After being kissed twice, the packrat grinned and chuckled. She also pounced on Yun Ran's face and kissed her a few times.
"Mother… Muah…"
The mother and daughter rubbed their foreheads affectionately again.
Only then did Yun Ran ask the packrat, "Did Sweetcake smell something strange?"
Yun Ran just wanted to figure out why her little packrat wasn't affected.
Everyone was in the same hall. Sweetcake was in Mo Beiyuan's arms and had never left their side. She was also breathing the air in the hall. Why was there no reaction at all?
The packrat's nose twitched.
"Mother, there's the smell of a chicken leg being roasted."
At this moment, because the medicinal stove had long been extinguished by the secret guards, the doors and windows were opened, and the fragrance could no longer be smelled in the hall.
Perhaps because the herbs were burnt and splashed with water, there was indeed a burnt smell.
