Her Royal Highness is playing a demon again

Chapter 292 Then Let's Move the General's Madam

After finishing speaking, Duan Yijun hugged Nan Yuan and walked towards the door, paused for a moment, glanced back indifferently, and didn't know whether to say to Nan Qi or Mu Nazha: "No."

Then she carried Nan Yuan back to Qingxin Garden, admiring the lotus leaves and fishing for goldfish.

Steward Zhou watched the general and his wife leave before turning to look at the emperor and Princess Munaza: "Your majesty, princess, I will send you out of the palace."

Nan Qi walked in front, followed by the reluctant but helpless Princess Mu Nazha.

Back at the restaurant, Princess Munazha threw off the teapot and teacups on the table with one hand, and the teapot and teacups shattered in response. The maid of Munazha was shocked and knelt on the ground: "Princess..."

Mu Nazha's pretty face was full of gloom, looking at the maid kneeling on the ground, she stretched out her hand angrily, and grabbed her neck fiercely.

Why are they all princesses, but her treatment and servants are better than hers?
Is it because their Sulou country is a small country and Nanxun country is a big country?
While thinking like this, Mu Nazha's hands tightened and tightened again.

The maid's face was flushed red due to lack of oxygen, her little hands were struggling cautiously, but she didn't dare to ask for help.

After pinching for a long time, Mu Nazha's emotions stabilized, and she let go of the hand that was pinching the maid's neck.

There were five stiff finger marks on the maid's neck, and the flushed neck couldn't recover for a while. It looked so terrible and pitiful.

Mu Nazha turned around, took out a Nanxun Kingdom badge that Fu Xuejin gave her, and threw it in front of the maid: "Go to the prime minister's mansion and call the prime minister's daughter, Miss Fu."

The maid's eyes trembled, and she survived the gate of hell again. Because her neck was congested with blood, her voice was not as crisp as before, and even a little hoarse: "Yes, princess."

The maid picked up the badge and stood up from the ground, about to walk towards the Prime Minister's Mansion.

Mu Nazha gave her a squinting look.

The maid shuddered subconsciously, turned around and took out a silk scarf from her bag, wrapped it around herself, and walked out of the inn room.

When Fu Xuejin came to the room, she saw the ceramic shards on the ground, and there was a faint smile on the corner of her mouth. It seemed that she was defeated?

"Princess Munaza." Fu Xuejin bypassed the ceramic shards on the ground, found a chair and sat down, with a rather smug face, such a beautiful woman can't beat General Duan, it seems that General Duan does not distinguish between beauty and ugliness love.

Only then did Mu Nazha pay attention to a piece of debris on the ground, and she glanced down lightly. The maid immediately bent down to clean up the debris on the ground.

"Miss Fu." Mu Nazha's complexion improved slightly, she was a princess of a country anyway, so naturally she looked down on the prime minister's daughter.

"The method you taught me is useless at all!"

Fu Xuejin looked at Mu Nazha's face, and suddenly felt that she was tired of looking at her beautiful face twice more, and didn't feel how good-looking she was.

"Maybe it's useless to General Duan? After all, General Duan has seen countless beauties, so he must have self-control different from ordinary people."

At these words, Mu Nazha slightly withdrew her haughty eyes, and she agreed.

Mu Nazha: "Then what do you say now?"

Fu Xuejin straightened her sleeves: "Don't talk about it, I really thought of something."

After finishing speaking, Fu Xuejin looked at the closed doors and windows around her, and for the sake of caution, she whispered: "Since General Duan can't move, let's move the general's wife."

(End of this chapter)