Zhao Xuanjing's eyelids twitched.
Xie Qiao was on cloud nine as the Crown Prince held her.
"Was Senior Sister capturing a ghoul earlier?" Zhao Xuanjing thought of the lost little lamb that Xie Qiao had buried back then.
If the bones back then belonged to a little lamb, then what was that from earlier?
Xie Qiao smiled and said, "The ghoul had been sealed in the candle. He died in devastation, and he was resentful. Therefore, he had lost his rationale. He only gained his freedom because of the fire, and he wanted to kill everyone. But don't worry, Junior Brother. I've captured that insignificant thing. I'll release his soul when I get home. Winter Clothes Day is coming, and I'll send him for reincarnation on that day."
She looked gentle, like a legitimate senior.
Zhao Xuanjing proceeded to pretend he knew nothing about Xie Qiao's disguise, "I know a lady who captures ghouls too. I heard you know her as well, Senior Sister."