The Boss Wears a Book To a Woman Chapter 193

Du Li turned pale with fright, reached out and touched Qiao Yun's navel, and asked tremblingly, "Yun'er, you... where is your Shougong Sha?"

Du Li still didn't believe that Nan Jun had ever returned. He was afraid that someone would take advantage of Qiao Yun's innocent body while they were away. Understand.

Qiao Yun was itchy from being touched by Du Li, and couldn't help shrinking back, putting down his clothes to cover his stomach, Qiao Yun hugged Du Li's hand with both hands, and deliberately lowered his voice.

"Brother Ah Li, last night it was really Sister Yu, she came back!

She told Yun'er that she had killed Lu Li, who was a master of martial arts, and was seriously injured herself, so she disappeared for a long time.

It's just that she sent a letter back, but she was delayed for some reason.

Sister Jie is really fine, she didn't want to be known that she had entered Beijing without an order, so she left again after seeing her in a hurry.

However, Sister Jun promised Yun'er that she would not go to the battlefield this time and would come back soon. "

In fact, after Qiao Yun woke up, he wanted to understand why Nan Jun insisted on leaving.

Even if Nanjun didn't have an edict to return to Beijing, as long as she hides and sees no visitors, Qiao Yun will draw up a new edict calling her back to Beijing and send it to the border.

It's just that there are more important things at the border that need Nan Jun. If she doesn't go, Qiao Yun will have to choose someone to go. Wasn't it because there was no one available that Nan Jun took the initiative to invite her?

Lu Li was dead, and Dongguo might not be able to fight Lingguo again. Whether it is a war or a peace has to be discussed by both parties. Mu Weijun was just a fledgling, and he dared not make a decision, so Nanjun had to go back.

After listening to Qiao Yun's detailed account of all this, Du Li's small face turned from white to red, and then from red to white again, looking a little at a loss.

He seemed to understand what happened to the bruises on Qiao Yun's body, and he also believed that Nan Jun had really been there.

In this world, except for Nan Jun, no one can easily gain Qiao Yun's trust. Qiao Yun is the closest person to Nan Jun, so he will definitely not admit his mistake.

"That's great, Yun'er, cousin is fine, it's really great!"

Du Li hugged Qiao Yun excitedly, with the same joy on his face as Qiao Yun.

"Brother Ah Li believes Yun'er's words?"

"Believe it! Yun'er said that she has been here, and my cousin must have been here last night."

Although Qiao Yun didn't ask Du Limo to publicize this matter, he also believed that Du Li must know that Nanjun's return to Beijing was of great importance, and they didn't even tell Li Hanying about it.

The emperor seemed to have returned to the cold and wise little emperor in the past. When Sun Hui, who was the most talkative, saw the sly look in the emperor's eyes again, she was so frightened that she didn't dare to say a word.

She still remembers the half-year salary that was deducted from her!

It's just that everyone is also very puzzled. Since the regent's accident, the emperor has always seemed to be a different person. How can he be better today?

Could it be that the matter of the regent has passed, and the emperor has let go?

Nan Jun rode alone to the border, without the burden of soldiers and food, and in the autumn season, there was no ice and snow blocking the way, so the speed of going back was much faster.

"Nine thousand years old is back..."

This sentence was shouted everywhere in the barracks, Mu Weijun, who was discussing matters with the soldiers in the tent, heard it, and ran out first, ignoring the old generals above him.

"The end general has seen nine thousand years old!"

Mu Weijun saluted the woman on the horse, with a pair of red eyes on his dark face, obviously very excited.

Nan Jun jumped off the horse, came to Mu Weijun, and helped her up himself.

"Little General Mu has worked hard!"

Mu Weijun really worked very hard, he dealt with the barbarians in the northwest border, and hurried to the border of the east country to help out, a good lady from an official family, how can she look like a woman from an aristocratic family at this time?

"Fortunately, the last general will not be disgraced!"

Mu Weijun cupped his fists toward Nanjun, an imperceptible blush flashed across his face.

Except for the hasty farewell to Nine Thousand Years before the expedition, this was the first time Mu Weijun saw Nan Jun at such a close distance.

Seeing her today, she has seen her appearance, and her reputation is indeed well-deserved.

As for the method, Mu Weijun disagreed.

How can a regent who is willing to lead the enemy to the edge of a cliff for the sake of his soldiers alone be so ruthless?

Back then, many soldiers who secretly disobeyed Nan Jun's discipline, in the process of advancing and retreating with her, let go of their prejudices and respected her as handsome.

Looking up, all the generals had already stood in front of Nanjun, and made a big salute to Nanjun: "Congratulations on the safe return of Nine Thousand Years Old!"

"The generals are flat."

The return of Nanjun not only gave the soul a backbone, but also brought about earth-shaking changes after the court heard about it.

When Nan Jun was not around and Qiao Yun was out of his mind, the officials who were doing evil outside were so frightened that their legs went limp, not to mention that they had even contradicted Qiao Yun in the court.

Li Hanying had to admire Nan Jun's ability. Without Nan Jun's protection, the young emperor would not be respected by those ministers.

Now hearing that Nine Thousand Years Old has returned safely, some people may not even be able to eat anymore.

Qiao Yun gained weight at a speed visible to the naked eye, which made Li Hanying and Du Li very happy.

Qiao Yun still remembered what Nan Jun once said, she said she didn't like his skinny appearance, it was so ugly.

So he has to grow some flesh before she comes back, so that she won't be disgusted.

It's just the beginning of winter, and in just two or three months, Qiao Yun has gained a whole circle of weight, which made Du Li very worried.

Looking at Qiao Yun's chubby waist and fleshy little hands, Du Li couldn't help but hold down Qiao Yun's hand that was going to pull the drumstick again.

"Ahem...Yun'er! It's fine if you're full, there's no need to support yourself, you're already very... well, pretty, my cousin won't say you're skinny anymore."

Du Li abruptly swallowed back the word "fat" and changed it to beautiful.

Qiao Yun looked down at her stomach, pinched the flesh on the back of her hand, and couldn't help but flatten her mouth.

"Brother Ah Li, Yun'er doesn't know what's wrong with me, even though she eats a lot every meal, she still feels hungry..."

In fact, Qiao Yun wanted to say that he had tried his best not to eat too much. For Qiao Yun, the food that Du Li regarded as a lot was only six percent full.

"Still hungry?"

Du Li's jaw was so frightened that he almost dislocated his jaw. He was hungry after eating the previous three meals. Could it be that the child is sick?

"Uh-huh…"

Qiao Yun nodded obediently, staring pitifully at the chicken leg that had been torn off in half by him, his eyes full of prayers.

Du Li looked at Qiao Yun, then at the chicken leg, and finally put the chicken leg in Qiao Yun's bowl himself, but he was planning to let Li Hanying feel Qiao Yun's pulse.

Chapter end

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