Chapter 142: Unless he does not marry

Chapter 142: Unless he does not marry

"You hugged that woman in black that day, we all saw it, do you still want to play tricks?"

Speaking of the woman in black, Qiao Yun didn't even refute anymore.

If it was considered indecent because he hugged her, then he admitted it.

Du Shujing stood up, stood in front of Qiao Yun, looked at Zuo Cheng and raised the corners of his mouth.

"It seems that Mr. Zuo has forgotten about the hair cut that day!"

"you…"

Zuo Cheng's face was flushed with anger, but he didn't dare to get angry with Du Shujing, so he could only give Qiao Yun a hard look, then turned and left.

"Hmph... I don't even think about my own virtues, but I still want to marry my cousin, it's just a dream come true!"

Even if my uncle agrees with my cousin to marry a man like Zuo Cheng, he will try to mess things up. A man with a bad heart like Zuo Cheng is definitely not acceptable.

"Shujing, you... how could you say that in front of him?"

Seeing that everyone around had dispersed, Qiao Yun pulled Du Shujing to sit down and complained in a low voice.

"Yun'er, you are really not suitable for that beggar sister, a woman like cousin is the most suitable for you."

Seeing that Qiao Yun wanted to praise the beggar sister again, Du Shujing hurriedly continued, "Even if you still have that beggar sister with strong martial arts in your heart, it doesn't affect your understanding of my cousin! If you two hit it off, it would be a good thing Is it? Even if it fails, there is no loss, right?"

"But if this word reaches the ears of Her Royal Highness, you...how can I meet people!"

Qiao Yun blushed a little face. How could there be such a fool in this world who compromised his innocence just to anger others?

"You don't need to worry about this. Even if this word reaches my cousin's ears, I said it, and it has nothing to do with you. Didn't they all hear it?"

Du Shujing was going all out for Qiao Yun, even if he was reprimanded by the cousin he had never met, he would admit it.

Anyway, take over Qiao Yun first, so as not to be robbed by other young masters.

There is no impenetrable wall in this world. In less than two days, the news about the regent's daughter and the son of Qiao's family spread throughout the capital. Even Nan Jun accidentally ate his own melon.

"Master, when did you meet the young master of the Qiao family? The subordinates don't even know about it!"

The moonlight was hazy, sitting on the tree with the wind, looking at Nan Jie who was drinking alone in the yard and jokingly said.

The corners of Nan Jun's mouth curled up, he raised his head and drank the slightly bitter wine in the glass, and said with a loud smile, "We met a long time ago..."

They had known each other for so long that she couldn't remember how many years.

"It turns out that the rumors are true. Master, do you really want to marry the young master of the Qiao family?"

Suifeng straightened up, with a curious look on his face.

"Unless he does not marry."

Nan Jun poured another cup, put it to his lips and sniffed it, then shook his head dissatisfied.

This drink always feels like something is missing, not enjoyable.

A gust of night wind blew, and the leaves moved slightly. The wind on the tree cupped its fists towards the south, and said with a smile: "Then my subordinate congratulated the master in advance. Since the young master of the Qiao family is our future master, the subordinate will be able to give you a good compliment." That's it."

"Of course, the master of the family will have the final say in the future."

Nan Jun put down the cup in his hand, waved to Sui Feng, and entered the house.

I am used to being accompanied by that little person, but now I am a little unable to adapt to a person's life.

Nan Jun sighed helplessly, leaned his whole body back, landed on the bed with several layers of thick cushions, and slowly closed his eyes.

The half-window sparse shadows, a dream for thousands of years, the sound of the piano and the flute are pitiful.

At the Qiao's dining table, Qiao Qingquan and Qiao Xu stared at Qiao Yun who was drinking soup there without blinking their eyes.

"What's wrong?"

Qiao Yun raised her head in a daze, looked at her mother and sister and asked, not forgetting to touch her face with her hand, worried if there was something unclean on her face.

"Ahem..."

Qiao Qingquan coughed softly, nudged Qiao Xu who was beside her with her elbow, and then buried her head and pretended to eat.

Qiao Xu glanced at his mother who wanted to ask but didn't dare to ask, and then at his father who looked expectant, before he put down his chopsticks.

"Yun'er..."

"Um?"

"Um... when did you meet Nan Shinu?"

Qiao Xu rubbed her nose in embarrassment, the Nan Shi Nu she was talking about was Nan Jun, the Prince Regent's Shi Daughter.

Qiao Yun frowned, not understanding what sister meant.

"Did something happen between you and Nanshinv? Why did the outside world hear about you..."

Before Qiao Xu finished speaking, Qiao Yun realized what she was pointing at, and blushed instantly.

Qiao Yun pursed her thin lips lightly, lowered her eyes and said, "Yun'er has never even seen Her Majesty's face, so there are those who are there and who are not, it's just groundless!"

Qiao Xu asked again unwillingly: "Didn't Shujing take you to play at the Regent's Palace a few days ago?"

"On that day, there was only Wang Jun in the mansion. The regent brought His Royal Highness into the palace. We have never met before."

Mrs. Li glanced at her head-wife in disappointment, picked up chopsticks to pick up food for Qiao Yun, opened her mouth, hesitated to speak.

When they heard about the regent's daughter and their son, their first reaction was joy.

Both Qiao Qingquan and Qiao Xu had met Nan Jun in the court hall. Regardless of her talent or appearance, this female Highness is first-class, and no one in Feng Kingdom can match her.

If their son can marry to Nanfu, then their Qiao family will really burn the incense.

Hearing what Qiao Yun said now, they were very disappointed.

"It's okay if you don't know each other, I'll see you at the flower viewing feast tomorrow."

Mrs. Li looked at Qiao Yun with a smile, and a smile flashed across her eyes. Even if Qiao Yun didn't know Nan Shinv, he would always be ahead of the other young masters if there were such rumors first.

Qiao Qingquan was puzzled, if it was true what his son said, he didn't know Nan Shinv, then the rumors had already spread in the capital, why Nan Shinv was indifferent?

"Um…"

Qiao Yun responded perfunctorily. He has no interest in His Royal Highness, and his benefactor's sister is the best.

As long as he thought of her, he couldn't help being happy.

Li only thought that the smile on the corner of his son's mouth was due to shyness, but he didn't think that if he knew that Qiao Yun had taken a fancy to a "beggar", the Qiao family would have fallen into trouble long ago.

The curtain is small with the wind, and the rain is next to the forest. In October, the clear frost is heavy, where to return to. (—From Tang Dynasty: Du Fu's "Firefly")

The palace has already prepared delicious food and wine, just waiting for the adults to bring their families into the palace.

A few magpies flew up to the branches and chirped happily, as if they were also telling their good mood today.

The young ladies and sons are all dressed in splendid attire, strolling in the imperial garden, forming a colorful picture scroll.

Qiao Yun's family originally entered the palace together. After meeting a few old acquaintances, Qiao Qingquan took Qiao Xu away, leaving only Qiao Yun to accompany Mrs. Li to the small pavilion in the imperial garden.