The Boss Wears a Book To a Woman

The assassination of Jiang Mian, a group of people in Nanjun, quickly spread throughout the capital. The emperor was furious and ordered Dali Temple to thoroughly investigate the case.

The people behind the scenes sent assassins to assassinate the Prince of Ling Kingdom when he came to get married. They clearly had evil intentions to provoke the relationship between the two countries. From this point of view, it seems that other countries did it.

Nanjun doesn't care about these important national affairs, the emperor is still young, although the princess is in poor health, she also has many husbands, as long as the prince has a queen, the throne may not be Nanjun's,

Besides, Nan Jun only wanted to marry Qiao Yun to pass the family, never thought of becoming emperor.

From this point of view, it would be better to find a powerful doctor to look at the crown daughter's body earlier. As long as the crown daughter is born, Nan Jun will have a way to get the emperor to agree to her marrying Qiao Yun.

On this day, as soon as Nan Jun went down to court, he saw several carriages parked at the gate of the mansion.

"Your Highness."

The housekeeper was leading people to move things in, when he saw Nan Jun returning to the mansion, he hurried over to salute.

"What is this doing?"

"It was sent by the palace today, and it is said that it was specially ordered by the emperor."

The butler replied with a smile.

The emperor dotes on His Highness the Ninth Highness, and those servants of them have risen with the tide, and are more respected by others.

Nan Jun nodded knowingly, and when he entered the door, he happened to see two bolts of red cloth, so he couldn't help but stop.

"Is this Xuejin?"

"Returning to His Highness, it is exactly. It was sent from Suzhou today. The emperor had His Highness in mind, so he ordered his servant to bring it to you."

The servant from the palace hurriedly responded.

Nan Jun called the housekeeper to one side, and said in a voice that only two people could hear: "You go and send those two pieces of snow brocade to the prince of Lingguo yourself, just say it is the heart of this hall."

"Yes."

The housekeeper didn't understand what the master was thinking, but he didn't dare to ask any more questions. After collecting the things, he hurriedly took him to the post house.

Inside the post house, Qiao Yun was sitting bored in the courtyard. Because of the last assassination incident, the emperor of the Southern Kingdom never dared to order someone to take him out to play.

"Your Highness, there is someone outside the door claiming to be the steward of the Ninth Prince's Mansion. He is here to deliver things to you at the order of His Highness Ninth Prince."

Xiao Qiu hurried in from the outside and whispered in Qiao Yun's ear.

Ben's dull eyes suddenly lit up, and a pair of beautiful big eyes stared at Xiaoqiu. Before Xiaoqiu could ask a question, he trotted away and disappeared into the yard.

"This old slave greets His Royal Highness, this is the snow brocade that our Ninth Highness gave His Royal Highness."

After saying that, the people below hugged the two bright Xuejuan horses and waited for Qiao Yun to deal with them.

Qiao Yun looked at Xuejuan, pursed her lips and bent her eyebrows.

"His Royal Highness Nine is concerned, and I would like to trouble the butler to thank the hall, and I will go to the palace to pay a visit in person when I find time."

"Yes, the old slave will definitely convey His Highness's thanks."

The carriage of the Nine Princes' Mansion had already left, but Qiao Yun was still standing at the gate of the post house, not regaining consciousness for a long time.

"Your Highness, it's windy, let's go back!"

Xiao Qiu covered Qiao Yun's shoulders with a light gauze cloak, and Qiao Yun stared blankly at the cloak again.

"Xiaoqiu, go to the library and find the Shadow Bearing Sword we brought from Lingguo, tomorrow I will go to the Nine Kings Mansion with the main hall to thank you."

"Your Highness, that sword is a dowry given to you by the emperor, how can you give it away at will?"

Xiao Qiu persuaded with disapproval, he felt that His Royal Highness seemed to have taken a fancy to the Ninth Emperor Daughter.

"The Nine Emperors saved the life of this hall, so what is a sword?"

Qiao Yun thought that only Chengying Sword could be worthy of such a figure. That sword was his dowry, and he only wanted to give it to someone worthy of it.

"Yes, I will look for it now."

Looking at the back of Xiaoqiu leaving, the corners of Qiao Yun's mouth raised, and he only hoped that tomorrow would come soon.

"Xiaoqiu, do you see that my pure color is too light today?"

Qiao Yun stared at the bronze mirror for a long time, but felt that it was still not good enough.

"Ouch! My Highness, you are dressed so grandly today, what could be wrong?"

Even when the emperor of the Southern Kingdom held a reception banquet, their highnesses were not so well dressed.

"It's fine if it's lighter, she likes white clothes, and I'm afraid she won't like too rich and gaudy clothes."

As if talking to himself, Qiao Yun stood up with satisfaction, and walked out the door holding the box containing the Chengying Sword in his hands.

The sun was very good, and the birds were chirping on the branches, Qiao Yun's mood brightened accordingly.

Looking at His Highness sitting beside Hanchun with winking eyes, Xiaoqiu opened his mouth a few times but hesitated to speak. He didn't think that the Ninth Emperor's daughter was his master's beloved.

His Royal Highness has a noble status and would never be someone else's concubine, but this highly favored Ninth Emperor's Daughter is the heir to the throne of the Southern Kingdom. This has long been a secret among countries.

Qiao Yun, who was holding the sword box, stood at the gate of the Nine Princes' Mansion, and the guards guarding the gate hurriedly came forward to salute.

The royal guards are always knowledgeable, but they don't know Qiao Yun, but they recognize the jade pendant on his waist that represents his identity.

"I have seen His Royal Highness."

Qiao Yun was stunned, looking at the women in front of him, he couldn't help feeling the good eyesight of the people in the Ninth Prince's Mansion.

"This hall pays a special visit to your highness to thank her for saving her life that day, but it is not whether the Ninth Emperor's daughter is in the mansion."

"If you go back to His Royal Highness, my Royal Highness has not yet returned to the residence."

While talking, the butler ran out from inside and hurriedly welcomed Qiao Yun in.

Let's not talk about anything else, just say that Nine Emperors are willing to send the two horses of snow brocade, which are hard to come by, to the post house, and you can see how much your master cares about the prince in front of you, and the housekeeper dare not neglect .

Sitting in the hall, Qiao Yun was still holding the box in his arms, looking around with a pair of **** eyes, full of curiosity.

"Your Highness, please have some tea."

The servants in the Ninth Prince's Mansion didn't talk much, but they took good care of Qiao Yun.

When the housekeeper guarding the door saw Nan Jun coming down, he hurriedly greeted him.

"Are there any guests in the mansion?"

As soon as Nan Jun returned to the mansion, he saw the carriage at the door, but he didn't take a closer look, but he didn't realize that it was the carriage of the post house.

"Master, you are back. The little prince of Lingguo came to visit you early in the morning, and he has been sitting in the hall for half an hour."

"Prince of the Ling Kingdom?"

Nan Jun didn't expect Qiao Yun to be so bold that he came directly to the mansion.

"Yes, I said I came to thank you for saving your life."

"He does have a heart."

Nan Jun raised the corners of his mouth, and went directly to the front yard before he even had time to change into the court clothes.

"Go to the dining room to set up a meal, make another dish that was cooked outside the city that day, and add another sweet soup."

Before stepping into the yard, Nan Jun retracted his foot again, gave the housekeeper some detailed instructions, and then strode away.

The housekeeper rushed to the kitchen, but he was wondering what his master did.

Over the years, she has never seen her master care so much about any man, and this young prince of Lingguo is the first one.