Chapter 246: she was raised by him

Chapter 246: she was raised by him

"Go find the doctor and show Wang Jun's body. Why have you become sleepy lately?"

After all, after going through so many lives, Nan Jun already had a guess in his heart, but he still needed a doctor's diagnosis.

In the fifth year of Shengde, the little daughter-in-law of the Zhennan Palace was born, and a pair of twins were born the following year. Nanjun can be said to have become the biggest winner in life.

The treasure map has been hiding in the secret cabinet of Nanjun's study, and Qiao Yun's identity has become the deepest secret in Nanjun's heart. She just wants Qiao Yun to live happily and does not want him to have any burdens.

The sun is warm and the years are quiet.

The husband and wife are harmonious, the children are healthy, the status is noble, the food and clothing are well-fed, and there is nothing more to ask for.

…

Nan Jun came to a familiar place again, and before she could stand still, she saw Mengxian lying there.

"Eh? What's the matter?"

Nan Jun stepped forward to help the pale Mengxian up, and couldn't help frowning.

Mengxian's long eyelashes trembled, and when she saw the face of the person in front of her clearly, she hurriedly struggled to sit up.

"You came."

"Are you sick?"

Nan Jun wasn't sure if the fairy would be sick, but thinking of Mengxian's refusal to make an appointment and his unfriendly expression later, he guessed that the little fairy might not be in good health.

"No...no."

Mengxian blushed and hurriedly waved her hands.

"Would immortals be born, old, sick and die if they don't eat whole grains?"

Nan Jun laughed lightly, and spoke a few more words with Meng Xian rarely.

"Not really, it's just that Xiaoxian is always weak, which makes you laugh."

But Mengxian's heart has already been burnt. If the **** returns to his throne in the future, if he knows that he lied to her, he will laugh at him to death in his heart!

"It's fine."

Nan Jun is also unwilling to expose his lies, everyone has their own secrets.

"Xiaoxian will send you there."

Just as Mengxian was about to raise her finger, Nan Jun stopped her.

"Will I be able to see him again after... the tenth life?"

This question has been held in Nan Jun's mind for a long time, and she finally asked it today.

Mengxian was startled, pursed her lips and pondered for a moment, leaving only one sentence: "The heavenly secret must not be revealed."

Before Nan Jun asked again, he fell into a coma.

"Boom..."

A choking sound came from next to his ear, waking Nan Jun up, and his body was in unbearable pain.

Slowly opening his eyes, Nan Jun tried his best to raise his injured arm, trying to cover the glaring sunlight.

"Well…"

Pulling the wound on his body, Nan Jun couldn't help moaning.

The crying stopped immediately, and after a while of running, the familiar person had already rushed to Nan Jun.

"Yu'er, you finally woke up. You scared me to death!"

Qiao Yun looked at Nan Jun with red eyes, and there were still tears hanging from the corners of his eyes, which was extremely pitiful.

Nan Jun slowly got used to the light in the house, looked up and down the dilapidated and empty room, except for the two broken wooden cabinets in the corner and the kang under him, there were only two low chairs on the ground. A wooden bench and an old table with half a leg missing and padded with stones.

There was also a bowl on the table, steaming from the bowl, exuding a pungent bitter smell.

I think this is the medicine to be given to her.

Looking at the man in front of him again, Nan Jun felt a pain in his heart.

They were all born in wealthy families in previous lives, even if Qiao Yun was not favored, they had never been so hungry.

This sallow and thin man with no flesh on his body is her Yun'er.

Qiao Yun in this life was three years older than Nan Jun. "Nan Jun" was a child picked up by Qiao Yun's biological mother when she was alive. After Qiao's mother passed away, Qiao Yun raised her all the time.

Qiao's mother was originally a teacher, but her deceased husband left, and she supported herself and Qiao Yun with her meager income.

Later, when Nanjun was picked up, there was another mouth in the family, and the food shortage became even tighter.

Nan Jun was also in a coma on the day she was picked up. In order to see a doctor, Qiao's mother spent all her family's savings. Fortunately, Nan Jun was able to walk and work like ordinary people even though she didn't like to talk.

It's just that in the eyes of everyone, Nan Jun has always been a bit stupid, so that after Qiao's mother passed away, the whole family could only rely on Qiao Yun, who had just turned ten years old.

The "Nanjun" in the book is actually not stupid, at least after she grew up, in order to marry the son of the village chief's family, she teamed up with a few bums in the village to trick Qiao Yun into the town and sold her to the town. Qiao Yun couldn't believe that the "Nanju" whom he brought up with his own hands would treat him like this, and finally hanged himself on the beam of the flower building.

And because of Qiao Yun's death, "Nan Ju" was arrested by Hua Lou's thugs, and the old bustard asked her to pay back the money. "Nan Jun" had already bought all the money for marriage proposals, so how could he get it out? ? In the end, he was beaten to death next to Qiao Yun's body.

Thinking of "Nan Ju" in the book, Nan Jun couldn't help feeling resentful.

This person really played the role of the white-eyed wolf to the fullest. Fortunately, Qiao's mother gave up all her belongings to save her life, and she was even more sorry for Qiao Yun's kindness in raising her with a thin body.

Nan Jun raised his hand, wanting to touch Qiao Yun's yellow face, but after reaching out halfway, he retracted embarrassingly.

This hand was too rough, she was afraid of scratching his skin.

"Yun'er..."

Nan Jun's chapped lips parted slightly, and he only called out these two words.

Qiao Yun's expression brightened, he didn't realize that Nan Jun had called him, only knew that Nan Jun had come back to life.

The doctor in the village came to look at Nan Jun's wound yesterday, took a few more medicines, and said that as long as there is no fever at night, it should be fine.

Qiao Yun guarded Nanjun all night, and now she is the only relative he has. Although Nanjun is not worthy, but in Qiao's village, there is a woman at home, so no one dares to bully him.

If something happened to Nanjun, Qiao Yun was afraid that he wouldn't be able to last long. After all, if the three acres of land at home were without Nanjun, he would not be able to do it on his own.

"Drink the medicine soon, the doctor said, you will get better after drinking the medicine."

Qiao Yun brought the bowl of black bitter medicine soup on the table to Nan Jun, excitedly said with red eyes.

Nan Jun didn't like the smell of this traditional Chinese medicine the most, and he felt like vomiting when he smelled it.

But looking at the light in Qiao Yun's eyes, she couldn't bear to refuse, so she could only use Qiao Yun's hand holding the medicine bowl, and drank the bowl of bitter medicine soup in one gulp.

Seeing Nanjun so obedient, Qiao Yun's mood improved a lot. After taking back the medicine bowl, he poured another bowl of boiled water for Nanjun.

Nan Jun hurriedly gulped down the bowl of water, and only then did he feel that his mouth was not so bitter.

Leaning on the stiff head of the bed, Nan Jun looked at the not-so-thick quilt covering him. Although it was worn out, it was washed very clean, and it still smelled of sunshine.

Looking at himself, the coarse linen clothes did not have any peculiar smell, which proved that Qiao Yun was a diligent child.