"No, it's not...it's me...I think he is the King of the East no matter what, so why is he sitting in a place like this...No, I'm afraid he has something to say to you.
The young master has discussed it, so prepare the room first and ask Mr. Jun to move..."
The more the shopkeeper talked, the more he felt something was wrong. He was shaking and almost couldn't speak anymore.
It seems that he didn't understand what Jun Yichen reminded him just now, and it was self-defeating...
Jun Yichen snorted. It would be too much to let Prince Dongfang come to him now. It was really superfluous.
After thinking for a while, he asked calmly:
"Everyone is ready? Baby, let's go see Dongfang King, okay?"
Shui Wawa nodded repeatedly. Although she didn't like that person very much, she just saw him when he saw him. He had never been afraid of anyone when he was with Brother Jun.
People not far away or nearby laughed and responded one after another:
"Everything is ready. How about giving me an opening ceremony first?"
Jun Yichen asked with a smile:
"Baby, is it cold? Do you want your sister to bring you a cloak?"
Shui Wawa stretched out her little hand and threw herself into Jun Yichen's arms. She smiled sweetly and said nothing.
Jun Yichen hugged her delicate and soft body, feeling warm in his heart
Several people have already slipped away quietly
Two people were carrying teapots, two were carrying basins, and two were holding rags and brooms. They came to the room in the front yard first.
The shopkeeper broke out in a cold sweat and sat down on a bench on one side, chanting continuously: Don't demolish my store, don't blame me, Mr. Jun, don't be angry, Prince Dongfang...
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There is a relatively independent small building in the front yard
There were many ceremonial guards downstairs, and there were many flags, gongs, umbrellas and fans arranged in a mess. It seemed that King Dongfang came in full ceremonial guard and deacons.
Although he is a king with a different surname, his profile is still quite high, even the highest level that this building has ever received. No wonder the shopkeeper is in a mess.
Two men in green clothes came up, and the guards tried to stop them.
A man in Tsing Yi read:
"The style of a scholar is such that visitors come at the beginning of spring and are spring guests, which is beyond words..."