Chapter 293： what is she trying to draw

Xiao Qiu came behind Qiao Yun with a chuckle, and while wiping his hair, said softly: "Your Highness will marry the Southern Kingdom in the future, and you will be from the Southern Kingdom. There will be no bullying from other Highnesses, and no worries. I just hope His Highness can be himself again."

From Xiaoqiu's point of view, although His Royal Highness is quite favored in Lingguo, life is not satisfactory.

Yajun died young, and His Highness has not been protected by his father since he was a child.

Those princes are all scheming, but His Royal Highness is straightforward, and he has suffered from their dumbness.

Fortunately, the emperor has always favored His Highness a little bit, and this is how to protect His Highness.

It's just that now that the emperor is old, he is afraid that he will not be able to protect His Highness well in the future, so he reluctantly parted with him and sent him to the southern country to be married.

In the southern country, at least they will care about the friendship between the two countries and will not embarrass them.

"I'm just worried about the empress's body..."

Qiao Yun frowned suddenly, and the loneliness of marrying far away slowly came to his heart, causing his eyes to turn red.

Going to the southern country to get married was agreed by the empress secretly with him. In order to protect him, the empress has tried her best.

The Queen Mother also said that if he wants to find someone he likes in the Southern Kingdom, the envoys will come to discuss the matter with the Southern Kingdom.

only…

Before Qiao Yun could withdraw his thoughts, there was a slight knock on the door.

"Your Highness, our Ninth Emperor's Highness asked the slave to give you something..."

Qiao Yun blinked his eyes in confusion, he had never met the Ninth Emperor Girl of the Southern Kingdom, why would she send him something?

"Xiaoqiu, go and pick it up!"

Qiao Yun waved his hand indifferently, and ordered Xiaoqiu to go outside the door to get the so-called Nine Emperor Girls gift.

"Your Highness, our Highness has told you that the slave must hand it over to you in person."

The little waiter didn't dare to give things to a servant casually, so he said boldly.

"So mysterious?"

Qiao Yun curled her lips in disdain, but she couldn't express her dissatisfaction in front of the people from the southern country, so she pretended to say, "Then you present it!"

"Yes."

The waiter held the wooden box in both hands and handed it to Qiao Yun, and Nan Jun opened the box directly in front of him.

A translucent white jade hairpin was lying in the box, and Qiao Yun opened his mouth wide in shock.

Carefully picking up the white jade hairpin, Qiao Yun asked, "What's the name of your Ninth Prince?"

"Returning to Your Highness, the Ninth Highness's name is a slave who dare not speak out."

The little waiter trembled and was about to leave, but Qiao Yun asked again without giving up.

"Nan Jun? Her name is Nan Jun?"

"Yes."

The servant didn't mean to embarrass Qiao Yun on purpose, but how dare he say the master's name.

Now that Qiao Yun had guessed it himself, he would not deny it.

"It turned out to be her."

For some reason, the unknown fire in Qiao Yun's heart gradually faded, and the corners of his mouth also slowly rose.

The hairpin was warm and delicate in his hand, and he knew it was good without even looking at it.

"Nanjun...does she have something else to say?"

"Never."

"Go down first!"

Looking at the white jade hairpin in his hand, Qiao Yun's eyes flickered, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

"Your Highness, when did you meet the Ninth Emperor Daughter of the Southern Kingdom?"

Xiao Qiu asked curiously.

Qiao Yun withdrew his gaze from the white jade hairpin, coughed lightly, and did not answer Xiaoqiu's words.

He sneaked into the city to play during his afternoon nap, Xiaoqiu didn't know about it, and he didn't want to tell Xiaoqiu, otherwise the child would have to talk about it for days.

"I heard that there are only the Seventh and Ninth Emperors who have not married Zhengjun in the Southern Kingdom. I have heard that the Seventh Emperor is soft and gentle with others, but the Ninth Emperor is ruthless..."

Xiaoqiu's words rang in his ears, but Qiao Yun couldn't help but think back to the situation that day. She was clearly as gentle as jade and unparalleled in beauty. How could she be so ruthless?

The rumors do not match.

"Your Highness, are you listening to my slave?"

Xiaoqiu got all these information from the servant outside just now, and it cost a lot of money for it.

"what?"

Qiao Yun hastily clenched the jade hairpin in his hand, and looked at Xiaoqiu with a dazed expression.

"Yi Nu sees, Your Highness, you should stay far away from the Ninth Emperor's Daughter, and you will not lose your reputation."

In this way, Xiaoqiu's prejudice against the Nine Emperor Girls who had never met before was formed...

Qiao Yun didn't think so in his heart, but he didn't refute Xiaoqiu's words.

Although Qiao Yun is impatient, he treats Xiaoqiu more patiently. After all, this little chatterbox grew up with him. Between them, they are called master and servant, but they are actually brothers.

Holding the white jade hairpin tightly in his hand, Qiao Yun only said that he was so tired, and Xiao Qiu hurriedly waited on him to rest.

It wasn't until Qiao Yun was left alone in the room that he became dumbfounded at the white jade hairpin.

The affairs of the royal family in the Southern Kingdom are not a secret, and Qiao Yun naturally knows something about it.

From this point of view, did the Ninth Empress intend to get close to her that day?

wrong.

Qiao Yun shook his head hastily, he sneaked into the city that day, even Xiaoqiu didn't know about it, how did Nan Jun know?

Then why?

What is she planning?

To win over the power of the Ling Kingdom?

However, according to the current situation in the Southern Kingdom, the Emperor of the Southern Kingdom would definitely not allow the future heir to make peace with him.

The Prince Heqin must either enter the harem to be a servant, or marry a princess who has no real power to be the emperor. How can he marry the most promising person to be the emperor?

Sighing helplessly, Qiao Yun felt that he still couldn't figure it out.

Since I can't figure it out, I simply don't want to.

Carefully inserting the white jade hairpin in her hair, the man's face appeared in front of Qiao Yun's eyes again.

Unable to explain why, Qiao Yun only felt that the person was inexplicably familiar the moment he saw her. He wanted to get close to her and get along with her, as if they had met each other a long time ago.

But when he thought of his sisters and brothers, Qiao Yun's radiant eyes gradually dimmed again.

Which one of the royal family is pure and innocent? That Nanjun seemed gentle and kind, but he didn't know what his plan was. There is always nothing good without a reason in this world.

Qiao Yun couldn't help but blushed when he thought of his empress, who was in her dying years.

In this world, only the Queen Mother treats him sincerely and has no plans, but her body... I'm afraid it won't last long.

The small body is huddled on the big bed, unspeakably pitiful and lonely, if Nan Jun saw it, his heart would be broken.

At the welcome banquet.

It is still a familiar scene, but there is an additional position for the envoy of the Linguo in the lower part of Her Royal Highness.

Qiao Yun was still dressed in red, an arrogant and enthusiastic color.

A fair and handsome little face was full of curiosity about the singing and dancing of the southern country, and his big wet eyes stared at the hall without blinking, wishing to burn a hole in those dancers.

Nan Jun's eyes fell on Qiao Yun intentionally or unintentionally, this subtle movement certainly did not escape the emperor's eyes.

I saw that the emperor who was sitting in the upper seat frowned in disapproval, his eyes were clearly full of displeasure.