Chapter 97: Greet relatives
"what?"
Nan Jun got up hurriedly, wondering in his heart, his savior came to live in the house for more than a month, why did he get sick?
"Young Master Lian is very skilled in medicine, did he ever say that he had some kind of disease?"
An Feng behind him asked the servant.
The waiter shook his head, what could he say? Do you want to say that Mr. Lian has been unhappy since he knew that the Eighth Prince's daughter was going to get married?
Today is a day of great joy for their master, but anyone with a little brain would not say those unlucky words.
"Go to the imperial physician first, and this king will go and have a look."
After all, he is his savior, even though Nan Jun is not used to that person's delicate temperament, it is not easy to let him go.
Besides, didn't the little fairy in the dream tell her to take good care of her savior!
"Master..." An Feng stretched out his hand to grab Nan Jun's sleeve, frowned and said, "The auspicious time is coming soon, let's go!"
Nan Jun stopped there just after he took the steps, but thinking of Lian Qing's meticulous care during the months when he was in a coma, he still rejected An Feng's kindness.
"Let's go, my lord! If the auspicious time comes, and my lord has not come yet, you can take someone to Qiao's mansion first, and I will catch up soon."
After all, without waiting for An Feng to react, Nan Jun went out with the little waiter.
An Feng looked at Nan Jun's leaving back, and couldn't help frowning even deeper.
It was really time for Mr. Lian to faint!
As a bystander, An Feng could see clearly, but he didn't know whether his master's heart was like a mirror.
However, even if Nanjun knew that this coincidence was intentional by Lian Qing, so what?
Even though that man had some scheming, he also saved her life. As long as he didn't harm the world, Nan Jun didn't count as these small tricks to tear him down.
A child who has not been favored since childhood, inevitably has more thoughts.
Hearing the hurried footsteps from outside, the corners of Lian Qing's mouth curled up, and he hurriedly lay down on the bed, pretending to be unconscious.
Nan Jun casually pointed to the two servants at the door and followed her into the house. It was a matter of the innocence of the man's family, so she didn't want to cause any more trouble.
"Young Master Lian, can I have dinner in the morning?"
Nan Jun glanced at Lian Qing who was lying on the bed, and asked the two servants standing beside him.
"Returning to the master, even the son looks bad when he wakes up in the morning, and he hasn't had breakfast yet."
The little servant's voice trembled, he was afraid that he would be punished for not taking good care of the Eighth Prince's daughter's savior.
There is no male master in the Eighth Prince's Mansion, since Young Master Lian came, all the people in the mansion took care of him like a king.
Now the savior of the Eighth Prince's Girl is not feeling well, if the Eighth Prince's Girl blames him, then those who have served Young Master Lian will be punished.
"Go and ask the kitchen to make a bowl of soup."
"Yes."
As soon as the little servant stepped back, the person on the bed slowly woke up.
When he saw Nan Jun in red, Lian Qing's eyes suddenly turned red.
Nan Jun took two steps forward, and said with concern: "Is there any discomfort? If you need anything, just ask the butler to get it."
Lian Qinghong shook her head with red eyes, and said softly: "Qing'er is fine, today is the day of big sister's joy, Qing'er dare not miss the time of sister's."
Nan Jun sighed secretly, feeling increasingly displeased with Lian Qing's actions in his heart, but it was hard to show it on his face.
"This king has ordered someone to invite the imperial physician. Since the young master is fine, this king will leave first."
Nan Jun already knew some medical skills, how could he fail to see that Lian Qing was pretending to be sick?
It's just that today is a day of great joy for Nan Jun, even if she can't be with the young master of the Qiao family, she can't lose face of the Qiao family.
"Sister Yu..."
Lian Qing got up in a hurry, and fell off the bed in a hurry.
Nan Jun frowned, and raised his hand to the little servant standing there, who immediately went to Fulianqing.
Lian Qing's pear-blossoming and rainy little face was full of grief, but he still smiled strong and said: "Qing'er, congratulations to Sister Jun..."
If it was an ordinary woman, she must have understood Lian Qing's intentions at this time, but Nanjun made up her mind to pretend that she didn't understand, and Lian Qing couldn't pretend anymore.
Nan Jun nodded, turned sideways and said: "You are also a superb medical skill, take good care of your body, the whole Eight Princes' House will not wrong you."
Nan Jun's meaning was very clear, even if she married Wang Jun, the whole of the Eighth Prince's House would not neglect Lian Qing, he didn't need to worry about anything else.
"islet…"
Before Lian Qing could finish speaking, the red figure had already disappeared in front of him.
"Young Master Lian, please help me get up!"
The servant crouched there cautiously, ready to hold Lian Qing's arm.
But was thrown away by Lian Qing: "Get out... get out..."
The little waiter shrank back in fright, seeing that Mr. Lian, who was usually as gentle as jade, was full of anger at this moment, got up and ran out in fright.
If he can't see Lian Qing's meaning at this time, then he is a fool.
This Mr. Lian has a crush on their master, but the master is going to marry Mr. Qiao's family today, so Mr. Lian is in a bad mood and loses his temper...
Nan Jun didn't take Lian Qing's matter to heart, and when he left Lian Qing's courtyard, Nan Jun left the palace directly.
After listening for a while, I saw Nan Jun point his toes, and he disappeared at the end of the alley.
An Feng, who was worried about the future of his immediate master, kept looking back.
After crossing this street, you will enter the main road, and the bride will not be there at that time, so what will others say if it is spread out!
A smear of red suddenly fell on the horse beside them, An Feng and An Yu were overjoyed, and they called out in unison: "Master."
"Let's go, don't miss the auspicious time."
An Yu couldn't help feeling worried for Nan Jun. The blessings of Qi people are really not easy to enjoy. A son of the Qiao family whose master has been hiding in his heart for more than ten years, and a son of the Lian family who saved his master's life. I'm afraid it will be lively!
The people of Qiao's mansion saw the woman in red sitting on the horse from a distance, and they became agitated, and Sa Yazi ran into the mansion.
While running, she yelled: "The eighth princess is here to meet her!"
The voice was so loud that I was afraid that my young master would not be able to hear it.
Qiao Yun's face blushed, and Xi Gong beside him hurriedly put a Xipa on his head.
General Qiao and Qiao Zhengjun supported Qiao Yun to go out one by one, and handed him over to Nan Min with their own hands.
"Eighth Prince, I will leave my son to you."
General Qiao cupped his fists towards Nanjun, and Nanjun looked at the woman in front of him, and couldn't help feeling a good impression in his heart, and returned a salute to her.
The Qiao family has been loyal ministers of the Southern Kingdom for generations, and is deeply trusted by the emperor. If it wasn't for Qiao Yun who only had Nanjun in his heart, and if she didn't want to marry, all the sons of the Qiao family would marry the future emperor to be the queen.
Nan Jun followed the rules taught by the man sent by the palace step by step, without any sign of impatience, which reassured General Qiao and his wife.
The friendship they grew up with cannot be faked. Looking at the Eighth Prince, she is much more mature than before.