The Boss Wears a Book To a Woman

Nan Jun patted the back of his hand reassuringly, and patiently explained: "I was ordered by my uncle to assume the power of regent, and that's because you are young."

"But Yun'er hasn't reached Ji, she's not an adult yet!"

Qiao Yun said anxiously, even if he wanted to return the government to him, he had to wait until he was old enough!

"Whether you are the regent or standing in His Royal Highness, whether you are in court or on the battlefield, I will guard you. So, Yun'er, don't be afraid, just go forward bravely. Even if you are far away at the border, I will not let people Bullied you."

After a long time, Qiao Yun reluctantly took out the jade seal that he had hidden.

"Then you must return safely."

"must!"

Nan Jun took the jade seal and covered it with the Minghuang imperial decree. Qiao Yun's gaze was also fixed on the dazzling red mark.

From then on, without her protection, he would sit in that high position alone, dealing with many old foxes.

Nan Jun spent one night rearranging the hidden guards by Qiao Yun's side, and even the leader of her Nan family's dark guards was left by her to protect Qiao Yun secretly. Can't rest assured.

The 500,000 troops of the Eastern Kingdom were overwhelming, but Nanjun only brought 300,000 troops to meet the enemy, which made Qiao Yun very worried.

Nan Jun refused Qiao Yun's offer of an additional 200,000 yuan on the grounds that the capital could not be garrisoned without soldiers.

Ben made an appointment on the Lantern Festival that she would take him to visit lanterns, guess lantern riddles, and eat Lantern Festival, but before the Lantern Festival came, he wanted to watch her leave with his own eyes.

The wind in winter is bitingly cold, whistling with icy snowflakes, piercing through thick cotton clothes like steel needles, making people shiver with cold.

Because the Holy Majesty was going to personally go to the gate of the city to send all the soldiers out of Beijing, the ministers did not dare to hide at home and sleep late, they all wrapped up several layers of cotton clothes and waited at the gate of the city.

A bright yellow carriage came from a distance, and the little emperor in the carriage had his eyes swollen from crying, while Nan Jie, who was wearing silver armor, was still coaxing non-stop. Under the sobbing sound of the little man, it also seemed to be nothing.

"Stop crying! Your civil and military officials and hundreds of thousands of soldiers are still outside the car. Do you want them to see a little crying emperor?"

Nan Jun's face turned cold, making Qiao Yun startled, the tears in the corners of his eyes really stopped.

Innocence flashed in a pair of eyes full of reluctance, and Nan Jun's face that had just been pulled down almost couldn't hold back. Fortunately, the carriage stopped at this time, and the greetings of everyone came from outside.

"The ministers and others welcome the holy driver, long live, long live, long live..."

Qiao Yun's mouth was flattened, tears were rolling in his eyes, but in the end he didn't dare to fall, and just stared at Nan Jun pitifully.

"Yun'er stop crying, sister Yun, please hug Yun'er again!"

Nan Jun's heart twitched, and he slowly raised his hands hanging by his sides, hugging that soft little body in his arms.

"Yun'er take care, wait for me to come back."

Nan Jun stuffed something wrapped in a handkerchief into Qiao Yun's hand, and before he could react, he jumped out of the carriage first.

Qiao Yun clenched the things in his hands, and before he could take a closer look, he picked up the cloak beside him and followed him out.

He can feel much better if he can look at Nan Jun one more time.

Seeing Qiao Yun coming out, Li Hanying hurriedly straightened his clothes and tied his cloak again, then helped Qiao Yun get out of the carriage.

The armies of walking, carts, and cavalry have been waiting at the gate of the city for a long time, and all the officials are standing on both sides of the road. Looking at the snowflakes all over their bodies and their red faces from the cold, Qiao Yun seems to understand what a family, a country, and a world are all about. .

Li Hanying took a bowl of wine from the side and handed it to Qiao Yun. Qiao Yun glanced around, and finally landed on the woman standing at the front.

"All the officers and soldiers fought on the battlefield on behalf of the people of our Lingguo. I will send you off for the Lingguo. I will wait for your triumphant return with your family in the Linguo!"

Qiao Yun held the wine bowl with both hands, raised his head and drank it, the bowl fell to the ground and was smashed to pieces, just like his heart now, no matter what, it couldn't stick together.

"The last general waits to fulfill his mission!"

…

When the deafening voice came, even Sun Hui, who always regarded himself as a literati and looked down on those generals, couldn't help being shocked.

Qiao Yun's eyes never left that person from the beginning to the end, Nan Jun felt more and more uncomfortable, so he simply got on the horse without further delay.

"The horse's hooves are slippery on Tianhan Road, Nine Thousand Years Take Care."

Qiao Yun's voice came from behind him, Nan Jun paused his hand holding the rein, looked back and said with a smile: "Thank you for your reminder, I will definitely wipe out the enemy and return soon."

Not afraid of Guanshan thousands of miles away, Bingxin pays for the saddle.

I only hope that the bright moon will shine for thousands of years, and don't forget that there is Mulan in my hometown.

"drive…"

The silver became farther and farther away, turning into a black spot in the snowflakes all over the sky, and then gradually disappeared.

Qiao Yun still stood there stubbornly and refused to leave, while all the officials were already shivering from the cold, and the older ones started to sneeze.

Li Hanying saw that the snow on the ground was getting worse and worse, and the elderly Mrs. Du could not stand still, so she spoke boldly.

"My lord, go back!"

Qiao Yun was supported by Li Hanying into the carriage, and tears rolled down his cheeks until they dripped onto the back of his cold hands, only then did he wake up the little man's thoughts.

Still holding the handkerchief that Nan Jun gave him, Qiao Yun hurriedly opened it, and what lay inside was the amulet that made Qiao Yun uncomfortable for a long time.

This amulet was given to Qiao Yun by Du Li in front of Qiao Yun when she accompanied Nan Jun out of the palace to the Prince Regent's Mansion for the first time.

Now that Nan Jun left this amulet to Qiao Yun, he hoped that he would wait for her to come back safely.

Holding the yellow amulet tied with a red string tightly, Qiao Yun lay down on the table and burst into tears again.

From now on, no one will feel sorry for his poor sleep and write memorials for him every day, no one will pamper him because of his love of acting like a baby, no one will give him soup every day because he is worried about his poor health , No one will wipe away tears for him anymore.

Li Hanying will still deliver a bowl of ginseng soup on time every day according to Nan Jun's instructions before leaving, and Qiao Yun will also drink it obediently.

"My lord, it's late at night, it's time to rest."

Li Hanying stepped forward and dialed the heart of the candle, looked at Qiao Yun distressedly and said.

Since His Royal Highness the Prince Regent left, she has never seen the emperor smile again, except for going to court every day, she criticizes papers, and her body is almost broken.

"Aunt Li, where do you think Sister Jun and the others are going now?"

Qiao Yun stared at the dancing flames for a while, his red lips parted slightly, and the words he spoke seemed weak.

Li Hanying was taken aback for a moment, looking into Qiao Yun's dull eyes, he seemed to understand something.

"It's windy and snowy in the east, and Jiu Qiansui and his party are heading east. I'm afraid the road will be slippery and difficult to travel. They should have just arrived in Pucheng at this time..."