Her Royal Highness is playing a demon again

Chapter 20 Is This Drunk?
Nan Yuan directly questioned Duan Yijun's uneasiness and kindness without even thinking about it.

Started to huff again.

Lingyun didn't understand, so she bit her chopsticks, and said weakly: "I think the general looks good, maybe it's too much to ask the princess to change into a wedding dress?"

Apart from this, Lingyun really couldn't see anything else that the general could do to offend the princess.

When it came to this, Nan Yuan became even more angry, not only was it excessive, it was a heinous crime.

If you don't wear a wedding dress, don't give her the key to the dowry storehouse. You can touch her, but if you dare to touch her money, she will kill him!

After being reminded like this, Nan Yuan remembered the key that Duan Yijun said, and he hadn't given it to her until now. Could it be that he deliberately didn't want to give her the key and keep her waiting for so long?
Nan Yuan bit her lips in displeasure, and turned from the joy of being full to waiting for Duan Yijun again.

I don’t know how many times I lifted the hijab, watching the sunset from dusk to night, and the moon from dim to dark, emitting bright light, which spilled into the room from the window, suspected to be a Milky Way.

Lingyun stood up from time to time, whether she was sitting or not, she couldn't help yawning sleepily.I really admire the row of maids in the General's Mansion, except for the occasional tiredness, their standing posture has hardly changed.

Footsteps suddenly sounded outside the silent door, Ling Yun straightened up immediately, Nan Yuan couldn't help but her eyes lit up, Duan Yijun came back!Immediately put the hijab back on.

Lingyun opened the door, and Duan Yijun stepped into the room with a blank expression on his face. With a glance, he could see Nan Yuan sitting on the bedside and waiting for him.

Duan Yijun picked up the wedding scales carried by the maids, and slowly lifted the hijab on Nan Yuan's head. The dim candlelight and the bright red hijab made Nan Yuan's small face as tender as rouge. The bright smile he showed, like a sharp sword, hit his heart fiercely.

"Duan Yijun, you're back." Nan Yuan said with a smile.

Duan Yijun's eyes were a little slack, and he finally understood what it means to be intoxicated by alcohol, and he couldn't help swallowing: "Yes."

Seeing him like this... Hey, with inexplicable tenderness and strange eyes, Nan Yuan put her hand on Duan Yijun's arm suspiciously, let him sit on the edge of the bed with her, and murmured to herself softly: "This is drunk." Already? Will you return the key to the warehouse that you owe me?"

Duan Yijun: "..."

Although he spoke in a low voice, it was of no use to Duan Yijun who is an excellent martial artist, but he could hear every word clearly.

Dare to see him smiling so brightly just to ask for the key to the warehouse?

A maid came forward with a wine jug and a wine glass: "General, madam, it's time to drink the wine."

"Still drinking?" Duan Yijun didn't need to prove his innocence and was not drunk, Nan Yuan had already automatically listed him as a drunk person. After weighing the pros and cons, Nan Yuan curled her lips, it's good to be drunk, maybe he was drunk He gave her the key to the treasury directly, but gave her all the keys to his small treasury?
After drinking the Heji wine, I washed up again, watched the maids remove the longan and peanuts on the bed, and then retreated together with Lingyun. The new house, which had been quiet for nearly half a day, finally became lively for a while, and fell into a situation where there were only two people again. in the quiet.

Seeing that they were all gone, Nan Yuan finally had a chance to speak, and immediately moved towards Duan Yijun, wondering if it was because he had washed up, the smell of alcohol on his body was light, not pungent.

(End of this chapter)