The Boss Wears a Book To a Woman

Wealth belongs to her, and it is something outside of the body.

And that little guy who was only a stranger to her, at least his smile would make her feel comforted.

Assassinating Qiao Renqing was just one of the many missions that the Assassin Pavilion took over, and this matter was quickly forgotten.

This time, the task they received was to assassinate Zhang Quide, a member of the west of the city, who was a well-known scourge in Beijing, bullying women and bullying men, and committing all kinds of crimes.

But those people who were being bullied didn't dare to do anything to her, who made the person standing behind her be the second grade Shangshu of the court!

But this time, it was the merchant surnamed Chen who bought Zhang Quide's life. Zhang Quide forcibly seized the innocence of Mr. Chen. Mr. Chen couldn't stand the insult, so he left like this.

The Zhang family has only one son, so how can they give up easily.

Since the government couldn't help but be so wicked, they paid a high price to find the well-known assassin's pavilion in the world.

It's just a person who instinctively kills with a single knife. When Nan Jun saw that she was staring at someone she shouldn't be targeting, he insisted on cutting her with a hundred and eight knives. The blood was not fatal, and the pain was so painful that Zhang Kuide passed out. past many times.

Qiao Yun took his servant to Pinxuan Pavilion to buy rice paper. On the way, he ran into Zhang Quide who did all kinds of evil.

How could the man targeted by Zhang Quide escape so easily? The fat pig-like body just followed Qiao Yun's carriage around three streets, and stopped him at the door of a dim sum shop.

"Young master, why don't you go down and have a cup of tea?"

Zhang Quede stared at the fat pockmarked face with only a slit left, and said to Qiao Yun pretending to be chic.

Qiao Yun glared at Zhang Quide displeasedly, turned around and wanted to leave, but was stopped by the person brought by Zhang Quide.

"Young master, why do you have to leave in such a hurry? I have a crush on you, and I would like to ask you to give me a favor and allow me to invite you to the Zhuangyuan Building for dinner."

Zhang Quede pretended to be elegant and said those polite words, it was really disgusting.

The little servant behind him stood in front of Qiao Yun, trembling slightly from fear, but his eyes were fixedly waiting for the woman in front of him.

"Do you know who my son is, who dares to block people in the street?"

"I don't care who you are! As long as it's someone this lady likes, there's no one who can escape."

Zhang Quede pulled away the little servant in front of Qiao Yun, and looked at Qiao Yun with his big yellow teeth bared, his eyes were full of wretchedness.

Qiao Yun felt disgusted for a while, but she also knew that if he confronted her head-on, he would never get any benefits, so he thought of deceiving her to another place first, maybe he could meet officers, soldiers or people he knew well, and then It's so much easier to get away.

The Three Killers Also Have Love (3)

"Since Miss is determined to invite Yun'er to the Zhuangyuan Building, then Yun'er can't refuse anymore, please ask Miss to lead the way!"

While talking, Qiao Yun stepped forward to help the servant who was lying on the ground, and lightly clasped his palm, signaling him to do what he wanted.

Hearing Qiao Yun's words, Zhang Quede's eyes suddenly glowed with gold. This was the first time she met such a decent man!

Sure enough, the more beautiful the man, the smarter he is.

"Then you're welcome."

As Zhang Quede said, he was about to climb into Qiao Yun's carriage.

Qiao Yun said hastily: "It's such a beautiful scenery, why not let Yun'er accompany Miss to walk there!"

He didn't want this disgusting person to get into his carriage. My mother was always thrifty, and this carriage was enough to feed the two of them for several months.

"Okay... okay... let's go, let's go..."

Zhang Quede hurriedly nodded and smiled, his mouth was wide open, revealing those yellow and disgusting big dies, and there were only slits left in his eyes.

She wished she could get closer to the beauties!

Qiao Yun likes cleanliness the most, and he can't help feeling sick, but he forces himself not to be too obvious.

As the two walked along, the people on the road dodged far away, Qiao Yun couldn't help but frowned.

He originally wanted to ask for help in a crowded place, but the villain in front of him seemed to be an evil star, and when he saw him, he ran away from a distance.

What can I do?

A few young women in black suddenly walked towards them. They all had cold expressions on their faces and held swords in their hands. They seemed to be from the Jianghu.

Qiao Yun was overjoyed, people in the Jianghu always like to help each other when encountering injustice, today he wants to gamble that these women will save him.

When passing by the head of the woman in black, Qiao Yun, who was still blocked by Zhang Quide and was not easy to be spotted, suddenly rushed over and hugged the arm of the woman in black.

Everyone was taken aback, especially the killers behind Nan Jun.

Is the young master out of luck?

Just after going out, someone threw himself into his arms?

Nan Jun was about to get angry, but when she lowered her eyes, she saw the face she had seen before.

The originally bright little face was now full of fear and pleading, thinking that he was threatened by something.

"Good sister, why did you come to pick up Yun'er, Yun'er waited so anxiously for you!"

Qiao Yun's eyes turned red, and he shook Nan Jun's arm, and the pleading in his eyes became even more serious.

Nan Jun followed Qiao Yun's gaze and looked back, Zhang Quide, who coveted Qiao Yun's beauty, was staring at Nan Jun with dissatisfaction at this moment, how could the man she Zhang Quide like hug other women?

Nan Jun frowned suddenly, everyone in the Killer Pavilion knew that the young master's expression meant that she was angry.

"But she bullied you?"

Nan Jun asked coldly, Qiao Yun's ears blushed, and she nodded slightly, how could there be such a beautiful woman in this world?

Nan Jun didn't say a word, the sword in his hand made a few sword flowers, and Zhang Quide was already frozen in place, his hair was messed up and he couldn't move.

"You...how good you are, you brat, and you don't even ask for your aunt's name. How dare you do anything to me. I, Zhang Quide, have never been afraid of anyone."

Seeing that Nanjun had withdrawn his sword, Zhang Quede shouted boldly.

With disheveled hair, he looked like a madman who had lost his mind.

The women in black were startled, and after looking at each other, their faces were full of understanding.

It's really hard to find a place to go through the iron shoes, and it doesn't take much effort to get it!

Before they had time to look for this person, he sent him to the door by himself.

Nan Jun raised his palm slightly, and said two words from his thin lips: "Take it away."

If someone who shouldn't be moved is touched, then let her experience the torture of the Assassin Pavilion before she dies!

Seeing those women in black want to take Zhang Quide away, Zhang Quide hurriedly scolded the thugs behind him, thinking they were useless, and they dared not go forward after the master was humiliated.

Nan Jun threw out a token casually, and the women who were about to step forward turned pale with fright when they saw the word "kill" on the token.

Before Nan Jun opened his mouth to chase him away, he had already disappeared.

Killer Pavilion, who in the world dares to provoke?

Unless it is to die.

Zhang Quede did a lot of evil, and it was her retribution to fall into the hands of the Assassin Pavilion.

Zhang Quede was dragged away by someone tapping his acupoints, while Qiao Yun was still holding Nan Qiao's arm foolishly, wondering what he was thinking.

"Have you hugged enough?"

Although Nan Jun said this without emotion, his voice was much softer.

"me…"

Qiao Yun blushed, and hurriedly let go of Nan Jun's arm, wanting to thank her, but didn't know how to say it.

"From now on, son, don't want to come out alone."

It was rare for Nan Jun to say a meddling remark, if he hadn't met her by fate today, the consequences would have been unimaginable.

Seeing the back of the woman in black leaving, Qiao Yun suddenly chased after her.

"The benefactor hasn't told Yun'er your name yet. If there is a chance in the future, Yun'er will repay the benefactor for saving his life."

Qiao Yun stopped in front of Nan Jun panting, and asked boldly.

He knew that a man should not take the initiative to ask a woman's name, but he just wanted to know.

Nan Jun opened his mouth, intending to refuse, but when he looked into those pure eyes, he couldn't help uttering two words: "Nan Jun."

"Nanjun?"

Qiao Yun muttered these two words, her delicate little face was full of shyness.

Her name is Nan Jun, she saved him...

After walking a few steps forward, Nan Jun stopped suddenly, and when he turned around, the little man was still standing there looking at her, with an inexplicable emotion in his eyes.

Qiao Yun stared blankly at the woman in black who was walking towards her, pinching her cuffs with both hands helplessly, her big ignorant eyes were full of tension, and there was a bit of anticipation.

"I'll take you back."

Xu is that Zhang Quide just now made Nan Jun feel a little more worried. For some reason, she just didn't want anything to happen to him.

Qiao Yun's ears turned red, he looked away in a panic, and then nodded obediently.

He never dared to think that she would take the initiative to ask to send him home.

Nan Jun just walked beside Qiao Yun without saying a word.

But Qiao Yun could still feel that the woman beside him was always paying attention to him. Even though it was the first time they met, he had an inexplicable trust in her.

The road back to Qiao's mansion was not too short, but Qiao Yun hoped that this road could be longer, even if he just walked by her side like this, he felt inexplicably at ease.

"Sister Nanjun, sit in the mansion for a while!"

Standing at the gate of Qiao's mansion, Qiao Yun boldly invited with a red face.

After all, she is also his savior, so if he brings her home and let his mother treat her well, he will not lose the way of hospitality in Qiao's mansion.

"Since the young master has returned home safely, I will take my leave."

Such polite words came out of Nan Jun's mouth, which made her a little uncomfortable.

Extra Story: The Three Killers Also Have Love (4)

Seeing the woman clasped her fists towards him before turning around and leaving, Qiao Yun couldn't help feeling disappointed.

A pair of big watery eyes stared at the shrinking figure of the man, and never moved away for a long time.

"Young master, are you back?"

The housekeeper saw Qiao Yun standing at the door, and hurried up to meet him.

"Um."

Only then did Qiao Yun look back reluctantly, and turned around to enter the mansion.

Ever since she was rescued by Nan Jun that day, Qiao Yun seemed to be sick, opening and closing her eyes just like that woman.

That night, he was forcing himself to sleep with his eyes closed, when suddenly there was a muffled sound of someone falling to the ground in the yard.

Because Qiao Yun was a light sleeper, the servant was not allowed to watch the night at the door, so no one rushed in from outside.

Qiao Yun suddenly sat up, put on his coat and walked towards the outer room.

I don't know if some clumsy servant fell down again, but Qiao Yun was going to reprimand him and tell him to go and rest quickly.

He, who had trouble falling asleep, really couldn't hear these voices.

The little man frowned and opened the door. There were no servants outside, but a man in black lay unconscious at the door.

Qiao Yun turned pale with fright, and was about to open his mouth to call for help, when the **** hand of the man in black grabbed the hem of his clothes.

"Ah...uh..."

Just as the exclamation was about to come out, Qiao Yun swallowed the words that came to his lips when he saw the man's face clearly.

"Sister Nanjun, are you injured?"

Qiao Yun's eyes turned red, and she hurriedly squatted down, wanting to reach out to help Nanjun's body, but she didn't know where to touch her.

How could she be hurt so badly?

Today, the Killer Pavilion received the mission to assassinate Xiao Fuyi, Shangshu of the Ministry of War. That person was Zhang Quide's backstage, and he was also Zhang Quide's cousin who played with him since he was a child.

It's just that Ren Nanjun never thought that there would be a hidden weapon hidden in the Minister's Mansion of the Ministry of War.

In Xiao Fuyi's bedroom, in addition to the hidden weapons, drugs were also sprinkled.

Maybe there are too many people who want to kill Xiao Fuyi on weekdays, that's why she is so guarded.

Even the assassins in the Assassin Pavilion are all extraordinary in martial arts, but they can't match the hidden weapons shot at them after being drugged.

A total of twelve sisters came out of the Assassin Pavilion today, except for Nan Jun, all of them lost their lives.

Qiao Yun dragged Nan Jun into the house with all his strength. He was concerned about Nan Jun's body, and he didn't care about resting. He got up and went to find the wound medicine he usually used.

A slightly trembling hand grabbed his arm, and Nan Jun's weak voice came out from his bloodless lips.

"Go and wipe off the blood..."

Nan Jun ran out from the Xiao Mansion with the last bit of strength, the only child she could trust in this capital was the child in front of her.

If he hadn't been sure that he was kind-hearted, Nan Jun wouldn't have dared to take such a risk.

"Ah... yes."

Seeing the small bottle she stuffed into his hand, Qiao Yun responded with a sob, and didn't bother to look for any sackcloth, so he tore off his outer robe and wiped the blood at the door.

The medicine in the medicine bottle was lightly sprinkled on the blood, and then wiped with the clothes, and there was no trace anymore.

After wiping off the blood and bolting the door from the inside, Qiao Yun wiped the sweat from his brow and entered the inner room.

Nan Jun had already passed out.

Throwing the blood-stained outer shirt into the burning charcoal basin outside, Qiao Yun walked to Nan Jun with a small medicine box in his arms.

He was naughty when he was young, and would always get some minor injuries, so his mother ordered the government doctor to prepare such a small medicine box for him, and it was always on hand.

Since Qiao Yun grew up, this medicine box has not been taken out for a long time, I don't think there is still room for it today.

There was only a pot of cold water in the house, Qiao Yun wanted to order the servant to fetch hot water, but he was afraid that Nan Jun's identity would be exposed.

Since she cared so much about the bloodstains left on the ground, she naturally didn't want others to know that she was here.

In desperation, Qiao Yun had no choice but to clean Nan Jun's wound with the cold water. Every time she touched her, her unconscious body would tremble slightly.

"It hurts so much blood!"

Qiao Yun sucked her little nose and secretly felt distressed. How could such a high-spirited woman suffer such injuries and become so slaughtered?

She is not even afraid of Zhang Quide, who else can hurt her?

It took a lot of effort to simply treat the injuries on Nan Jun's body. Qiao Yun had no medical skills, so he could only do a simple bandage.

With Nan Jun's injury in mind, Qiao Yun also forgot the difference between men and women, and took off most of his clothes, but he was actually shy.

If Nan Jun doesn't wake up tomorrow, he still needs to find a way to find a doctor for her.

Just staring at the pale face of the woman on the bed, Qiao Yun just sat there all night.

It wasn't until the sky was slightly bright, and there were footsteps outside, that Qiao Yun woke up with his aching neck.

Raising his hand to touch Nan Jun's forehead, seeing that he didn't have any fever, Qiao Yun felt relieved.

After pulling down the curtain on the bed to cover the people inside, Qiao Yun got up and went to the outer room to open the door.

"My lord, do you want to bring water in?"

When the little servant guarding the door heard the door open, he quickly lowered his head and asked.

"Hmm..." Qiao Yun pretended to yawn a little, and said in a low voice, "Go get a pot of hot water."

Qiao Yun doesn't dare to let others into his inner room now, if someone finds Nan Jun, it will be a disaster if she is harmed.

"Yes."

Seeing the little servant walking away, Qiao Yun called Xiaoqing who had been waiting close to him.

"Xiaoqing, go and make me a bowl of blood-enriching soup."

Xiaoqing was startled, and her face became tense.

"My son, what's the matter with you?"

Young Master, why did you ask for blood-enriching soup?

Could it be that he was injured?

"It's okay, it's just that I've been a little lackluster recently, maybe it's due to the lack of energy and blood, you just go through it, and remember not to be seen by others."

Qiao Yun whispered that if other servants saw it, it would definitely reach her mother's ears.

At that time, if my mother came to see me because of worry, it would be a big disaster.

"Yes."

Xiaoqing was worried, but she didn't dare to ask again.

After all, after Zhang Quide's incident, his young master was indeed a little depressed.

After Qiao Yun scrubbed Nan Jun, he wiped his face casually with cold water.

After receiving the decoction from Xiaoqing, Qiao Yun specifically told him to catch up on his sleep and not allow anyone to disturb him.

The little servants in the yard ran away one after another, for fear of disturbing their young master.

Put a spoonful of decoction on Nan Jun's lips, the reddish-brown medicinal decoction flowed down the corner of her mouth, Qiao Yun hurriedly wiped it off with a handkerchief.

Looking anxiously at Nan Jun's pale lips, Qiao Yun suddenly closed his eyes.

When he opened his eyes again, they were full of determination.

Opening his mouth to take a mouthful of the medicinal soup, the little man's pink lips slowly pressed towards the man.

The slight touch made Qiao Yun feel strange in his heart, but he still blushed and fed her medicine by mouth.

The Three Killers Also Have Love (5)

After feeding a bowl of medicine, Qiao Yun's puffy little face was already red hot.

When he moved away from her lips, he was still a little bit reluctant.

Humph...no prospect!

If my mother knew that he was so ignorant, she would definitely beat him to death.

Qiao Yun scolded herself in her heart for forgetting the rules, while staring at Nan Jun's face in a daze.

She is so pretty.

"Is it sweet?"

A slightly hoarse voice came out of those thin lips, and Qiao Yun hurriedly turned his head away in fright, tightly covering his hot lips with both hands.

she woke up?

when did she wake up

Does she know that she has underestimated her?

No, he is obviously the one who suffers...

"Thank you for saving me."

Xu Shi's drug addiction in Xiao's mansion has passed, and Nan Jun didn't wake up until just now.

In fact, she could open her eyes and drink the medicine by herself, but she was reluctant to part with those soft red lips.

Qiao Yun shook her head hastily, and didn't dare to look at Nan Jun, so she just whispered: "Sister Nan Jun also saved Yun'er."

"Ahem..."

Nan Jun clutched his chest and sat up straight. After the drug passed away, the bursts of pain became clearer.

When Qiao Yun heard the voice, she no longer cared about being shy, and hurried over to hold Nan Jun's arm.

"You are injured, don't move around."

The little guy has a serious face, in Nan Jun's eyes, he is extremely cute.

"Is it the wound you treated for me?"

Looking at the thick gauze wrapped around the back of his hand, Nan Jun asked aloud.

Qiao Yun took a sneak peek and nodded embarrassingly.

It's because the bag is not very pretty, but he has tried his best.

"You did very well."

There was a bit of tenderness on that usually cold face, and a bit of pampering in his voice, which made Qiao Yun's heart flutter.

"Well... are you hungry? I'll order someone to bring food over."

Not daring to look at Nan Yan any more, Qiao Yun was afraid that he would lose his composure, so he had to use this reason to escape.

A bowl of poorly boiled clear porridge and a few simple side dishes were placed in front of Nan Jun, and Nan Jun couldn't help raising his eyebrows.

This Mr. Qiao is very honest, but he wouldn't just let his son eat these!

Xu guessed Nan Jun's thoughts, Qiao Yun picked up the rice porridge and blew gently, and said: "You have injuries on your body, you need to eat something light."

Looking at the spoonful of porridge on his lips and the little guy's look of anticipation, Nan Jun opened his mouth slightly and took the spoon in his hand.

In fact, she can eat by herself.

But she is greedy!

With such a gentle little guy feeding her, how could she be willing to refuse?

A mouthful of porridge and a side dish, Qiao Yun remembered it very clearly.

Nan Jun didn't care what he handed over, as long as the spoon in his hand was in front of her eyes, she would open her mouth to swallow it.

Ever since Nanjun was rescued by Qiao Yun, she has been living in Qiao Yun's boudoir.

In order not to be discovered, Qiao Yun did not allow anyone to enter the inner room to serve, and he was responsible for Nan Jun's food and clothing himself.

The two get along day and night, and their relationship has long since changed.

"Sister Nanjun, your body is really good."

Looking at the gradually healing wound on Nanjun's body, Qiao Yun couldn't help but sigh with emotion.

With so many wounds, they all scabbed over in just a few days.

"People who practice martial arts, this kind of injury is nothing."

If they hadn't been carelessly drugged, how could the sisters in the Assassin Pavilion die tragically under that hidden weapon?

Thinking of those sisters who passed away, Nan Jun's face became frighteningly cold.

"Does sister Nanjun get hurt often?"

Qiao Yun wrapped the medicine on his wrist for Nan Jun, and asked in a low voice.

Nan Jun suppressed the coldness in his eyes, and looked sideways at Qiao Yun.

"For a person like me, the killing is too heavy, and it is God's grace to take some injuries as punishment."

She didn't dare to tell Qiao Yun that if she hadn't entered his yard by mistake that night, his mother would have become her ghost long ago.

"Since it's so dangerous, don't do it, okay?"

Qiao Yun raised his eyes and looked directly at Nan Jun, he didn't want her to get hurt again.

Nan Jun froze there for a moment, she grew up in the Assassin Pavilion since she was a child, and never thought of doing anything else in the past.

To her, killing is as simple as eating.

Qiao Yun was the first person to speak to her like this.

Don't do it?

don't do it...

The idea never occurred to her.

Staring at the little man in front of him, Nan Jun fell into deep thought.

"Sister Nanjun...Sister Nanjun?"

Nan Jun came back to his senses, saw the anticipation in Qiao Yun's eyes, and felt guilty for no reason.

"My health is fine. I have disturbed you for a while. I will leave early tomorrow morning."

The task was not completed yet, and Nan Jun had to go back to report, besides, she really didn't want to hurt the little man in front of her.

They are not the same way, so why should she implicate him.

One of them is pure without dust, and the other is sinful of killing, and they are destined not to be together.

Qiao Yun's big eyes were full of clear water, and his red lips were slightly pursed, as if the tears would roll down with just a light touch.

Nan Jun's hand hanging in his sleeve tightened, it's not that she couldn't see the child's feelings, but she didn't dare to respond.

A killer, how can he say he likes him?

"Let's rest early!"

Nan Jun avoided the child's gaze, turned his back and said.

Where she couldn't see, Qiao Yun bit her lips tightly, and kept wiping away the rolling tears with her hands, but she didn't make a sound at all.

Before dawn, Nan Jun opened his eyes.

Not wanting to see his reluctant appearance when parting, Nan Jun could only choose to leave secretly.

Taking a peek at Qiao Yun who was sleeping on the bed, Nan Jun put the jade pendant she was carrying with him beside his pillow.

It was still the same black clothes, and the same cold face, but there was a little more complicated emotion in the eyes, which was hard to see through.

After leaving Qiao's mansion, Nan Jun went straight to the west of the city, she had to buy a horse, and hurried back to the Assassin's Pavilion.

The people in the pavilion must have thought that they were all dead, so they haven't seen any signal from the Killer Pavilion in the city until now.

Xiao Fuyi hasn't been eliminated yet, Killer Pavilion will definitely not let it go.

Looking at the white banner hanging at the door of the Assassin Pavilion from a distance, Nan Jun felt a chill in his heart.

Jumping off the horse, Nan Jun rushed to the door, the gatekeepers guarding the door saw Nan Jun, their eyes almost popped out.

"Young...young master?"

"The young master is back?"

…

Several people seemed to have seen a ghost, with a little fear in their eyes.

But after a while, that fear turned into surprise again.

"Young master, are you alright?"

"Well, what is this doing?"

There is a white flag hanging at the door, which means that important people in the mansion have died.

Every time the Assassin Court goes out on a mission, some people can't come back, and I haven't seen this thing hung up before!

"My lord thought something happened to you, this is for you."

The lord treats the young lord like his own daughter. This is a fact that everyone in the Killer Pavilion knows. Among all the people, only the young lord can treat him like this!

The Three Killers Also Have Love (6)

Nan Jun's heart warmed, and he stopped talking to them, strode directly into the door, and ran towards Qiu Ling's courtyard.

The Assassin's Pavilion was already eerily quiet, but now nothing could be heard except the chirping of birds.

A servant carrying soup hurriedly walked, Nan Jun frowned slightly and stopped him.

"Who is sick?"

She knew that the master had always been in good health, maybe it was because of her...

"Little Lord…"

The little waiter was startled by Nan Jun at first, but then quickly calmed down.

The people in the Assassin's Pavilion are all used to seeing life and death, so this kind of thing is not surprising.

"But master, her old man..."

"No, no, this medicine is for Yang Shilang."

The little waiter shook his head repeatedly, this soup was for Yang Shilang, I don't know what happened, Yang Shilang suddenly went crazy a few days ago.

The lord is only concerned about the young lord's affairs, and he can't take care of Yang Shilang, now that man of the same age has already run out of fuel, even if he hangs himself with this medicine, he probably won't live for a few days.

Nan Jun was slightly taken aback, then let the waiter go.

Entering Qiu Ling's courtyard, before she opened the door to enter, there was a depressing light coughing sound from inside.

Nan Jun could tell that it was her master's voice.

"Ah Ruo, I am sorry for not taking good care of your daughter.

Now that something happened to Yun'er, even if I went underground, I would have no face to see you.

Back then you trusted me so much and gave me the child you sacrificed your life for, but I didn't take good care of her, ahem...

Ah Ruo, in my next life... I still don't have the right to be by your side..."

The woman inside murmured to herself, the sadness in her voice shocked Nan Jun's heart.

It turns out that the master loves her so much not because she is the master's apprentice, but because of her father who has never met?

It has to be said that Qiu Ling is a very courageous woman. According to her temperament, if she had a man she liked back then, she would definitely not give it up to others. Whose child would Nan Jun be?

"Yeah! Cough cough... You definitely don't want me. But you also know that if you don't want me, I won't force you, hehe... Ah Ruo, Ah Ruo, Qiu Ling has been cold-blooded and ruthless in his life. He has never been afraid of others ? But you are the only one, just one sentence is worth thousands of words from others..."

The voice inside was getting lower and lower, and Nan Jun seemed to understand what the master meant.

His fingers were half clenched into fists, raised and lowered, after hesitating for a long time, Nan Jun still decided to go see her now.

If the master's heart knot is given by her father, then she is willing to stay by the master's side for her father.

After knocking on the door a few times, there was no sound from inside, and Nan Jun didn't wait for Qiu Ling to speak, he pushed the door open and walked in.

At this time, the woman who had always been magnificent was crouching on the couch in a state of embarrassment. Her messy hair must have been unwashed for a long time. She was still holding a jug in her hand. The spout of the jug was crooked, but no wine flowed out. It all went into the man's stomach.

"Master, Nan Jun is back."

Nan Jun stepped forward and knelt down on one knee in front of Qiu Ling. Seeing that she was very drunk, Nan Jun had no choice but to put her on the bed first, and then fetched water to wash her up.

"Master, thank you for taking care of me for so many years."

Lying on Qiu Ling's bedside, Nan Jun stared blankly at the drunk woman on the bed.

Master, she is really old, the number one killer back then is now graying on her temples.

Although Qiu Ling is strict, he loves Nan Jun very much.

When she practiced martial arts when she was young, if Nan Jun couldn't do well, Qiu Ling would always punish her. Her little hands were beaten so badly that she couldn't even hold the chopsticks.

But at night, Qiu Ling would secretly go to give medicine to Nan Jun, so that when Nan Jun was young, he thought that he was born different from others, and that he would recover after a nap.

It wasn't until I grew up that I realized the painstaking efforts of the master.

As a killer, if he is not skilled in martial arts, he will only die at the hands of others.

It's the biological mother, I'm afraid it's nothing more than that to Nanjun!

Qiu Ling woke up and saw that Nan Jun was still alive. He couldn't hide the excitement in his eyes anymore. He hugged Nan Jun tightly, trembling uncontrollably, and he calmed down after a long time.

In order to avenge this time, Qiu Ling, who hadn't been out of the Assassin's Pavilion for nearly ten years, actually brought someone to the Xiao Mansion himself.

With the cooperation of Qiu Ling and Nan Jun, Xiao Fuyi could not escape.

Coming out of Xiao's mansion, the people from Killer Pavilion happened to pass by the gate of Qiao's mansion, seeing many doctors coming in and out, Nan Jun couldn't help frowning.

Pulling over a doctor who just came out of the door, Nan Jun asked directly: "Who is sick in this Qiao's mansion?"

The doctor was taken aback by Nan Jun's rudeness, but lowered his eyes again when he saw the cold-faced women in black behind her.

"It's the son of the Qiao family..."

Nan Jun let go of the doctor in his hand, and the doctor hurried away.

Nan Jun's complexion was not good, so he couldn't escape Qiu Ling's eyes.

"But this young master of the Qiao family saved you?"

Qiu Ling asked in a low voice.

"master…"

Nan Jun turned his head to look at Qiu Ling, with complicated emotions in his eyes.

Qiu Ling had never seen anything in the world, and she could understand Nan Jun's heart with just one glance.

Joe House?

I see.

When Nanjun spared Qiao Renqing's life, it was probably because of the young master of the Qiao family!

"If you can't bear it, go and see it!"

Missing is the most painful thing in life, just like Qiu Ling back then, she hesitated just like Nan Jun now, and then missed the life she loved the most.

Nan Jun pressed his lips tightly and said after a long time, "We are not suitable."

Qiu Ling chuckled, looked up at the sky that was not fully lit, and said, "It's the most suitable if you like it."

"Then Mr. Qiao also likes you?"

If it was just the wishful thinking of her apprentice, Qiu Ling would not force her to promise her son to her apprentice.

But if the two children are in love with each other, then she will naturally fulfill the predestined couple.

"Um."

Nan Jun is very sure that Qiao Yun's illness must be related to her.

"You go, this marriage is entrusted to the master, and I guarantee that you will embrace the beauty."

"master…"

Nan Jun looked puzzled, but Qiu Ling waved at her.

After seeing Nan Jun entered Qiao's mansion, Qiu Ling sent his men back to the Assassin's Pavilion, while she abducted to the direction of Prince Ping's mansion.

Nan Jun sneaked into Qiao Yun's bedroom, and there was a bitter smell of medicine in it.

The little man on the bed was pale and his lips were dry. Although he was asleep, his brows were tightly furrowed, and he was not stable.

After taking a cup of warm water, Nan Jun took a sip, and imitated how Qiao Yun gave her medicine, and fed the water into his mouth.

Touching his slightly cool lips, the bitter taste was even worse, Nan Jun's heart ached, and he couldn't help exerting some force on his lips.

"Well…"

Qiao Yun opened his eyes in a daze, and what he saw was the familiar face. His eyes became hot, and he directly reached out and hugged her neck.

"You big villain, don't you want me? Huh... you are good or bad... you don't tell anyone when you leave, he is also your savior..."

Qiao Yun felt aggrieved and sad at the same time, holding Nan Jun's hands tighter and tighter, as if she was afraid that she would run away.

"Don't cry, it's my fault."

Nan Jun doesn't know how to coax people, he just wipes away his tears when he cries, and then says the same thing in his mouth.

"You left a jade pendant and disappeared. I have been looking for you for a long time, and I have been waiting for you for a long time. I thought you would come back, but you never came to see me. Do you not want me anymore?"

She kissed him and slept in his bed, how could she not want him?

"I don't want you."

"You kissed Yun'er, Yun'er is yours now, you can't leave me behind."

Qiao Yun hugged Nan Jun tightly and said in a hurry, if he knew that she would show up when he was sick, then he should have been sick a long time ago.

"Do you... know my identity?"

If he knew that she was a murderous killer, would he still rely on her like this?

"I don't care who you are, be it a beggar or a peddler, you can't let me go."

Qiao Yun said in a slightly rascally manner, her eyes fixed on Nan Jun, for fear that she would say something that would make him sad.

"I'm from the Killer Pavilion."

Nan Jun put the token in her bosom into Qiao Yun's hands. Maybe the man in her boudoir didn't know about the Assassin's Pavilion, but she still wanted to tell him the stakes so that he wouldn't regret it in the future.

"Assassin's Pavilion? Is it the legendary Assassin's Pavilion that uses people's money to eliminate disasters for others, and everyone is afraid of ghosts?"

There was no fear in Qiao Yun's eyes, but curiosity on his face.

"Do you know how many people have been killed by the hands you hold? They can kill others with one move, aren't you afraid?"

"Then will you kill Yun'er?"

"of course not."

"Then what do I have to be afraid of? Although Zhang Quide is an official, isn't he doing those things that bully the weak and fear the strong all day long? Although the Killer Pavilion is earning money to pay for their lives, it also eliminates harm for the common people. What is identity? I only believe what I see with my own eyes."

"Are you really not afraid?"

"Don't be afraid!"

…

His Royal Highness Prince Ping personally went to the Qiao Mansion to propose a marriage for his daughter who had been missing for many years.

The news that the young master of the Qiao family was going to marry the daughter that King Ping had just found soon spread throughout the capital. Qiao Yun agreed, but Qiao Renqing would not object.

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