C54 His Highness the Prince

Only the dirty thing behind him was exposed to the sunlight, slowly fermenting in the air. Before long, the rotten smell would slowly disperse in the air, as if it wanted to thoroughly dissect a person.

"Take this and throw it away." As soon as Gu Qingxin returned to her bedroom, she took out a tough silk glove from her sleeve. Aunt Jing had found this from somewhere before