"What is this?" Xiao Guangbi asked, looking over.
"Dung Beetle!" Jiujiu said, reaching out to catch the beetle trying to crawl away.
Xiao Guangbi's face changed colors, "Your daughter, she really is..."
Mo Heng came over to take his daughter away, "We have disturbed Prince Qing."
"Ha ha ha! Your daughter is truly unique!" Xiao Guangbi laughed in praise, but then he choked, coughing violently and spitting out blood.
Mo Heng hurriedly apologized. The guard at his side also helped him catch his breath, bringing over mouthwash and ginseng soup.
Jiujiu, frightened, watched with two big, shiny black eyes, holding one insect in each of her small hands—one dung beetle, one beetle.
After collecting himself, Xiao Guangbi looked at Jiujiu, who strongly resembled Mo Heng, one insect in each hand, and found it hard to imagine that Mo Jiu, known for his startling talent and elegant demeanor, had a daughter who liked playing with insects. And then there was... the dung beetle...
