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Published at 20th of January 2023 06:06:32 AM


Chapter 123: son meets lover

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Everyone hurriedly knelt on the ground and kowtowed three times to Qiao Yun, saluting: "I have seen Wang Jun, Wang Jun is safe."

"Get up!"

Qiao Yun said expressionlessly, the servants in the Eight Princes' Mansion really owed their discipline, and each of them acted according to the wind. They really didn't pay attention to the master Nanjun, otherwise they wouldn't dare to treat Qiao Yun like that before. disrespectful.

"Thank you, Wang Jun."

Everyone stood up tremblingly, with a bad premonition in their hearts.

"I can't take the word 'thank you' from some people."

The corners of Qiao Yun's mouth curled up, revealing a hint of sarcasm.

"I dare not wait."

"Don't dare? Hehe... I think you are very brave! The wife is not in good health and has no intention of disciplining you. Is it easy to deceive you if you are really the eighth princess?"

Qiao Yun's voice suddenly increased, even Nan Jun who was sitting beside him was startled.

But when she thought that she had never managed the affairs of the mansion well after returning to the mansion, and that Qiao Yun might have suffered a lot of grievances before, Nan Jun also understood a little bit.

Under the wide sleeves, Nan Jun held Qiao Yun's hand in his and squeezed it lightly.

"It is indeed my negligence that caused some slaves who committed crimes to come out of the mansion. The housekeeper is old, so I will not pursue this matter for the time being, but I will not tolerate some people who eat inside and out."

Nan Jun felt that it was better for her to be the villain, and if Qiao Yun wanted to manage the palace in the future, he still had to gain a reputation as a virtuous person.

"I dare not wait!"

Everyone's trembling bodies hurriedly knelt down again. The Eighth Prince's daughter has never married a husband. The world envies them, the slaves who serve in the Eighth Prince's Mansion without so many rules. Took their lives.

"Dark wind and dark rain."

"The subordinates are here."

"Wang Jun was personally welcomed back to the mansion by the king, three matchmakers, six hires and eight sedan chairs. In the future, he will be the master of the Eight Princes' Mansion. All major affairs and small affairs in the mansion will be decided by the king. You don't need to inform me. The two of you and the housekeeper together Assist Wang Jun to familiarize himself with the affairs of the palace."

"Yes, this subordinate takes orders."

Nan Jun's eyes fell on the few servants who were kneeling in the middle. These people were kneeling on the ground and trembling non-stop.

"You guys... raise your heads."

Nan Jun pointed at the servants and said coldly.

"Master, spare your life! Your Majesty, spare your life!"

Before Nan Jun could ask a question, the timid little servant was already crying with snot and tears, knelt on the ground and kowtowed to the two of them.

Even if he didn't know why they begged for mercy, Nan Jun could guess a little bit, it was nothing more than feeling sorry for Shuang'er before, but now he was afraid!

"If you commit the following crimes, you will be punished with a staff of twenty, and you will be sold."

Nan Jun didn't want to listen to their explanation, so he sent them away.

Today, since he wanted to show Qiao Yun his prestige, he had to find a few people to perform the operation, and they... happened to hit the knife edge.

Hongliu, who was kneeling in the corner, trembled with fright, but managed not to collapse on the ground.

He once went to Wang Jun's courtyard with Lian Qing, and even had a quarrel with Wang Jun's personal servants. If he was investigated, his fate would not be better than those of those servants.

Lian Qingbai, who was hiding in the dark, covered her mouth with a small face, she was too frightened to make a sound, Nan Min is going to stand up for Qiao Yun in the palace!

The long nails dug into the palm of his hand fiercely, the hatred in Lian Qing's eyes was very clear, even a fool could see how bad his mood was at the moment.

Qiao Yun's eyebrows and eyes were slightly curved, obviously she didn't expect Nan Jun to use this method to tell everyone his place in her heart. Even the housekeeper who has always been respected by Nan Jun knelt on the ground and did not dare to look up at this time, which is enough to see that Nan Jun The anger at this time.

"Today, this king will only say this once, so you should listen carefully.

The king and the king are happy with each other, and the king is the only male master in the eight princes' mansion. Those who have other thoughts, no wonder the king didn't remind you today, which little servant who doesn't have long eyes will touch you in the future. If he kills this king, this king will cut off his arm and throw him out of the house.

If you can't control your eyes, this king will gouge out your eyes; if you can't control your heart, then this king will gouge out that heart for you! "

Nan Jun's words undoubtedly shocked everyone, including Qiao Yun who was sitting beside her.

Qiao Yun knew that she had him in her heart, but she never thought that his outburst of jealousy would make her do this for herself.

It would be a lie to say that he was not moved, so that Qiao Yun's eyes, which were still full of spring, instantly turned red. What he insisted on in his life, at this moment, was finally worth it!

"Slaves, please bear this in mind."

"This king swears here that he will only marry Qiao Yun in his life, and that he will not be a servant if he does not marry a side king. He will love him and protect him for the rest of his life."

Nan Jun once said this to Qiao Yun in bed, and today he said it in front of everyone, which directly moved Qiao Yun to tears, and he couldn't control it no matter what.

"I wish the king and the queen a happy marriage for a hundred years and forever."

An Yu reacted the fastest, knelt down and congratulated.

Everyone also shouted: "Slaves, I wish the king and queen a happy marriage for a hundred years and forever."

Shuang'er has read a lot about the unswerving love of life and death through wind and rain, and today he saw the Eighth Prince's daughter's protection of his young master, and he understood the persistence of the young master over the years.

The young master has never paid by mistake, and it is really a blessing to meet a good man.

"Forever and forever? A perfect marriage for a hundred years? Hehe...Qiao Yun, Qiao Yun, since you want to grab my throne, it depends on whether you have the life to enjoy it!"

Lian Qing turned around and left with hatred on his face, he really didn't want to see the two of them glued together, it was very annoying.

Nan Jun had already slapped these people, so Qiao Yun couldn't just let it go, the job of giving a date fell on him.

"Get up! I'm married into the Eight Princes' Mansion, and I don't have any gifts for you to meet, so let's double everyone's monthly silver!"

"Thank you, Wang Jun."

"In the future, you should do your own thing well, and the princess and I will not treat you badly. As long as you abide by the rules in the house, know what to do and what not to do, don't eat inside and outside, and everything will be the same as before. No difference."

"Yes, slaves and others remember the teachings of the king."

"Shuang'er, later, you and An Yu will go and scatter the Citan seeds that I brought from Qiao's mansion in a corner of this courtyard. In the future, if anyone has a bad memory, they can go and kneel on Citan by themselves! "

"Yes."

Shuang'er nodded obediently in response.

Citan is the seed brought back from the mountain by the young master. It is very easy to survive when planted in the soil. The green stems that grow out are full of small thorns. If you accidentally **** your hand, it hurts and itches. people.

"Is Wang Jun tired?"

Nan Jun squeezed Qiao Yun's hand distressedly. She was indeed not as experienced as Qiao Yun in managing these servants.




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