Chapter 67
The palace maid counted the things that Huimao had broken one by one with a bitter face, Jin Yuan broke into a cold sweat while listening!

The last time I just broke Zhuo Bingshan's favorite vase, I almost killed myself...

This time is good, breaking so many valuables bestowed by the emperor!

If Zhuo Bingshan found out, he would be so angry that he would deal with Huimao immediately!
"Xiao Hui, get out of here—"

Jin Yuan yelled into the room, and then a crackling sound came from the room.

It seemed that something was broken again.

The maids and eunuchs also heard the sound, and their faces became darker.

Gray Mao rushed out of the room extremely quickly.

It didn't realize its mistake at all, and rushed to Jin Yuan's side and cheered, "Sister, you're back—"

Jin Yuan shook her head amusedly and angrily, grabbed it by the ear, and scolded: "Xiao Hui, look at the good things you've done..."

"What's wrong with me?"

Gray Mao blinked pitifully, looked innocently at Jin Yuan and yelled, "Sister, don't pull my ear, it hurts..."

Even the maids and eunuchs who felt helpless and dissatisfied with Hui Mao, when they saw Hui Mao's cute and funny expression, they immediately lost all anger.

The courageous one couldn't help but burst out laughing seeing Jin Yuan pinching his ears.

"In less than a day, you broke so many things, can you afford it?"

Jin Yuan didn't pull the gray hair's ear vigorously either.

But gray hair is like this, if you don't teach it, it won't have a long memory!
She taught it a lesson while carrying it into the house, followed by a group of court ladies and eunuchs.

Seeing that the petite Jin Yuan was able to pick up a boy, they all sighed in amazement!
"I didn't mean to..."

Gray Mao also knew he was wrong, scratched his head in frustration and said, "Who knew those things would break when touched!"

Jin Yuan was speechless, what does it mean to break when touched? !

It must have been touched many times!

"Have you forgotten what Zhuo Bingshan said last time?"

Jin Yuan put it down, knocked on its forehead to remind it: "If these tributes are damaged, they will be thrown into prison if they don't die!"
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river crab.

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(End of this chapter)

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