The Boss Wears a Book To a Woman Chapter 127

"You still dare to mention Liu Family Village? It was obviously Yun'er who saved the king and took good care of him for several months, but you took advantage of his departure to deceive the king in the name of Lianqing, and pretended to be the king's savior. You alone Does the man really lose face at all?"

If Lian Qing is not a man, Nan Jun really wishes to slap him to death right now.

"All the good things that this king has done to you, and all the promises that I have made, are all because of saving this king's Lianqing, not you, a viper-hearted poisonous husband!"

"No! What you keep calling out is Lian Qing's name, not Qiao Yun..."

Lian Qing stepped forward and hugged Nan Jun's leg, crying.

Even Qing still doesn't give up, he still can't forget how Nan Jun called his name tenderly at that time, and how he took care of him along the way.

"It's because your name is Lian Qing. This king can't even call Yun'er's boudoir name now, because this king doesn't want to...you will think of your own stupidity!"

Nan Jun kicked Lian Qing away with disgust on her face, she was really going to annoy the man in front of her to death.

"No...it's not like this, Sister Jun, Sister Jun, you can't treat Lian Qing like this..."

"Don't call me sister Wang Jun again, that's not what you should call."

"Hehe... That's not what you said before. Lian Qing called your sister, and you readily agreed, but now..." Lian Qing stared at Qiao Yun with those red eyes, gritted his teeth, "Yes! It's all you, Qiao Yun, why do you want to rob me of everything? When I was young, I was robbed of my name, which caused me to be ridiculed everywhere. Now you want to rob me of my sister, why are you targeting me everywhere?"

Qiao Yun sighed helplessly, and said in a cold voice: "The matter of the name is not my wish, everything is a coincidence. And sister Jie...she was never yours!"

"Haha...it was never mine, yes! It was never mine, even if you spoke softly to me during that time, it was because I took credit for you. Haha..."

Lian Qing lay on the ground, laughed and cried.

There are many children in the family, and he has not been favored since he was a child.

In order to fight for favor, Lian Qing learned to intrigue at an early age, but she was still designed to be kicked out of Lian's family because she offended the lord's son-in-law.

Later, after tossing and turning, he was rescued by Qiao Yun, and he followed him to the master's place, but the master was unwilling to teach him medical skills, and only let him grow herbs, saying it was to hone his character.

And now, the woman he likes is also tired of him, what is left for him to live in this world?

"Come here! Send this poisonous man to Dali Temple for trial by the Shaoqing of Dali Temple..."

Before Nan Jun finished speaking, Qiao Yun grabbed his arm.

"Sister Yu, don't..."

Qiao Yun shook his head at Nanjun, where is Dali Temple? Except for the royal family and nobles who may come out alive after entering, it is a dead word for others to enter.

If a man who made a big mistake was sent in, it was inevitable that he would be ruined.

Although Lian Qing committed a heinous crime, he was also a pitiful person.

Knowing about Lian Qing's past, Qiao Yun was angry with him, but he also pitied him for his background. Even if he wanted him to die, he should be clean.

Nan Jun had never been to Dali Temple, and he lost his memory and didn't know the details, but Qiao Yun knew it very well.

Xu is both men, Qiao Yun cares more about the man's innocence.

"You still have to intercede for such a poisonous man. Could it be that he didn't kill you today, and you think it's not enough?"

Nan Jun was a little annoyed at Qiao Yun's kindness, if it wasn't for the fact that Lian Qing had indeed taken care of her for three days, she would have killed him on the spot.

"Sister Yun, Yun'er is not stupid. A poor person must have something to hate. Yun'er is unwilling to intercede for him. But if he dies, he will die, but if he enters Dali Temple, even if he dies, he will be punished." Yun'er just doesn't want to see her childhood playmates being insulted like this, and asks sister Yun to have mercy..."

Nan Jun reluctantly took Qiao Yun's hand. He hadn't experienced the past between Qiao Yun and Lian Qing, so he couldn't empathize with him.

But Nan Jun always listened to Qiao Yun's words, and if he disagreed, she would not insist on doing it.

"Qiao Yun, you don't have to think like this, I will be grateful to you!"

Lian Qing's fingers were firmly stuck in the soil, his hair was disheveled, and he looked extremely embarrassed.

"I've never thought about your gratitude, and I don't want you to be bullied. I just miss the last friendship between you and me when we were young. From then on, we will never have anything to do again!"

Qiao Yun didn't want to look at the people on the ground anymore. Lian Qing, who had given him some sincerity, finally disappeared...

When Du Guijun passed away, Nan Jun vented all his anger on Qiao's family, and when Qiao Yun was crying until his heart broke, that thin boy named Lian Qing also served as Qiao Yun's shoulders, said many warm words to his heart, and accompanied him Had many rough nights.

So when everyone abandoned him, Qiao Yun took him to his master.

Now, all the friendship has disappeared with this assassination.

When Lian Qinghong looked over, Qiao Yun had already turned away.

Nan Jun pulled Qiao Yun over distressedly, and led him to turn around and leave.

"Kick people out of the house and let them fend for themselves!"

This time, Lian Qing never begged for mercy, maybe Qiao Yun's determination reminded him of the past...

In the early morning of the next day, it is well known that the son of the Lian family was kicked out of the Eight Princes' Mansion by pretending to be the Eight Princes' savior.

There is never a shortage of new things in Beijing, and this thing will naturally be forgotten as time goes by, just like when the eighth prince took the savior back to the mansion.

This day, Qiao Yun had just met the managers of the shops under the name of the Eight Princes' Mansion, when he was stopped by a face-to-face waiter.

"Slave pays respects to the Eighth Prince. Someone asked this slave to hand over this jade pendant to the prince."

The little attendant made a big gift to Qiao Yun, and then presented a jade pendant with both hands.

Qiao Yun frowned and stared at the jade pendant for a long time before raising his hand to take it.

"Are you from Uncle?"

"The queen asked the slave to send a message to Wang Jun, asking Wang Jun to take time to enter the palace in these two days."

A killing intent flashed in Qiao Yun's eyes, but thinking of Nanjun's situation, he suppressed the killing intent again, and only clenched the jade pendant in his hand.

"I will go, but from now on, I don't want to see you in the palace again!"

After Qiao Yun finished speaking, she turned and left, leaving only the back of the servant.

No one in this world can hurt Nan Jun, not even his own uncle.

Qiao Yun did not want the Queen to place their people in the Eight Princes' Mansion, and if the servant was not from the Queen, Qiao Yun would not spare his life either.

I wanted to kill the servant to give the queen and the princess a warning, but Qiao Yun was afraid that they would attack Nan Jun. After all, Nan Jun didn't remember anything now, and he couldn't think about many things.

"What's wrong with Wang Jun? Could it be that those in charge gave you a look?"

Shuang'er came in with the snacks just made by the dining room, and saw Qiao Yun's livid face as soon as she came, and asked with concern.

Chapter end

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