I had always heard about the Third Prince's perversion from other people's mouths before, but this was the first time I could truly feel it at such a close distance. Qiucao, who valued etiquette and integrity very much, was really disgusted by the Third Prince's behavior this time.
After returning to Prince Mu's Mansion, he immediately asked Xiaohong to prepare hot water and began to thoroughly clean the places touched by the pervert. He really wanted to rub off a layer of skin before he could bear it. Qiucao also ordered people to bring the clothes he wore today.
Go and burn it.
If it weren't for the sedan being so exquisite, Qiucao would probably have ordered it to be burned instead of thrown into a corner. In short, Qiucao didn't want to see anything related to today again.
Because every time she sees those things, it reminds her of what she encountered in the dungeon of Prince Zhao's Mansion. Whenever she thinks of what she encountered in Prince Zhao's Mansion, she can't help but feel nauseated again in her stomach.
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For the sake of his own health, Qiucao thoroughly cleaned out all the things related to the third prince in Prince Mu's palace. He threw away the things that had no practical value. He asked people to take the things of slight value to a pawn shop and pawn them.
Just give it away.
Even for those bearers, Qiucao originally planned to fire them. But then he thought, this matter had nothing to do with them. It would be too selfish to fire them, so Qiucao moved them farther away from his sight.
The place went.
Out of sight, out of sight!
Qiucao knew that she was going too far, but she had no choice. Every time she saw them, she would think of Prince Zhao's Mansion. When she thought of Prince Zhao's Mansion, she would think of the Third Prince. When she thought of the Third Prince, she would instantly feel the surroundings.
The air is filled with disgust.
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After a lot of cleaning, Qiucao finally felt better. However, when she calmed down and faced such a huge Prince Mu's palace alone, there was always a lingering emptiness in her chest, as if there was something missing inside.
Like something very important.
Qiucao looked at the loneliness in the room and let out a long sigh. It must be because Muzi was not here.
In fact, this feeling is not unfamiliar to Qiucao, because she was always like this in the days after Mu Zi left. When she stayed alone in the house, she always felt that Prince Mu's mansion was particularly deserted and her heart was particularly empty.