Her Royal Highness is playing a demon again

Chapter 130 Does The General Love Me?

Fu Xuejin thoughtfully brought ginger tea for dispelling the cold, and handed it to the general: "General, it just so happens that this is the ginger tea for dispelling the cold that I brewed for you. I didn't expect it to come in handy just like this."

Hearing this tone really seemed to be a coincidence, it was just for precaution, but he didn't think it would really come in handy.

But with the lesson learned from the pink purse, Nan Yuan squinted her eyes, always feeling that something was wrong.

However, Nan Yuan was sitting on the seat, pretending to be angry at the intimacy between the two, while carefully observing Duan Yijun's movements. At the moment, Duan Yijun stretched out his hand to block it, and said displeasedly, "No need."

It seems that her informant didn't tell her the important information that Duan Yijun doesn't like the taste of ginger!

Fu Xuejin really didn't know anything about it. Seeing Duan Yijun rejecting her, she didn't take it seriously, and continued to push and push: "General, this is the thick ginger soup that I spent an hour deliberately cooking, ginger soup It's full of flavor, and you're guaranteed that after you drink it, the cold in your body will disappear when you wake up."

How much ginger should be added to the ginger soup that has been boiled for an hour!
The corners of Nan Yuan's mouth raised involuntarily. It just so happened that she was missing a taste of ginger tea to treat Duan Yijun. It seemed that Fu Xuejin's ginger soup would come in handy.

Duan Yijun was in deep water, he blocked Fu Xuejin's push with his arm, and said in a stiff tone, "Housekeeper, take Miss Fu..."

Before he could finish speaking, Nan Yuan understood what he was going to say, and immediately stretched out her hand to block Steward Zhou, interrupting Duan Yijun's words: "Wait a minute."

Nan Yuan immediately changed her expression, and walked up to Duan Yijun, with a distressed look on her face, she took out the handkerchief from her bosom and wiped it on Duan Yijun's nose: "General, why didn't you tell me why you caught cold? Let me hear it, how much I feel sorry for you!"

After finishing speaking, Nan Yuan sat down directly on Duan Yijun's lap. With such a bold appearance, Steward Zhou involuntarily lowered his eyes and looked at the ground consciously.

Fu Xuejin also clenched her fists in her heart. Such a woman who has no sense of propriety, justice and shame is actually a princess of a country. It is a shame to spread the news.

Nan Yuan pretended not to see the jealousy and hatred on Fu Xuejin's heart that was almost running to her face, and continued: "It just happens that Miss Fu boiled ginger soup by chance, General, don't disappoint Miss Fu's intentions!"

Duan Yijun lowered his eyes to look at the woman in his arms, he didn't like her calling him a general, and he was puzzled by her sudden acting skills: "What are you doing?"

In Fu Xuejin's eyes, this scene eased her jealousy temporarily. It seems that even Princess Nanyuan, after having a rift with her husband, would still be hated by her husband like an ordinary woman.

Upon hearing this, Nan Yuan replied, "I care about you!"

After all, Nan Yuan picked up the handkerchief with her hand, wiped her non-existent tears with a clean place, and sobbed pretending to be wronged: "The general's blunt tone, do you hate me?"

"..."

I don't know if she is a playwright, so Duan Yijun could only stretch out his hand and wipe her fingertips under her eyes: "No."

Nan Yuan then laughed: "Does the general love me?"

Duan Yijun nodded: "Love."

Although she knew that Duan Yijun was echoing her ignorant self, when she heard him say this word, Nan Yuan couldn't restrain her mind.

(End of this chapter)