Her Royal Highness is playing a demon again

Chapter 41 The most important thing is to eat
"Really?" Nan Yuan immediately smiled like a flower, "So I'm very busy every day!"

I didn't realize at all that the final destination of eating every time I sent it to the study room was my stomach.

The housekeeper had been dumbfounded for a long time, and after listening to the conversation between the two, he realized that during the past few days he had been managing the store, he hadn't seen his wife enter the study with a snack?
Everyone in the general's mansion knew that apart from meals, the general did not have the habit of eating snacks, and perhaps no one was allowed to send food in halfway.

It seems that although the general didn't look happy when he took over the marriage, he was definitely secretly happy for a long time. After all, he watched the general grow up and knew him somewhat.

After the butler went down, Nan Yuan asked suspiciously: "Why don't you stay in the study today?"

Duan Yijun and Nan Yuan sat under the tree together, looked up at the dappled sunlight: "It's noon."

Only then did Nan Yuan realize that it was noon and it was time for lunch.

Late autumn happened to deliver lunch and put it on the stone table in the courtyard, and then inadvertently caught a glimpse of a fallen leaf in the general's hair, raised his hand to pick it up from the general's hair without thinking, and lifted it halfway, Avoided by the general, he glanced at her lightly with deep eyes.

Nan Yuan's eyes were all on the lunch, as if she just had breakfast not long ago, but seeing that it was all her favorite lunch, she also felt greedy.

"General, a leaf has fallen on your head." Wan Qiu's humble voice aroused Nan Yuan's doubts before she looked up, only to find that a fallen leaf had been planted on top of Duan Yijun's head at some point, it should have accidentally fallen from the tree just now.

Duan Yijun met Nan Yuan's eyes, then lowered his head towards her, exposing the top of his head.

Nan Yuan was stunned for a moment before she realized the meaning of his actions. She muttered dissatisfiedly in her heart: I was afraid that picking fallen leaves would get her hands dirty, so I let her take it. Doesn't she have to eat lunch?

She is hungry!
Although she was dissatisfied, Nan Yuan also raised her hand to take out the fallen leaves from Duan Yijun's hair, because she had never done this kind of rough work before, and it was not very delicate, her small hands seemed to accidentally pull a strand of Duan Yijun's twisted hair out. .

"Ma'am!" Duan Yijun, who was being pulled, hadn't spoken yet, but Wan Qiu, who was watching from the side, couldn't help but exclaimed, making Nan Yuan's bad little hands tremble slightly in fright.

Nan Yuan smiled, until the lock of hair fell in front of Duan Yijun's handsome face, she pretended to react and exclaimed: "Hey...Duan Yijun, I accidentally tore your hair off too."

Wan Qiu straightened her expression, first handed the water basin that she had just washed her hands to Madam to wash her hands, then handed the basin to the maid behind her, and said softly: "General, do you want this servant to tie your hair for you?"

Nan Yuan immediately nodded in agreement, and went and helped him to tie his hair. After he finished doing it, she might finish eating. In this way, what Duan Yijun ate was her leftovers.

It's a pity that no matter how good Nan Yuan's little plan is, Duan Yijun doesn't cooperate.

There seemed to be some suppressed anger in Duan Yijun's voice: "No problem, go down."

Wan Qiu moved her lips, wanted to say something but didn't say anything, glanced at Nan Yuan from a corner she didn't see, then bowed and retreated.

Nan Yuan also heard the anger in Duan Yijun's tone. Could it be that he was angry because she let his hair down?
He's a general, he wouldn't hit her at the slightest disagreement, would he?

Still, eating is the most important thing.

Nan Yuan held bamboo chopsticks and said cautiously, "Eat?"

(End of this chapter)