Her Royal Highness is playing a demon again

Chapter 138 If it's where the emperor's brother...

Wan Qiu looked at his wife's hand reaching over a pile of folds to take the bowl, and suddenly had a thought in his mind, if his wife accidentally knocked over the bowl and wet his folds, would he be as angry as before? Will anger still speak softly like his wife burned his notebook with fire?
She also didn't understand the charm of Princess Nan Yuan, who asked the general to give her so many special treatment.

With an idea in mind, Wan Qiu's eyes became unpredictable, watching the distance approaching bit by bit, Wan Qiu's fingers gradually placed on the edge of the bowl unconsciously, and as soon as the wife picked it up, the bowl would be ready Get knocked over anytime.

Suddenly, a generous palm appeared in front of those tender and jade-like little hands, and before Wan Qiu could react to overturning the bowl, that palm directly carried the bowl over.

Duan Yijun's eyes fell on Wan Qiu's body for a moment, and said lightly, "I'll come."

Seeing him take the bowl, Nan Yuan immediately withdrew her hand, looked at him, and ordered: "Drink it now."

Duan Yijun didn't refute any more, and drank it all in one gulp. The ginger soup without ginger taste is still much better than the bowl in the morning.

After drinking, Duan Yijun returned it to Wanqiu with his own hands, and said ruthlessly, "Go down and get punished!"

Wan Qiu's face turned pale, and he saluted, "Yes."

Seeing that Wan Qiu had been away for a long time, Nan Yuan couldn't hide her gossip. She seemed to have never asked about the time of Wan Qiu's visit to the mansion. She only knew that she was different from other maids. A maidservant under the housekeeper, Yusheng admires her!

"Duan Yijun." Nan Yuan interrupted Duan Yijun's business and asked curiously, "How long have you been here in late autumn?"

Duan Yijun glanced at Nan Yuan, and said lightly: "It's been more than ten years, an orphan picked up after his parents died on the battlefield."

Unexpectedly, it was just a curious question that could bring up Duan Yijun's sadness. Nan Yuan was at a loss for a while. She remembered that the emperor brother mentioned to her a few days after the marriage that Duan Yijun's parents guarded his family when he was still young. The country died in the battle, so like the emperor's brother, he has taken on the responsibility of the family since he was a child, and has been the authority until now.

Hearing his nonchalant tone, Nan Yuan didn't mention that aspect any more, but just said with emotion: "So I grew up with you!"

That emotion is naturally general.

Nan Yuan stared at the window sill, thinking about the thought of the emperor's brother sending her to marry Duan Yijun...

Suddenly, someone tapped her head lightly, and Nan Yuan, who was startled, subconsciously shrank her head with a subconscious "Ouch".

Duan Yijun curled his lips into a smile: "Does this mean how long she stays with me?"

Nan Yuan blinked her eyes, but couldn't tell what emotion was inexplicable in her heart. She felt unhappy when she wanted to be alone with other girls who robbed her brother of favor like she was when she was a child.

However, now that she has grown up, she knows that her brother's love can be shared with anyone, as long as her brother loves her.

But when this theory is put on Duan Yijun, there is a feeling of ignorance.

Nan Yuan lowered her eyes and shook her head, said sullenly: "No."

Duan Yijun held Nan Yuan's hand: "You will stay with me longer in the future."

Nan Yuan raised her head with a puzzled look on her face, then she thought: Yes, she is his wife, she is his husband.

Two red clouds floated on her cheeks involuntarily, if it was where the emperor's brother was...

(End of this chapter)