Forgive me, Your Majesty

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When Teng Feng Yuan’s face appeared above the cliff pit, Hua Yi wanted to cry, “Your Holiness, save me.”
Teng Feng Yuan cooled his eyes, “Taking all the effort to run out, and you messed up like this.”
Hua Yi would naturally speak softly at this time, “I won’t even run in the future, save me, even if you want to settle the score, go back and settle it again.”
Teng Feng Yuan saw that she was about to cry and jumped down to the cliff pit, Hua Yi directly pounced on him and tugged on his lapel, “Your Holiness, you can come, I’m all screwed up by them.”
Teng Feng Yuan hugged her and leaped up, but Hua Yi didn’t let go of her hands, her hands were still hugging his neck, leaning on him with rare meekness.
Teng Feng Yuan gently patted her, “Let’s go, back.”
He wanted to put her down, but Hua Yi did not come down, inhaling with a huff, “My feet hurt.”
Hua Yi’s feet were scalded with pulp blisters, and last night she ran through the rocks, the blisters were worn out, and at this time the pain was severe.
Teng Feng Yuan took off her shoes and saw a bit of blood on her socks, his brows frowned slightly, when he took off her socks, his face turned green, “How did you get into this mess?”
Hua Yi complains, “Di Qianshang did it! There’s also her family’s brothers, they still want to drive me to extinction, Your Holiness, you have to avenge me.”
“Fine, avenge you.” Teng Feng Yuan’s eyes narrowed slightly as he placed her on the ground, tore half of the hem of his robe and split it into two pieces carefully wrapping it around both of Hua Yi’s feet, picking her up and heading down the mountain.
The injured Hua Yi is always extraordinarily docile, afraid of being abandoned, slightly closed eyes extremely obediently snuggled in front of Teng Feng Yuan’s chest, occasionally rubbing against his chest, probably at this time, she is more like a weak and spineless woman.
Teng Feng Yuan wrapped her tighter, originally he could have walked a little faster, but he coveted this feeling of being relied on by her and did not raise his true qi, striding forward.
Hua Yi moved in his arms, “How did you know I was in Jane City?”
Teng Feng Yuan’s voice was extraordinarily gentle in the breeze at dusk, “I guessed, this is the right season to eat Jane City’s crayfish.”
Hua Yi sighs, fortunately you know me well enough.

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