Her Royal Highness is playing a demon again

Chapter 92
Even if the position of the general's wife cannot be moved, he can firmly grasp the position of the second wife.

"Second madam?" Fu Xuejin was obviously dissatisfied. Being the second madam meant that she was first-class than Princess Nanyuan, so she didn't like it.

"Then is there anything that can be designed to frame..."

Before Fu Xuejin finished speaking, he was interrupted by Fu Chengxiang: "Don't think that the second lady's position is not good, so you don't want it. If you can win the heart of General Duan, no matter where you are, you will have a son and a half son. One day I will be able to straighten you up."

Hearing these words, Fu Xuejin finally showed a satisfied expression, thinking that she had waited for General Duan for two years, now no matter what, she wanted to get him.

Going back to the banquet with my father, I happened to meet General Duan and Princess Nanyuan, who for some reason walked towards her and wanted to cross her.

At the beginning, Nan Yuan was still talking cheerfully, her eyes were bright, and she almost bumped into the table beside her because of too much movement, she was protected by Duan Yijun, and she gave her a glare before she turned her face forward.

Looking ahead, Fu Xuejin was coming face to face with them, Nan Yuan pursed her lips, and by the way, all the elated remarks just now disappeared, and she became quiet.

When several people met and passed by, Fu Xuejin didn't know what she stepped on, and her body tilted, and she was about to fall towards them. Duan Yijun was just standing on the outside, and she could be lifted up with a stretch of hand, preventing her from falling.

Perhaps she had used the fastest reaction speed in her life. Seeing this, Nan Yuan immediately stretched out her hand to grab Duan Yijun's arm, patted his sleeve pretending to be inadvertent, and muttered unhappily: "Where are you going?" , it's all dirty."

Because of Nan Yuan's actions, Fu Xuejin sat down on the ground directly, and fell painfully.

Fu Xuejin's face had been angry all night, and she became even more angry, but when General Duan was here, Fu Xuejin withdrew her angry expression and turned into a pitiful look: "It hurts..."

Looking up, she seemed to see General Duan and Princess Nan Yuan beside her. Fu Xuejin asked for help: "General Duan, can you help me up?"

The pitiful expression and Fu Xuejin's delicate face make me feel pity. Even a woman like Nan Yuan, if she doesn't know her true face, will feel that such a weak beauty needs to feel sorry for her.

Duan Yijun looked down at Nan Yuan, although he bowed his head and said nothing, but the little hands that patted his sleeves became more and more heavy, as if all the displeasure in his heart had been vented on him.

Duan Yijun was not angry but wanted to laugh again. This woman finally knows how to protect her calf, knowing that her things will not be touched by others?
The indifferent handsome face could not see his inner expression at all, Duan Yijun called out: "Lingyun, help this young lady."

Lingyun listened to the order, walked around the princess, walked to Fu Xuejin, and reluctantly tried to help her up, but Fu Xuejin didn't reach out for a long time.

Fu Xuejin shyly said: "I'm a bit heavy, I'm afraid it's because your small body can't support you."

But I thought in my heart: You are not worthy to help Miss Ben.

Ling Yun, who had always disliked her, stomped her foot and said viciously: "You are a bit fat, but it is more than enough for me to support you."

After all, Lingyun has practiced martial arts, so she was so angry that she used one hand and stretched out her hand to pull Fu Xuejin up. Since you don't want to help you, you can only help her.

(End of this chapter)