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"Stupid bitch, I gave you some colors, and you even opened a dyeing workshop." Ye Langmei's face sank. She raised her hand and was about to hit him like a small fish.

"Stop." After she finished talking with the emperor, she immediately went to the imperial garden to look for the little fish. She did not expect that she would actually see Ye Langmei teasing Little Fishy, and actually want to hit her. How could he be willing to do that?

Fifteen appeared like a ghost. He suddenly appeared in front of Little Fishy and blocked her. He was like a sword, a sword that was ready to be unsheathed at any moment, defending the dignity of its master.

He could freely ridicule Night Nine, but towards this 15, who placed the benefits of Night Nine above everything else, he was truly a bit fearful. Especially since his secret guard was not in front of him, he could not help but lower his arrogance even more.

"Xiaoyu, are you alright?" Night Nine rolled his wheelchair over to Fishy's side and took her hand.

Fishy lowered her head, smiling at the Nine Dragons Enchantment, patting his hand, consoling him, "I'm fine."

He stretched out his hand and pushed away the body of fifteen, coldly staring at Ye Langmei, saying in a clear voice, "Ye Langmei, stop with your dirty thoughts. Little Yu is mine, if you dare to be disrespectful to her again, don't blame me for turning hostile."

"What else do you want? Did you kill me? " Ye Langmei smiled sinisterly.

Ye Langmei's smile froze on her face, as she looked at Night Nine with disbelief. "Night Nine, you actually dare …"

When he was completely unprepared, Night Nine actually pulled out the sword at his waist and stabbed him in the stomach.

"Why would I not dare? If you can even take advantage of my wife, then what can't I do? " Night Nine said coldly.

As Ye Langmei looked at the blood dripping from her body, she felt more and more pain. Her face became as white as a ghost.

"Hurry and get an imperial physician, an imperial physician." Ye Langmei felt more and more that the pain was unbearable. Sigh, he wouldn't die, right?

Little Fishy took out a handkerchief and wiped Night Nine's hands.

Fifteen was completely indifferent to Ye Langmei's injuries. What did his death have to do with it? In his eyes, there was only one master, and that was Night Nine.

"You all …" Ye Langmei held onto her wound and staggered away. She could not count on them to save him. It was better for him to hurry to the hospital before he fainted.

Seeing that Nightingale had left, Fishy looked at her with a rebuking expression, "The fire didn't go up to the house, so why are you in such a hurry?" "This hand is so tired of rubbing against the oil."

Little Fishy looked at Night Nine's hand with a pained expression. The new wound on it was covered with old wounds, and it looked so shocking.

Seeing how Night Nine was being so rude to Little Fishy, how could he still care about himself? Once anxious, he turned the wheel and ignored his hand.

Little Fishy frowned, no way, she had to hurry and think of a way, we can't let Night Nine suffer this. Look, this isn't the first time her hand was injured, the problem is, every time she was injured it was dirty, it was contagious.

"Let's go find an imperial physician to bandage Little Nine." Little Fishy glanced at Fifteen.

When he heard this, he picked up Night Nine's wheelchair and headed for the hospital.

"It's just a scratch." Night Nine gently looked at the little fish. He didn't think much of it.

When Fishy heard this, she angrily stood in front of Night Nine.

Night Nine looked up at the little fish.

"From now on, from now on, every single hair on your body is mine, you have no right to harm my things. If you dare to damage my things without permission, I'll throw you away, because sister wants perfection, ok?"

Little Fishy had her hands on her hips, looking like a shrew. Seeing such an unattractive posture, Night Nine felt a sense of helplessness. She must be concerned about him. Even though she treated him as something important, he wasn't angry at all.

"Alright." Although he didn't know what she meant by OK, he knew that she cared about him, and that was enough.

Hearing that Night Nine had agreed, Little Fishy's originally cold face immediately broke into a smile. She walked up to Night Nine with her doggy legs and personally pushed Night Nine towards the hospital.

Just as he walked to the door, he heard the ghostly wails and howls of Ye Langmei.

He heard a cold voice say: "You should stop for a while. Why are you shouting so loudly? Don't you feel any pain?"

Xiaoyu tilted her head, "Whose voice is this? It sounds familiar."

"It's Seventh Prince, he's in charge of the medicine room." Nine Nights explained.

He didn't know if there was anyone who was specifically concerned with the construction of a mausoleum, but the books that had stolen the mausoleum these past two years were pretty popular. She wanted to see if she could hook in with the prince that had built the mausoleum and write a book on mechanisms.

Before the small fish could finish thinking, it heard Ye Langmei's lascivious voice, "Can I not shout? How wronged I am, Ol 'Nine married a brothel woman as his wife, he thinks of her as a treasure, but she thinks of him as a grass, seeing how handsome and elegant I am, how she threw herself into my arms when there was no one in front of me, no matter what, she is still Lil' Nine's woman, how can I spy on a brother's woman? Just as I was rejecting her righteously, Xiao Jiu saw me and couldn't help but say, "Take your sword and thrust it at me. You said I was innocent."

Hearing this, Night Nine became even angrier, what kind of person is this, how can he invert black and white? The hatred on Night Nine's face caused the roots of his teeth to itch. It seemed like his stab had been too gentle.

Feeling the anger of Night Nine, Little Fishy suddenly reached out to hug Night Nine, lowering her head and whispering into his ear, "Little Nine, just treat it as him farting."

Little Fishy felt that there was no need to explain anything to Night Nine. I'm innocent, you must believe me, to be able to travel through the world and also be able to see so many beautiful men, if I can't eat it, won't I be taken advantage of? Compared to other transmigrating women, she could be said to be as virtuous as one could be. If he couldn't even stand to talk to others, then he wasn't her good person either. It was fine if he didn't have to.

Seventh Prince said, "Tenth Brother, why do I feel like you're saying the opposite of what you just said? It was you who were disrespectful to Ninth Sister-in-law, which is why Little Jiu got so angry. "

Fishy smiled sweetly. This person was a very understanding person.

"Is anyone here? The Ninth Prince is injured. " Fishy deliberately said crisply.

Little Nine, do you think that when your Tenth Brother hears us coming over, his face will turn as red as a monkey's? "

After listening to Fishy's analogy, she could not help but smile, and then immediately said with a straight face, "His face is so thick, why would he blush?"

Hearing this, Xiaoyu thoughtfully nodded, "Oh, I was wondering why he didn't have a beard. It turns out his skin was too thick, and his beard couldn't penetrate."

This time, even the face of Fifteen could not hold it in. Night Nine gave Fishy a scratch on the nose, "Strange."