Chapter 90: You only have love with that kid from the Qiao family
"It's been great."
Nan Jun nodded silently, not knowing how to tell the two people in front of him that he couldn't remember the past.
"It's just that after falling off the cliff and putting my head on my head, some things became blurred."
Anfeng's hand hanging by his side tightened, feeling guilty in his heart, but he didn't know what to do to make up for the damage Nan Jie suffered.
Seeing the remorse of the two people in front of him, Nan Yu stepped forward and patted their shoulders, and An Yu grinned from the pain, almost lying on the ground.
"This king is blessed with great fate, you don't need to blame yourself."
"If the master survives a catastrophe, there must be future blessings. The subordinates respectfully wish the master good luck and longevity."
An Yu grinned and did not forget to flatter, making Nan Jun dumbfounded.
"Master Lian saved his master's life, and his subordinates will definitely repay him in the future."
Thinking of Nanjun's savior, An Yu added another sentence.
"Which Lian family son is Lian Qing?"
Nan Jun looked at the two of them and asked.
"Although the young master of Lian Yaowen's family, deputy envoy of the Sipin General Administration Department, is a descendant, but because of his father's early death, he is not favored in the mansion." An Feng hurriedly said seriously.
Speaking of which, the reason Lian Qing was able to leave an impression in the eyes of everyone was also thanks to Qiao Yun.
"I see."
Nan Jun nodded knowingly.
She just said it!
How could a son of a master go to such a mountainous place to be a doctor?
If Lian Qing was favored in the mansion, how could he live with her in the Eight Princes Mansion and not go home?
After such a calculation, Nan Jun felt a little more pity for this unfavored savior.
"He is also a poor man, let the people in the house treat him better in the future!"
An Feng and An Yu looked at each other, a little confused about what their master meant.
If it is written according to the script, shouldn't the master want to embrace the beauty? How could she be willing to leave a good-looking beauty like that?
"Both of you go to recuperate by yourself, this king is going to the palace for a while."
There are eleven thousand and ten thousand reluctances in Nan Jun's heart, but she can't escape what she should do.
According to the general who guarded the city, he should be a queen who is favored by the emperor, and the ones who assassinated her were none other than those sisters of hers who had never met.
"Master, this subordinate will accompany you into the palace."
Anfeng was worried about Nan Jun, and worried about her being alone.
"Master, the subordinates also go."
An Yu also said hastily at the side.
"This king was just injured, not stupid, it's okay."
How could Nan Jun let the two patients enter the palace with her? There are already injuries all over his body, and he will be kneeling and standing at that time, and he doesn't know how long he will take care of it.
Without waiting for the two to say any more, Nan Jun walked out the door.
"Master's return this time has changed a lot." An Yu murmured while staring at Nan Jun's back.
If she hadn't taken the opportunity of hugging Nanjun just now to take a peek at Nanjun's little mole, she would have thought that her master had been dropped!
Dark Rain doesn't seem to have any shape, but his mind is extremely delicate.
Where can the personal guards trained by the royal family go?
"Forget it, forget it...you will be much happier!"
An Feng felt that his master was much happier than before. Since Du Guijun passed away, his master hadn't smiled so carefree for a long time.
A six-year-old child lost her protective father in the man-eating palace and survived only because of the emperor's favor. The difficulties of Nanju and her sisters are the most clear.
But it wasn't just Du Guijun's departure that made the master feel uncomfortable, but also... Young Master Qiao.
How much their master liked Mr. Qiao before, and how sad he was later.
Because of the "father-killing vengeance" that I don't know if it's true or not, the master doesn't even want his favorite Mr. Qiao. If Du Guijun is still alive, I'm afraid he won't want to see the master become like that!
Nan Jun went to the palace alone. After the emperor received the news, he ordered his cronies to meet him at the gate of the palace. As soon as the man saw the real Eighth Prince, he wiped his tears and led her to the imperial study.
The first time Nan Jun saw the mother sitting in the upper position, he knew that this was not a simple woman, but the way she looked at him was full of emotions.
Is it love?
Still miss?
Or doubt?
Nan Jun didn't dare to look directly at him for too long, and he couldn't see what that person was thinking.
"My son is back, please greet the mother emperor."
After Nan Jun finished speaking, he was about to kneel down as soon as he lifted the hem of his clothes.
The emperor stepped forward to support Nan Jun at the right time, and complained: "How many times have I said that when there are no outsiders around, there is no need for those empty etiquettes."
Nan Jun didn't insist on kneeling. If he really knelt on the hard ground, it would be quite painful!
The emperor hugged Nan Jun in his arms, and then sighed affectionately: "My son is finally back!"
Nan Jun was very embarrassed and curious, why do these women like to hug her?
If it weren't for the two soft lumps in front of her, she would have doubted whether she was a man!
"It's my daughter's unfilial piety that made the Queen worry."
She still remembers what the goalkeeper said!
In order to find her, the emperor dispatched a guard army in the middle of the capital. If someone rebels at this time, the emperor doesn't even have a life-saving talisman!
It would be a lie to say that she is not moved, but Nan Jun feels that she needs to observe carefully for a while before she can draw a conclusion on whether the royal family has true feelings.
"It's good to be back, it's good to be back. I will definitely seek justice for my son, and let those who hurt you bear the punishment they can't afford."
A look of sternness flashed in the emperor's eyes, as if she had already found out who was going to kill Nan Jun.
"With the empress caring so much, how could something happen to the baby?"
Nan Jun sat opposite the emperor, looking at the table full of memorials, he felt more and more pitiful to be the emperor!
Those princesses don't know what's wrong with them, but they want to sit in this thankless position, how silly!
"I heard that the son of the Lian family saved you?"
The emperor poured a cup of tea for Nan Jun himself, and poured a cup for himself as well.
"Jian'er was seriously injured and poisoned, so she couldn't see. Thanks to Mr. Lian who rescued her and took care of her for several months, she was able to see her mother again."
Nan Jun didn't hide anything, after all Lian Qing saved the emperor's child, as Nan Jun's mother, the emperor should reward him well.
"Lian Yao's question is not good. The son is useful, but it's a pity that the child's status is low and he is not worthy of my daughter."
The emperor sighed with a little regret.
"Your son, Mr. Julien, has no love for men and women. The reason why he was brought into the palace was to repay his life-saving grace."
Nan Jun didn't want to marry a man he didn't feel for, and it would delay others and wrong him.
A person's life is short, she must find a confidant, and spend the rest of her life to be considered complete.
The emperor was not displeased by Nan Jun's words, on the contrary he said with a smile: "I know, you only have feelings for that child of the Qiao family..."