C45

Walking out of the imperial study, the imperial physicians looked at the two of them with fervent expressions, but they were all attracted by the random items on the Ninth Prince's legs.

"What are you looking at? Haven't you seen the emperor's reward before?" Little Fishy's eyes were wide open as she placed her hands on her hips. Where did she get the impression of a lady from a noble family?

"Ninth wangfei, has the emperor agreed to let Ninth Prince leave the capital?" Their legs hurt.

Xiaoyu looked at Xiao Jiu hesitantly.

"Everyone, let's disperse." Endless Night didn't say anything. He just waved at everyone.

As long as the Ninth Prince didn't grab them by the tail and didn't let them go, they naturally wouldn't go looking for trouble. Seeing that the Ninth Prince had asked them to leave, these people originally wanted to stand up and be polite, but now that they stood up, their knees were hurting.

Everyone hummed and supported each other. They did not have the mood to continue courting each other. So, they quickly took advantage of today's miscarriage to go home and lie down to rest.

Doctor Lü limped over to the two of them. He opened his mouth to ask, but he didn't know where to start.

"Doctor Lu, don't ask anything. Let's go back." Night Nine spoke up.

Doctor Lu heard it and sighed. [It seems that there will be no conclusion to this matter soon, but it is still true. The royal family has left the capital, how can they control it? They have set a precedent today.]

Outside the enormous imperial study, there were still many people left. In a short while, only the ninth prince and the ninth princess were left.

Xiaoyu pushed Night Nine towards the exit, and after a while, she said, "Little Nine, what I just said was just words out of anger."

"Yes."

"Actually, the Emperor is very concerned about you."

"Yes."

"The reason I said that was actually to goad the Emperor into letting us leave the capital."

"Yes."

"How can you be so merciful? Say something." Little Fishy wrinkled her nose in dissatisfaction, released her wheelchair, and strode to the front of the wheelchair, staring at Night Nine with wide eyes.

"I'm listening to you." Nine Night Demon innocently looked at the little fish and blinked her eyes.

"Listen to me? "What do you want me to say?" Xiaoyu asked doubtfully.

"I think what you said makes sense." Night Nine had a smile on his face.

Little Fishy was speechless and looked up at him at a forty-five-degree angle. Oh, she liked masculine men. Heavens, can you not make Little Nine suffer like this? She would not be able to resist the urge to ravage him.

"Little Fishy, what are you doing?" Night Nine looked at her, puzzled. What's wrong with Little Fishy?

Little Fishy put one hand on the armrest of her wheelchair, while the other lifted her charming chin. "Beauty, how about you accompany me to have a meal together?"

"Is it just for a meal?" Night Nine looked innocently at the little fish.

Bingo, Fishy snapped her fingers and said seriously, "Of course it's not that simple. I want to touch my little hands, eat tofu, listen to the ditty and have a good time."

Nine Nights was listening in a daze, but he knew one thing, that he had been taken advantage of by Little Fishy.

All right, he's a bit cheap, and he likes to be teased by Little Fishy.

After exiting the palace, the six catties who had been waiting at the entrance of the palace saw the Ninth Prince being squeezed into a wheelchair by a pile of things, and did not react at all. The fifteen catty who had been hiding at the side, helped Little Fishy to put her personal belongings into the carriage, pushed her into the carriage, and then took down a simple stool for Little Fishy to get on. Now, he did not dare to use it as a horse stool for her.

Although he had ordered a bigger and more beautiful carriage, he wasn't in a hurry at all. He liked to let Xiaoyu sit on his lap, so he let third brother feed him the carriage. Anyway, the carriage was comfortable, he was comfortable too, it was just spending a bit more money, it wasn't like he didn't have that.

Nine Night Demon kissed Little Fishy on the lips, and Little Fishy opened her eyes wide. Today, the sun was rising in the west, Little Nine was not usually so proactive, but the delicacies that came knocking on her door were for nothing.

In truth, he had wanted to do this for a long time, but he was always distracted by random things, and wanted to hide in the seams of the earth. Although he had never eaten pork, and seen a pig leave, and had not practiced for a long time, but there were plenty of battle-hardened people inside the building, so he could understand everything he heard. He had always been hidden behind the scenes, and even the boss of the building did not know what was going on, so he thought that it was not good for him.

Nine Night Demon's fingers were playing the zither as she reached into Little Fishy's clothes to light the fire. Little Fishy collapsed in his arms, hugging his neck, soft as a feather, blowing softly into the air. Little Fishy's voice was soft, "Little Nine, don't."

In fact, in the modern era, she was actually a very old-fashioned girl. Otherwise, she wouldn't have been called the last Holy Maiden of the century (equivalent to a leftover girl).

She suddenly remembered that on Valentine's Day, her trash of a boyfriend had ridiculed her, "I wonder how many people you've followed, why are you pretending to be holy with me? How can a person who has no looks or ability not be recognized by the CEO, not climb into that old man's bed? "You're already so old and you still pretend to be innocent? You really make me sick!"

Little Fishy's body suddenly curled up as she tightly embraced Night Nine. Fear suddenly welled up in her heart. Was it because she was so deeply stimulated by her ex-boyfriend that her personality had been reversed? The feeling of being in love with a oneesan?

"No, no!" Fishy gently shook her head.

Night Nine's finger stopped, and he gently wrapped his arm around her waist, "Little fish."

The light in the carriage was very dim, and Little Fishy could not see the expression on Night Demon's face. She buried her head into her shoulder, tears slowly rolling down her cheeks. "Little Nine, I like you. I really like you." "No," the little fish murmured, proving to whom or herself.

Night Nine's body trembled, and the arm holding onto Little Fishy tightened. Just now, he felt Little Fishy's rejection, and thought …

"I also like you, Fishy. I swear to you again that I am willing to do anything for you. Even if you want the stars in the sky, I will pick them for you." He knew that a lot of people wanted to marry him, not because they liked him, but because of his own status.

Little Fishy stared at Nine Heavens Demon with tears flowing down her face, "Are you speaking the truth?"

"Of course it's true." A certain foolish person who was immersed in love cursed and swore.

Little Fishy dried her tears, "The stars are too small, so I want the moon. Little Nine, can you give the moon to me?"

The two of them weren't as silent as when they were intimate. Ever since the assassination attempt, the number of their guards had increased by more than a fold, and everyone had practiced martial arts. Hearing this, everyone was speechless and looked at each other in dismay.

After a while, everyone heard Night Nine agree, "Okay, the moon is coming out tonight, so I'll go and take it down to you."

Madness, madness, both of them had gone mad.

Hearing that, Little Fishy smiled sweetly, with a husband like that, what else could she ask for? He was not the king of her homeland, and she was not the bane of women. The heavens treated her well, Little Fishy embraced Night Nine Demons, closing her eyes to rest in peace.

The sky was cloudy, and not a single star could be seen, let alone the moon. However, the two of them seemed to be in high spirits as they prepared the wine and dishes and sipped from the lotus pond.

Six catties had already been viewed several times, and it was unexpected that the two masters would be so interested. Six catties looked at the sky with a sad face, even if it was a gust of wind that blew the clouds away, could Master really pick the moon from the sky? I might as well take advantage of this situation and go to sleep as soon as possible.

After weighing six catties, what should he say? A gust of wind blew by. He hugged his shoulder and suddenly felt that his vision had become much brighter. He raised his head and found that the moon had peeked out from the thick layer of clouds.