Night cloaked the land, and cool moonlight spilled across the lake.
Several young people crouched silently in a large tree thick with leafy branches.
Wenren Luoshui told Yunjian how she had altered the plot. After dinner, the two of them could hardly wait to rush over to the courtyard where Wenren Shuang lived.
On the way, they ran into the Three Princes, who were out for a stroll.
So the five of them sneaked up into the tree to watch Wenren Shuang and her supposed true love argue over shit in person.
"Do you think Wenren Shuang will actually break up with her husband because he likes playing with shit?"
Yunjian lay across a branch and poked my arm. She was dying to know the answer.
When normal people used the toilet, they barely even looked back at their shit after wiping their asses.
Yet Mao Shaoqin had smeared shit all over his face. Just thinking about it was disgusting.
"I don't know whether they'll break up, but what I want to know is whether Mao Shaoqin used someone else's runny shit for his face mask, or mixed water into his own normal shit."
The Third Prince had the adorable face of a big puppy, but the words coming out of his mouth were downright revolting.
The Fifth Prince's imagination was a little too vivid. He hurriedly grabbed the Third Prince.
"Third Brother, stop. Any more and I'm going to puke."
In the quiet courtyard, Wenren Shuang walked out of the kitchen, looking utterly distraught.
The shock that afternoon had been so great that she had nearly thrown up bile.
But Mao Shaoqin still had an appetite. As soon as she had recovered a little, he ordered her to hurry into the kitchen and cook.
By the time she finished