C95

Musk!

Yan Jiuke furrowed his brows, wondering if his teacher had made a mistake. There had never been a spice like musk in his house before.

"Impossible, Your Highness! I swear with my life that I've never let Qingyu come into contact with this type of spice, unless …"

A cold light flashed in Yan Jiuke's eyes, unless someone wanted to harm Qingyu Yu, wanted to harm his child