The Boss Wears a Book To a Woman

Qiao Yun just felt that his sky was falling, he didn't dare to watch it any longer, and he didn't want to listen to the love story of their long-lost reunion, so he just dragged the soul-lost body around and left.

Qiao Yun never thought that the woman he had always trusted would lie to him.

She clearly said that she didn't like Du Li, but she sneaked away to meet him at the palace banquet, so was her liking for him true or false?

Qiao Yun thought that since she came to look for him, she still cared about herself.

Ben waited for her to explain to him that what he saw were all misunderstandings, but she wanted to leave him and leave!

The queen is gone, the father is gone, the queen is gone, is she going too?

At that moment, Qiao Yun couldn't care less about being angry with her, he just wanted to keep her.

He always seemed a little humble in front of her.

But, so what?

The only person in this world who would give him warmth, how could he let her go so easily?

The small mouth was flattened and flattened, Nan Jun knew that he was about to cry again.

"I'm used to talking nonsense! When did I hug A Li?"

Nan Jun nodded jokingly at Qiao Yun's red nose from crying, his eyes were full of doting.

"Yun'er saw it with her own eyes, isn't sister Yun going to lie to Yun'er?"

Qiao Yun was right. The absent-minded Nan Jun and the preoccupied Du Li did collide, but they separated immediately.

Nan Jun thought about it carefully, and then figured out what he meant by "hug".

Leaning down slightly, Nan Jun hugged Qiao Yun horizontally, the little man exclaimed in shock, and wrapped his hands around Nan Jun's neck unconsciously.

"That's called 'hug'."

Putting Qiao Yun on the bed, Nan Jun looked at that delicate little face and said softly.

Qiao Yun was a little embarrassed by his look, her little face was as red as a ripe mountain persimmon, she hurriedly turned her head away, not daring to look at Nan Jun again.

"It was true that I met Ah Li by chance before, and we talked for a while, and it wasn't too much of a stretch."

Qiao Yun got up abruptly and stared at Nan Jun. Not only did they hug each other, but they even talked for a long time?

Nan Jun reached out and gently touched Qiao Yun's red eyes. The worry and fear in those eyes made Nan Jun feel distressed.

He was afraid of being left behind again, and he was afraid that he would really become a loner.

"I just want to make it clear to him that I already have someone in my heart that I want to protect!"

Qiao Yun's stiff body paused, her small face turned from pale to crimson, and then she raised her arms to wrap her waist tightly.

"Sister Jun, Yun'er only has you..."

Nan Jun gently comforted Qiao Yun's back, his cold eyes filled with distress.

"I will always be by Yun'er's side."

"Sister Yun, Yun'er doesn't like you hugging other men, it will hurt here...It hurts, it hurts..."

Qiao Yun took Nan Jun's hand and put it on his heart, shaking like chaff.

"fool."

Nan Jun knew that Qiao Yun had always been an insecure child, and the only thing she could do was to slowly change him so that he would gradually become stronger under the love she gave her.

Even though Nan Jun did a lot of things for Qiao Yun, Nan Jun still asked Qiao Yun to make decisions on major matters, and she was just guiding them from the sidelines.

It wasn't until the little man in his arms calmed down that Nan Jun told him the conversation he had with Du Li.

"Yun'er, would you blame me for saving A Li's life?"

Everyone knows that the best way to keep a man's secrets is to shut him up forever.

By letting go of Du Li, Qiao Yun planted a hidden danger for Qiao Yun.

"Yun'er trusts sister Yun."

Trust is the courage to entrust, Qiao Yun believes in Nanjun, and is willing to entrust his life and the country of the Qiao family to Nanjun.

Nan Jun gave a relieved smile, and talked to Qiao Yun about the court affairs before getting up to leave.

The little man pitifully grabbed Nan Jun's sleeve, and his big dark eyes blinked flickeringly, so wronged!

Nan Jun looked at him helplessly, and said, "Sleep well, and I will come to accompany you tomorrow."

During the Chinese New Year, he rested for seven days and didn't need to go to court. Qiao Yun could sleep until he woke up naturally, and Nan Jun didn't want to delay him from resting.

Qiao Yun pouted and lowered her head, the hand holding Nan Jun's sleeve loosened and tightened, tightened and loosened again, but she refused to let her go.

Nan Jun held the little hand back and asked, "How about I wait until you fall asleep before leaving?"

Qiao Yun pursed her lips and shook her head, mumbling softly, "Yun'er wants to leave the palace with Sister Yun..."

He didn't want to stay alone in the big cage of the imperial palace. Every night was filled with boundless loneliness. Even in his dreams, the empress scolded him because he was playful and didn't know "Government of the Country" by heart.

Nan Jun stared at the little man's hair for a while, and finally nodded helplessly. It's almost the Chinese New Year, so it's better not to make him sad.

"Go and change clothes."

As soon as Nan Jun finished speaking, Qiao Yun jumped to find the palace dress he had hidden, which he would wear every time he went out of the palace.

At this time, Qiao Yun could already change clothes and shoes by himself, without the need for others to wait on him.

Nan Jun turned his back, and hearing the rustling voice behind him, the corners of his mouth couldn't help but curl up.

After informing Li Hanying, Nan Jun took Qiao Yun back to the Prince Regent's Mansion.

It was not the first time that Qiao Yun spent the night at the Prince Regent's Mansion. Whenever he went, Nan Jun could only sleep on the soft couch outside.

Because the guards of the Prince Regent's Mansion are no better than the imperial palace, and he is worried about Qiao Yun's safety, Nan Jun has to guard it by himself.

Qiao Yun nestled on Nanjun's big bed, covering herself tightly, only her little head was exposed outside.

Every time he sleeps in this room, he will not dream about things that make him sad. In his dreams, the empress is very loving, and will hold him and accompany him to watch the fish by the fish pond in the imperial garden.

The queen father in the dream is as gentle as water, she will not force him to memorize and practice calligraphy every day, and will make him his favorite pear blossom cake.

The father in the dream was happy every day, he was no longer as sad as before, and would hold his hand and teach him how to embroider and make purses in person. The father also said that this is what a man should do.

The sister in the dream...will hold him and say many love words that make people blush.

Thinking of these beautiful dreams, Qiao Yun couldn't help laughing out loud.

Without the shackles of identity, without the struggle between courts, without the world and the people of Liming, in the dream, he is truly his own.

Qiao Yun thought that in the past thirteen years, he had never been as happy as Xiu Mu these few days.

Nan Jun took him to Ling'an Street, watching the sugar maker's uncle make a little fat rabbit, eat roasted sweet potatoes that he had never eaten before, and watch the fireworks that were different from what he saw in the palace.

The streets and alleys are full of New Year flavor and lively.

He is no longer the little emperor who can only stay in the Qianqing Palace to approve papers every New Year's Eve.

The ancestors often said that people are the easiest to be extremely happy and sad.