Forgive me, Your Majesty

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“What if it falls off?” Hua Yi skimmed her mouth, “I am not going to pay for it.”
Teng Feng Yuan said, “This seat didn’t say that I want you to pay for it.”
Hua Yi gave an inch and moved closer towards him, “Then, Your Holiness, why don’t you just give me all the jewelry? I haven’t even slept well today, so at least you have to give me some compensation.”
Teng Feng Yuan’s gaze fell on her face, she wiped some powder today, her skin was as fine as thin porcelain, her lips were red, and she was looking at him with earnestness, he was a little shaken, and didn’t react for a moment to what he was asking.
Did not get a reply, Hua Yi quit, sighed: “Hey, really the more money, the more stingy.”
A quarter of an hour later, Teng Feng Yuan and his party arrived at the Crouching Rainbow Cave, in front of the rainbow shaped stone door, the guard instructor in a short-beaten strong suit arched his hand as a salute, said a couple of polite words, and then politely asked the other party to unload their weapons.
It is the rule of the Crouching Rainbow Cave that no weapons are allowed to be brought into the venue. Teng Fengyuan left his sword on the carriage, and then entered the Crouching Rainbow Cave with Xiao Cheng, the two accompanying guards, and Hua Yi Yanhan. There is a steward to greet over, that steward looks fat, a pair of eyes and small, in his face as big as a basin, doubling the sense of joy, he smiled and laughed towards Teng Feng Yuan arching, trailing a long, “So it is the Teng Sect Master of the Piercing Cloud Sect, there is a loss to welcome.”
Teng Feng Yuan does not return to him, spine straight, eyes arrogant.
The fat steward didn’t care either

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