Her Royal Highness is playing a demon again

Chapter 15 Duan Yijun...

Fortunately, Duan Yijun's arm caught the staggering Nan Yuan steadily because of the curtain lifting, so that she would not fall to the ground, making the guests laugh.

"Now the general can pick up the princess, step over the brazier outside the gate, and put the princess down in the hall where the wedding ceremony is held."

Duan Yijun didn't say a word, just picked up Nan Yuan's crooked body and walked towards the general's mansion.

Nan Yuan took advantage of the situation and put all her weight on Duan Yijun without any hesitation.

She also just found out about this process. If she had known earlier, she would definitely have eaten to death, and she would really have become a fat man of two hundred catties.

Listening to Duan Yijun's steady breath and relaxed pace, Nan Yuan's eyeballs rolled around, and there was an inexplicably extra snack in her hand like a magic trick.

Nan Yuan put the dim sum into the hijab, hugged her feet temporarily, and gained weight.

While eating, Nan Yuan had to say, "Steady, don't jolt me."

Duan Yijun has already stepped over the brazier outside the gate, and walked into the courtyard, watching the excitement, the congratulatory eyes all fell on the two of them, especially the eyes of the general's wife with a red hijab. curious.

Only Nan Yuan, whose eyes were covered by a hijab, knew nothing.

Duan Yijun heard the words, and said lightly: "Everyone is watching you."

"..." Nan Yuan didn't hold the dim sum by hand, nor did she move it. What if she took the dim sum out of the hijab and was surrounded by more people?
After thinking for a while, Nan Yuan thought of Duan Yijun's nature, and felt that she couldn't be fooled by his words so easily, what if he lied to her?
Nan Yuan raised the corner of the hijab slightly with her small hands. Although she couldn't see anyone, she could still see the airtight feet standing not far away. Some even could see from the toes that he wanted to see the wedding scene unobstructed urgent.

As expected... a lot of people.

"Duan Yijun." Nan Yuan's voice was weak, and was directly buried in the noise of the surrounding voices, afraid that he would not hear her shout, Nan Yuan even stretched out her small hand and tugged at his collar.

Duan Yijun is a martial arts practitioner, and his hearing is naturally superior to that of ordinary people, and he is also very close to her, so he responded: "Huh?"

Nan Yuan continued to say weakly, "Get closer."

Duan Yijun lowered his head and moved closer to Nan Yuan: "What's wrong?"

When Nan Yuan under the hijab heard his question, she immediately raised a sly smile, and her voice changed from being pitiful just now to full of anger: "What? Are you hungry? I just have a piece of snack here, you first Let's get full!"

After finishing speaking, Nan Yuan didn't give Duan Yijun a chance to react, quickly lifted her hijab, saw Duan Yijun's lips, and directly stuffed half of her snacks into his mouth, which not only solved her fate of half of the snacks, but also Can tell him that she is not so easy to bully.

Put the hijab back on, and the action is done in one go.

The bride's voice, which was as loud as the din, instantly made the smiling guests dumbfounded in tacit understanding, and they all began to hold their breath and listen to the words exchanged between the two.

What the general's wife said caused a lot of astonishment. After seeing the general's wife finished speaking, she ignored the image and wanted to help the general eat up the snacks on the general's face. She didn't know whether to cry or laugh.

Duan Yijun's indifferent and handsome face made the guests only dare to bow their heads and laugh silently. After a while, the quiet lobby pretended to be nonchalant and chatted and laughed happily again.

(End of this chapter)