Chapter 80: don't need your help

Chapter 80: don't need your help

As expected by Nan Yan, when the dark guard released the news that several assassins had been captured alive, and the assassins were about to speak, some people couldn't sit still...

The Prince Regent's Mansion has long been filled with secret guards, just waiting for those people to come and die.

The people in Beijing did not know why, but they only knew that that night, there was a loud sound of fighting and killing in the Palace of the Regent, and the sound of swords and swords continued for most of the night.

"Heh! What a li zhi, she was raising private soldiers at the foot of the imperial city, and she almost destroyed half of the regent's palace!"

That morning, the young emperor was angry for the first time in the hall, and it was said that it was because the elder sister whom she regarded as her mother was injured.

"Holy Majesty calm down..."

The courtiers knelt all over the hall, and no one dared to mention the matter of Qiao Huaren.

That day, the people who were going to destroy Qiao's family tried their best to shrink back, hoping that the emperor would forget what he had said.

However, His Royal Highness the Prince Regent had already stated that no one would be left in Li Zhi's party.

When the little emperor killed nearly ten officials with one decree, all the courtiers had to admit that the emperor had grown up and learned ten percent of the methods of the regent.

Fortunately, the Qiao family was wronged and wronged, and the truth came to light at this time, and the Holy One returned justice to the Qiao family.

When Qiao Huaren, who was in a mess, led everyone to stand at the door of Qiao's mansion again, he couldn't help but let out a long breath.

For the rest of my life after the catastrophe, it seems that many things are underestimated...

"Wife master..."

Wang followed behind Qiao Huaren and called out in a low voice.

Only then did Qiao Huaren regain his composure and stepped forward.

As soon as he stepped on a step, Qiao Huaren retracted his legs again, and asked the butler behind him, "Where is the eldest son?"

The butler chuckled, and said helplessly, "Patriarch! Didn't you forget that the Eldest Young Master has already married into the Prince Regent's Mansion!"

Before the imperial decree arrived in the morning, His Royal Highness the Prince Regent took him away in person. Their Patriarch may have suffered a lot of grievances during this period, and even lost his mind.

Qiao Huaren touched his nose in embarrassment, and then stepped into Qiao's mansion.

Over the years, she owed that child a lot. Unexpectedly, the once-in-a-lifetime wedding would end up in prison.

Qiao Huaren felt more and more pitiful for his son.

"Order to go on, clean up the house in the past few days, to get rid of bad luck..."

Qiao Huaren stopped suddenly, thinking about Qiao Yun's return home in three dynasties.

If counting from today, Qiao Yun will go back to visit her relatives in three days, and I don't know if the child is still willing to come back to see her irresponsible mother.

But no matter what, Qiao Huaren still ordered the housekeeper to take a good rest in the yard where Qiao Yun lived before.

If they come back, it will be regarded as a little compensation for her as a mother, if they don't come back... then it's all for peace of mind!

Wang Shi just listened on the sidelines and didn't say anything. After this life and death, he didn't want to fight for those things outside of him anymore.

For a man, the most important thing is to be loved by his wife and have healthy and well-behaved children.

After so many years of fighting with a child without a father, Wang suddenly felt that she was also a fool.

It's just that Mrs. Wang can figure it out, but I'm afraid that some people will be blinded by jealousy and can't see the situation clearly!

"My wife, where are you going?"

Qiao Huaren, who had just tidied up, changed his clothes and was about to go out, Wang hurriedly chased him out from behind and asked.

The emperor had already pardoned the Qiao family. In order to express his apology, he specially gave Qiao Huaren half a month's leave. At this time, people in the court were in a state of panic. Why is the wife going out now?

Qiao Huaren paused, but didn't look back: "Go to the ancestral hall."

Seeing Qiao Huaren's back going away, Wang couldn't help but clenched the handkerchief tightly.

He just returned home and went to the ancestral hall without even using his saliva. Don't think about it, Wang also knows what Qiao Huaren is for.

The eye sockets were slowly turning red, as if all the strength in her body had been vented, Wang clutched her heart, feeling an indescribable pain.

After so many years, he is still not as good as the dead man in her heart.

No one knew what Qiao Huaren was doing in the ancestral hall, only that the Patriarch did not come out that night.

And in the Prince Regent's Mansion, Nan Jun, who claimed to be injured, had a wound all over his body.

If it wasn't for Qiao Yun's refusal to eat in anger, she might not be willing to let him get out of bed!

"Good Yun'er, just take a bite!"

Nan Jun was holding a bowl of bird's nest, and leaned over to the bedside, coaxing softly.

She admitted that it was because she was so excited that she didn't control her strength well and bullied Ren'er tightly, but isn't she trying to make up for it now?

Qiao Yun hugged the quilt with a flushed face, covering her hot face and naked body under the quilt, only revealing her big wet eyes, staring at Nan Jun from time to time.

This person usually looks like an iceberg, but he looks like a tiger on the bed, almost wanting to eat him.

"You...you go out first, I want to get dressed..."

Before Qiao Yun finished speaking, Nan Jun put down the bowl and went to lift Qiao Yun's quilt.

"What else are you going to do?"

Qiao Yun hugged the quilt tightly as if he was facing an enemy, and stared at Nan Jun with dissatisfaction.

"Uh... help you get dressed!"

Nan Jun smiled shamelessly, with a sly look in his eyes.

For some reason, seeing this little man's embarrassment, she found it very cute.

"No, I'll do it myself, you...you go out first."

Qiao Yun was about to die of shame, how dare he let that person dress him.

"Yun'er..." Nan Jun looked at Qiao Yun amusedly, and said seriously, "We are already married, and you are my husband."

"But...but I'm not used to it yet..." Qiao Yun pursed her lips shyly.

He might not have the courage to ask him to change clothes and wash his hands in front of a woman, even though that person is his favorite Nan Jie.

Afraid that he would starve to death, Nan Jun didn't force him anymore, this kind of thing must happen slowly.

"Okay then, I'll let Axue come in to serve you."

Seeing Nan Jun really pushed the door and walked out, Qiao Yun crawled up with a sore body.

Gritting her teeth, Qiao Yun pulled off the inner garment on the side and put it on her body. Even if A Xue came in to serve him, he would not be naked. Besides, he was covered with red marks all over his body now... How could it be easy for A Xue to see those red marks.

As soon as she put on her snow-white obscene pants, A Xue pushed the door open and walked in.

The little guy smiled obsequiously, and bounced to Qiao Yun's side: "Did Wang Jun sleep well last night? Hee hee... Patriarch asked Axue to serve Wang Jun."

At this moment, the patriarch that Ah Xue was referring to was Nan Jun, who had entered the Prince Regent's mansion, so he could be said to have become the favorite of the group.

There is no male master in the mansion, and Nanjun doesn't allow men to serve him close to him. This huge palace doesn't even have a respectable servant.

Axue was Qiao Yun's dowry, and he became the man in the mansion second only to Qiao Yun in status as soon as he arrived, so everyone in the Prince Regent's mansion wanted to compliment him.

Coupled with the master's order, Wang Jun intends to find a wife for this servant, those thoughtful women are naturally more concerned about A Xue.