"Look at that damned bird's work." The Third Prince turned his face away for Situ Dieer to see.
Situ Dieer, who had just approached, smelled a stench, frowned, instinctively took a step back, then quickly realized, and took two steps forward again.
Their trio of siblings now had to rely on the Third Prince to make a comeback. Discharge was nothing; she wouldn't hesitate to clean up something even more disgusting and couldn't show any hint of disgust.
She pulled out a handkerchief from her bosom and carefully wiped the excrement off the Third Prince's face, thinking that this bird was too vile. When The Emperor was around, it was sharp-tongued; now that The Emperor was gone, it disgusted people with this.
But because The Emperor liked it, no matter how furious they got, they didn't dare harm it and could only swallow their anger.
"Third Prince, Dieer has cleaned you up." Situ Dieer's voice was gentle.
