Her Royal Highness is playing a demon again

Chapter 330 You said what can a husband and wife do in bed?
She couldn't hold back anymore, and questioned: "The princess, can you explain to me, what did the general do at night, so that the bruise on your wrist remains until today?"

Duan Yijun glanced at Princess Munazha with disdain: "You said that the husband and wife are lying on the bed in the middle of the night, what else can they do?"

A few simple words resonated with the audience, and everyone was imagining the same picture in their minds.

Only Nan Yuan and Ling Yun are different, and Nan Yuan is humming a ditty in her heart, mocking Mu Nazha for her ignorance, what else can she do at night, of course it is to hold hands and sleep!Fool!

Two pieces of evidence in succession were returned, and Fu Xuejin's neck was red with anger, but she couldn't prove her innocence.

Nan Qi glanced at Nan Yuan: "It's your turn, do you have evidence?"

Enduring the pain in her back, Nan Yuan wanted to get out of Duan Yijun's arms, but was gently held down by Duan Yijun. She leaned against him, and the pain in her back could be relieved for a while.

Nan Yuan nodded: "Yes!"

After finishing speaking, Nan Yuan pointed to the other protagonist who was almost forgotten, and said affirmatively: "The best evidence is the confession of the son of the fourth-rank official, don't you think, Mr. Zhao?"

It is also thanks to Fu Xuejin who kept providing her evidence and bought her a lot of time to think about the solution to finding evidence.

Zhao Ziyuan, who was lying on the ground pretending to be dead, thought that he might be able to get away with it if he kept quiet and minimized his presence, but he was still pointed out by Princess Nanyuan.

While Zhao Ziyuan was pretending to be dead, his legs trembled involuntarily like grains of sieve because of fear.

Everyone saw it but didn't say it, Nan Qi looked over and questioned: "What's the matter? Did Mr. Zhao faint?"

With personal emotions in his heart, Duan Yijun said lightly: "I'm afraid it won't work, so just kill him!"

As soon as these words came out, Zhao Ziyuan's body trembled, pretending to be in a daze, and now he woke up slowly, raised his head, and saw that everyone was looking at him.

Zhao Ziyuan's body was seriously injured, so he could barely prop up his body, knelt on the ground with a frightened look: "Emperor... Your Majesty, General... General, Wang... Your Highness, please greet the three of you."

Trembling greeted the three big men who only appeared in the rumors, and three big men like him who had never seen before.

Seeing him waking up, Duan Yijun's eyes flashed with pity, if he could insist on pretending not to wake up, he could kill him himself under the pretext.

Nan Yuan asked, "Who are you?"

Zhao Ziyuan, who was already drunk, woke up 100% when he hit his face like that, and now he saw the emperor and General Duan here, he woke up [-]% directly.

If his memory is correct, he really put Princess Nan Yuan under him just now, and almost executed her on the spot.

Thinking of this, Zhao Ziyuan's body trembled, his lips trembled so much that he couldn't speak.

Nan Yuan waited anxiously, and continued to ask, "Are you trying to disobey the sacred order?"

Zhao Ziyuan immediately shook his head, put his head on the floor, and said respectfully: "Caomin is Zhao Ziyuan, the son of Zhao Changyun, the fourth-rank official of the dynasty."

After finishing speaking, Zhao Ziyuan felt a chill from the top of his head to the soles of his feet, and reported himself as if he was not far from a dead end.

"Oh, yes, Mr. Zhao Ziyuan." Nan Yuan nodded, and asked, "Mr. Zhao, do you still remember that you are frivolous about me or Ms. Fu?"

(End of this chapter)