Collecting Corpses

"Hurry up, His Highness is back."

The sky was slightly bright, and there was a commotion outside the tent. Shen Yijia rubbed her eyes and glanced at Song Jingchen, who was putting on his clothes. She muttered, "What happened?"

"I think Lord Jing'an is back. I'll go out and take a look. Sleep a little longer."

Shen Yijia nodded and turned around to continue sleeping. She thought of something and sat up. She said in surprise, "The scumbag is back?"

Song Jingchen was silent for a moment. He suddenly sympathized with Xuanyuan Ce. Before he knew his background, Shen Yijia kept calling him a beautiful uncle. After she found out, he was always a scumbag in her eyes.

Although he did not know what the word "scum" meant in Shen Yijia's words, it meant the same thing as trash.

"Wait for me. I'll go with you." Shen Yijia hurriedly got up to look for clothes.