

Ever since she was a child, she had never held his hand.

Although he doesn't know who the young master in front of him is, but seeing the closeness between his cousin and him, he can also feel the unusual relationship between the two.

"Are you hungry?"

Nan Jun held Qiao Yun's wrist, and nodded affectionately on his little nose.

For some reason, with just this one action, all the grievances in Qiao Yun's heart just now were driven away.

The bitterness in his mouth also became sweet, and he couldn't help but blushed, Qiao Yun nodded slightly, then boldly pulled his wrist out of Nan Jun's hand, and held her hand.

Nan Jun led Qiao Yun to the front very naturally, and Du Li followed behind them. The two clasped hands were like a slap, and they were slapped **** Du Li's face.

"A Li, sit down first, I'll take Yun'er inside to change clothes, and I'll come out soon."

Nan Jun greeted Du Li to sit at the table first, while he took Qiao Yun to the side hall.

The two sets of blue shirts bought by the dark guard were neatly placed there, Nan Jun pulled Qiao Yun over, picked up one set and made gestures on him.

"The size is very suitable. Try it on and see if you like it."

Qiao Yun looked at the clothes in Nan Jun's hands with those eyes that did not contain any impurities, a little unbelievable.

"This... is this for Yun'er?"