Pfft!
A loud fart resounded in the courtyard.
Quickly following was a foul smell that could knock people out.
The guards almost vomited on the spot.
But before they could recover, a series of farts erupted like firecrackers, popping and crackling, creating quite a lively scene.
The princes' concubines rushed out of the house!
Qitian Yu was also on the verge of passing out from the stench. His handsome face contorted as if it had been crumpled like a rag.
Before he could even curse, his intestines started violently convulsing.
His complexion couldn't help but change drastically, and he clenched his fists, trying to control himself.
But he couldn't control it at all.
Pfft! Another loud and unrestrained fart echoed!
Qitian Yu's face turned completely dark.
"Ah, it's so itchy!"
"Don't scratch it. Your face is covered in pimples, and you've scratched it all up."
