"Senior sister, let's go back! I haven't settled my affairs yet, so I can't leave yet."

Qiao Yun couldn't tell what was going on in his heart anymore. He insisted on staying because he wanted to check the lost calligraphy and paintings of Qiao's family, or because he wanted to stay with Nan Jun.

"Junior Brother..."

Before Li Yunsheng could finish speaking, Qiao Yun turned and left.

Li Yunsheng frowned slightly, stared at the direction where Qiao Yun disappeared for a moment, and then flew to follow.

When Qiao Yun was walking towards Zhennan Prince's Mansion, he suddenly turned a corner and went to the restaurant with lights still on at the entrance of the alley.

"Yo! Young master, is this a top player or a hotel?"

In the middle of the night, seeing only one young master came in, the shopkeeper couldn't help but wake up a little bit.

"I want to drink beer!"

Qiao Yun took out an ingot of silver from his purse and slapped it on the table. With his bold appearance, the shopkeeper didn't dare to underestimate him.

"Young master, what appetizers do you want to accompany the wine?"

"Here's a plate of beef."

When Qiao Yun was on a mission before, he saw others ordering like this, so he also learned to order a piece of beef.

After a while, the cut beef and hot wine were delivered.

Qiao Yun poured himself a glass, and leaned forward to smell it. It seemed that it tasted different from what Nan Jun drank that day.

"It's said in the book that wine can relieve sorrow, but I don't know if it's true or not..."

Qiao Yun murmured a few times, then picked up the wine glass and drank it down in one gulp.

The shopkeeper glanced at the jade pendant on Qiao Yun's waist, with a worried look on his face.

She grew up in the middle of the capital, and the nobles in the capital also know about it.

The jade pendant on this young master's waist belongs to Duke Ning's mansion. Could this man be the young master of the Du family?

"Junior brother, how did you learn to drink?"

Li Yun, who had been following behind Qiao Yun, stood angrily in front of Qiao Yun, staring at the man who was drinking alone and shouting angrily.

The Killer League will never allow anyone to drink alcohol, but anyone who touches alcohol will be punished.

Qiao Yun raised his eyebrows, ignored Li Yunsheng, and drank the throat-burning wine by himself.

"Brother!"

Li Yunsheng raised his hand to pull Qiao Yun's arm, but was bounced away by a strong wind before touching his sleeve.

The woman in white embraced the drunken little man in her arms, and disappeared into the restaurant before everyone could see clearly.

Qiao Yun couldn't help sniffing at the familiar scent.

"Nanjun?"

"You are really naughty!"

Nan Jun sighed helplessly.

"Nanjun, you...will you always be nice to me?"

Qiao Yun was in a daze, but he didn't ask the phrase "Who is the person you like".

"Then do you think I treat you well?"

"Well... no one has ever been so kind to me, Nanjun, you are not a devil, you are the best person in this world to me, I don't want to kill you, I don't want to kill you..."

Qiao Yun struggled in Nan Jun's arms, the two of them leaned against a big tree, under the moonlight, Nan Jun stared at Qiao Yun's slightly drunken face carefully.

"Here, this is the medicine they asked me to give you, but I... I can't do it, I don't want to poison you to death, you said, you didn't kill my Qiao family, right? Right?"

Nan Jun held Qiao Yun's hand, and the medicine bag that had been hidden on his body fell to his feet like this, and no one cared about it.

"Yun'er, the Nan Family Army protects the people of the Southern Kingdom, how could they kill your whole family? Besides, they are your family, how can I be willing to touch them?"

Tsinghua and Qingyang have not yet returned, and the evidence has not been obtained, but Nan Jun still firmly stated the truth.

Nan Jun once asked more than one veteran of that year, and all of them said that the Nan family army never went to Qiao County at all, let alone went to Qiao Mansion to kill people.

"I knew, it wasn't you, it definitely wasn't yours." Qiao Yun kept laughing as he hugged Nan Jun's neck, and then burst into tears, "Who killed them then? Huh...I've always thought of you all these years It's my enemy, but not you, so who could it be?"

Qiao Yun's confusion has lasted for more than a day or two. After staying in the Zhennan Palace for so long, Nanjun never asked him to go anywhere. He had searched almost all the places, and there was nothing in Qiao Yun's mansion at all.

Qiao Yun was almost certain that Nan Jun was not his enemy, but he didn't know who to seek revenge on, and his persistence for so many years had become a joke.

The master who has always been respected by him has a little more estrangement in his heart, but why did the master lie to him?

"Don't be afraid, I will find out the murderer behind the scenes for you, and help you avenge your revenge."

No matter what Qiao Yun wants, she will fulfill his wish.

"Nanjun, you are so kind..."

Qiao Yun looked at Nan Jun with those watery eyes, and said without blinking.

"Little fool, if I'm not nice to you, who can I be nice to?"

"But, you won't treat me well in the future!"

Qiao Yun flattened her mouth aggrieved, and the sourness in her heart came out again.

"How do you know that I won't treat you well in the future?"

Nan Jun also admired herself very much. At this time, she was actually talking about these boring issues with a drunk.

"You said...you already have someone you like."

"and then?"

"Then when you get married, you will only treat him well, and you won't care about me anymore..."

"How do you know that I will leave you alone after I become a relative?"

"I just know it."

"But, the person I want to marry has always been you!"

Nan Jun leaned close to Qiao Yun's ear and said the most truthful words in his heart, but he didn't know if this little drunk would remember after he sobered up.

"do you like me?"

"like."

"How much I like it."

"very many.."

Nan Jun couldn't bear that chattering little mouth any longer, and covered it directly.

"Well... Nan... Nan Jun..."

"Little fool, what should I do with you?"

"You kissed me?"

"Um?"

"Nan Jun actually kissed me?"

"Um!"

"Nanjun, you look so pretty!"

"You drunk!" Nan Jun angrily hugged the little man who was covering his mouth and giggling, and sighed helplessly.

As expected by Nan Yan, after Qiao Yun woke up, he seemed to have forgotten everything that happened last night.

"Why didn't you go to court today?"

Qiao Yun rubbed his dizzy head, looked at Nan Jun sitting beside him, and asked in a daze.

"It's not that a certain little pig slept too hard, I thought he was sick, so I stayed here all the time!"

Nan Jun didn't tell Qiao Yun that he was taking a rest today, but instead teased him.

"Am I sick? What's wrong with me?"

Qiao Yun sat up abruptly, grabbed Nan Jun's sleeve and said worriedly.

"It's okay, I'm afraid some people sleepwalked and secretly drank and got drunk..."

"Drunk? How come?"

Qiao Yun covered his head and thought about what happened last night. When he saw Nan Jun's teasing gaze, he secretly touched his chest through the thick blanket.