Her Royal Highness is playing a demon again

Chapter 35
Although it was a late night sleep, Nan Yuan felt that she slept very soundly and peacefully all night, and she didn't wake up until Chen Shi.

Stretching, Nan Yuan took the handkerchief Lingyun handed over to wipe her face, and asked curiously, "Where's Duan Yijun?"

Didn't he go to bed later than her last night?

"General Duan?" Lingyun pondered for a while, "I haven't seen General Duan today!"

Haven't seen it?

Nan Yuan was puzzled for a while, she still vaguely remembered the memory of yesterday, she remembered that Duan Yijun seemed to be back!

Could it be... is she thinking too much?

Thinking about it this way, his little face became strangely hot again.

Nan Yuan immediately picked up the veil and applied it on her face to cool down, then put the veil in the basin, and said pitifully, "What about breakfast? I'm hungry."

After breakfast, Nan Yuan didn't forget the key she got yesterday, and immediately dismissed Ling Yun and Wan Qiu, and spent another day in the General's Mansion.

Almost all the courtyards in the General's Mansion were turned upside down, even Duan Yijun's Moxuan Pavilion was turned upside down.

In addition to the expensive ornaments inside, his Moxuan Pavilion can only be said to be simpler and clearer than his study room. Although there are not many furnishings in the study room, at least there are bookshelves in the room, which is not like his room. It is clear at a glance.

Chu Ci walked into Yushengju with a solemn expression, and handed the letter in his hand to Duan Yijun: "Are they fighting against others?"

Duan Yijun took it and opened it, reading every word until he read it all. His eyes were so deep that no one could see his emotions and thoughts just from his indifferent appearance.

Chu Ci sat down opposite Duan Yijun: "Do you want to report to the emperor?"

Duan Yijun raised his hand: "No need."

It is not unreasonable to give him seven days of marriage leave.

Chu Ci sighed softly, his eyes fell on Duan Yijun, trying to guess what was going on in his mind, and indeed, sometimes, he couldn't see what was going on in his mind.

Seeing that he was silent, Chu Ci stopped discussing this matter, but talked about what he had just learned: "Today, Madam got up early and walked all the places in the General's Mansion, even your bedroom. Been there."

Duan Yijun folded the letter again, put it in the book, and gave a faint "hmm", as if he didn't care about the news.

Chu Ci was a little anxious: "Why did you hand over such an important token to her on the second day of your wedding?"

Duan Yijun said as a matter of course: "Because she is my wife."

"So even if one day you are doomed, you..."

"Chu Ci!" Duan Yijun interrupted his words sharply, and finally another point of anger appeared on his indifferent handsome face: "Then will you leave the token or the person?"

Chu Ci replied subconsciously: "The token is here, and the person is here."

There is no one to give up, everything can only be left behind.

As soon as these words came out, Chu Ci pursed his lips, knowing that what he just said was too aggressive, and continued: "Since the princess has become the general's wife, it is natural that we should protect it with all our might."

Hearing this, Duan Yijun returned to his indifferent expression. The idiom of "doomed" is too serious, but...

In Duan Yijun's mind, Nan Yuan's cleverness and eccentricity when he wanted something, and his cute and cute appearance when he was sleepy and cheating, and the inexplicable look in his eyes made it impossible to guess what he was thinking.

Coming out of the study to discuss matters, Chu Ci met Nan Yuan who came for some unknown reason, and saluted: "Ma'am."

Nan Yuan's bosom was bulging, and she held the three scriptures, feeling a little guilty: "Hey, Vice General Chu, is Mr. Duan Yi there?"

(End of this chapter)