The Boss Wears a Book To a Woman Chapter 227

Qiao Yun blushed and lowered her head, and it took a long time for a few words to come out of her mouth.

"Is this sword for me?"

"Like it?"

Qiao Yun nodded obediently, he fell in love with the sword the first time he saw it.

"Stay if you like it!"

Nan Jun turned around with a smile and continued walking to the front hall.

Holding the sword in his arms, Qiao Yun looked at the back of the woman going away, and couldn't help but fell into deep thought.

This person seems to treat him better than the master. Is she really the big murderer that the master said?

If the one hundred and three members of the Qiao family were not killed by Nan Jun, then what was the reason for his persistence all these years?

When Qiao Yun looked at the table full of dishes he had never seen before, the little man's eyes almost popped out.

The little waiter at the side brought hot water for Qiao Yun to clean his hands. After Qiao Yun handed over the handkerchief awkwardly, he carefully glanced at Nan Jun.

"Anyone else eating with me?"

Nan Jun personally put a small bowl of porridge in front of Qiao Yun, and said with a smile, "It's just you and me."

Qiao Yun flattened her mouth disapprovingly: "Then you are too extravagant, two people don't need so many dishes."

He was on the mountain, and he only had two dishes and one soup every day. The master said that as long as the meals were meat and vegetables, there was no need to waste so much time on eating.

But why is it different here?

There are dozens of dishes for just one breakfast, when will we eat it?

"Because I don't know what you like to eat, so I ordered the dining room to cook everything. You taste it first, which one you like, and let the dining room make it for you to eat in the future."

Because Qiao Yun in previous lives was not greedy for food, but in Nan Jun's impression, Qiao Yun in this life in the book loves food very much, so she went to order the dining room to prepare more food for Qiao Yun. eat.

Qiao Yun's hand holding the chopsticks tightened, no matter how stupid he was, he could still see that Nan Jun was kind to him.

This person is so extravagant, is it because of him?

Qiao Yun was suddenly confused. He didn't understand why Nan Jun was so kind to him, but he didn't know how to ask.

Qiao Yun first took a sip of the porridge that Nan Jun handed over, and there was minced meat in it?

With a small mouth, Qiao Yun took another big sip, puffing up her face, not to mention how cute she is.

"Is it tasty?"

Nan Jun looked at Qiao Yun amusedly, seeing him nodding, his heart softened a bit.

"Eat more if it tastes good, it's time for you to grow your body."

Nan Jun only ate a bowl of porridge, and the rest of the time was spent serving the little man in front of him.

"Hi...uh..."

Qiao Yun burped again, clutching her chubby belly, looking at the dishes left on the table, she couldn't help feeling sad.

"It's fine if you can't eat it. If you like these, just let them do it during lunch."

Nan Jun was also stunned by the little man's appetite, he knew that the child could eat, but he didn't know that he was so good at eating, that he ate most of the food by himself.

"But wouldn't such a good dish be wasted?"

Qiao Yun frowned, eyes filled with distress.

The food he ate this morning was something he had never seen in his entire life. The devil forbade him to eat any more. Could it be that he had to throw away the rest?

"Then give it to the people below!"

Nan Jun has never been a extravagant person, but she just wants to pamper him and give him the best.

Qiao Yun thought of the little waiter who washed and changed his clothes in the morning, and then realized that this place is not on the mountain, even if he can't finish eating, he can share it with others.

On the mountain, each person only has one bowl of rice and two servings of food, and often he can't get enough to eat, but he doesn't dare to steal it privately, so there is no leftover.

Thinking of this, Qiao Yun couldn't help but feel guilty.

If I don't eat so much myself, can I leave more for others?

Nan Jun couldn't figure out Qiao Yun's mind, but he was sure of Qiao Yun's food-loving temperament.

Since then, this little assassin who lacked half a muscle has been raised by this scheming King of Zhennan.

Qiao Yun has lived in the Zhennan Prince's Mansion for some time, and he has long been familiar with the Taiji sword taught by Nanjun, so he can hold on for a while longer when he is making gestures with Nanjun.

Nanjun was very busy on weekdays, except for holidays, most of the time it was lunch time when he came back from court.

Qiao Yun also became familiar with him in Zhennan Prince's Mansion. On weekdays, there would be servants joking with him, and those servants would applaud and cheer him when he practiced sword.

Seeing how dedicated the servants of Zhennan Prince's Mansion were to Nan Jun, Qiao Yun felt that Nan Jun was not a bad person anymore.

In fact, when she said that the matter of the Qiao family had nothing to do with her, Qiao Yun already believed it a little.

Over the years, it's not that he hasn't secretly gone to the old mansion of Qiao's to investigate the massacre that year. Many old people said that they never saw Zhennan Wang's army pass by there.

But the master said that King Zhennan led the Nan family army to pass through Qiao County, and the Qiao family disappeared after that.

Qiao Yun knew that the Zhennan King was still Nan Jun's mother at that time, but Nan Jun, who was only twelve years old, also went with him that time.

Qiao Yun was only six years old that year, and ran out of the mansion secretly because of his love of play. When he came back, Qiao Yun's mansion had turned into hell.

Six-year-old Qiao Yun lay on the doorstep of Qiao's mansion and cried all night. It was not until the next morning that he met a master who happened to pass by, and this was the way for him to take revenge.

The master never told him why the King of Zhennan wanted to kill him, but Qiao Yun secretly checked it out when he was on a mission. It is said that the mother who was the prime minister at that time had a treasure in her hand, maybe it was because of this reason , was devastated.

Qiao Yun was willing to live in the Zhennan Prince's Mansion along the way, and another purpose was to check in the Zhennan Prince's Mansion to see if there were any treasures they brought from Qiao's Mansion back then.

As for what that treasure was, Qiao Yun didn't know. He only vaguely remembered that when he was young, he was extremely naughty and would move everything a few times. His mother once specifically explained that there was a painting in the study that must not be moved. Something must be related to that painting.

The mother and the daughter paid back the debt, if the Nan family army really killed Qiao's family at that time, the debt must be counted on Nan Jun's head.

"What are you thinking, so serious?"

Nan Jun, who had just returned from court, saw Qiao Yun who was holding his chin in a daze as soon as he entered the inner hall. He stepped forward and scratched his upturned nose, and Nan Jun took advantage of the situation and sat down.

Qiao Yun touched the tip of her nose that she touched, and couldn't help but flatten her mouth.

"It's just boring."

According to Nan Jun's love for Qiao Yun during this period, as long as he is a little tricky, he can achieve his goal.

Nan Jun poured himself a cup of tea and said, "I've been busy welcoming the envoys from the Northern Kingdom these days, so I really neglected you. After a few days to rest, how about I take you out to play?"

After all, he is only a boy of thirteen or fourteen years old, and he grew up in the mountains, Nan Jun also felt that it would be boring for him to be bored in the mansion all day.

Chapter end

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