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Xiaoyu took two steps forward, then turned around and glared at Twelfth, "This disciple of mine from the Eight Classics doesn't want to bother Master anymore, why are you still standing there like a log?"

12 quickly excused himself and left with Xiaoyu, feeling uneasy. Was the little mistress a freak? He could not digest this news.

Xiaoyu turned her head around and looked at his conflicted expression. She could not help but extend her hand to tip him with a chestnut on his forehead.

"What are you thinking? "Thinking of spring?"

Twelve of her cheeks reddened. This was the only bad point of this wangfei. She dared to say anything and her actions made people think things through. Otherwise, how could she have left behind such a dissolute reputation?

"Are you sure you won't tell the prince?" 12 always felt that it wasn't right.

Even though they usually let these people keep their cool

Xiaoyu stopped walking and looked at Twelfth, "Do you think you should tell Xiaoyu?"

Twelve answered flatly, "No."

Since he knew things were not going well, why was he so conflicted over whether he should tell Little Nine or not? Fishy waited for him to continue.

"Your highness definitely won't let your highness take the risk. Although your highness really wants to have her own blood and bones, if you can only choose between the wangfei and young mistress, your subordinate believes that your highness will choose your highness without hesitation."

It was precisely because of this that he hesitated, not knowing whether he should tell the prince or not.

Little Fishy was stunned. Could it be? Would Little Jiu not have children for her?

As a modern person, Little Fishy tried hard to get closer to the ancient people. If she failed, then it was just that when something happened, she would wonder what it should be like in the modern world and what it should be like in the ancient world.

Changing a person was easy, but to change an entire society, Little Fishy believed that she did not have the ability to do so. Thus, she could only adapt herself to this society.

She knew what it meant to abandon a son and leave a woman behind in an age when the son was not allowed to have a woman.

She was in a trance. After knowing him for so long, she felt that she understood him quite well. He liked her, even loved her, and for her sake would even contradict his father. However, when she and her child could only choose one life, would he choose her?

Originally, the little fish felt that it was only natural for her to be loved by the Nine Nights.

Why did all the good men in this world get married? It was because it was women who raised the bad men into the good ones.

She continued to inculcate in him the idea of a single life. She only knew that she could not truly share a husband with others. If he wanted to love her, he would have to accept a pair of people for his entire life. She could compromise on any other matter except this one.

Although Xiaoyu understood that she had to pay more to marry someone with a handicap, she was willing to do it for the sake of that pair of people for her entire life. She had always thought that she was the one who had sacrificed a lot and was taken for granted by others. In this society, her grievances were unspeakable.

Suddenly, she realized that she had been mistaken. The other party had loved her as much as she had, so she couldn't tell what she felt.

"Xiaoyu, here." Seeing the small fish in the distance, Night Nine let out a sigh of relief, raising his hand to wave at the small fish.

Fifteen hurriedly pushed him toward Fishy.

"What took you so long?" Nine Night Demon stretched his neck. He was about to become a wife's stone.

"Xiao Jiu, the medicine master intends to accept me as his disciple." Xiaoyu gently said.

"What?" This voice wasn't called out by Night Nine, but rather came from Yao Meng Chen.

Little Yu looked at the shocked, incredulous, and even terrified Yao Meng Chen and asked cautiously, "What's wrong? Is something wrong? "

"No, no." Yao Meng Chen looked at Little Fishy with a complicated gaze, his eyes full of envy, jealousy, and regret.

In fact, he had already thought about it before. This woman had a natural talent and was a good student of medicine, but he felt that it was impossible for her to learn it.

"You agreed?" Yao Meng Chen looked passionately at Little Fishy. It would be best if she didn't agree.

"Yes." Fishy nodded.

He looked at Nine Nights, his heart full of envy. "Young Master, I didn't think that your esteemed wife would lower herself to the heavens for your sake. I'm truly impressed by her ability."

He looked tenderly at Little Fishy, telling her how could he not love her. Thus, when Little Fishy told him that if he were to marry someone else, she would leave, his heart would be in great pain. How could he marry anyone else? He only had Little Fishy, that was enough.

"What a pity, what a pity, what a pity." Yao Meng Chen shook his head with a defeated look on his face.

"What do you think, sir?" Xiaoyu asked curiously.

"It's a pity that I didn't ask the Madam if she liked the art of Yellow Ox. It's a pity that I first met her and let my junior sister get there first. It's a pity that my medical skills have been lost in my hands." Yao Meng Chen said dejectedly.

When Fishy heard this, she couldn't help but ask, "Does mister also want to take me as a disciple?"

Yao Meng Chen's expression changed drastically. How could he argue with junior sister? This was simply impossible. Ancient times placed great importance on apprenticeship. A master could take in many disciples, but a disciple could never take in a second master.

"No, no …" He looked at his hand and his eyes dimmed. He was already a cripple and would never be able to cure someone else in the future. He did not even have a successor, so when he thought about it this way, he immediately became dejected and quickly escaped.

"Xiaoyu, let's go." If he wasn't waiting for Xiaoyu, he wouldn't want to stay here. Although he had gotten better in the past few days, he still couldn't believe that he would recover completely. He needed to hurry up and get along with Xiaoyu.

Xiaoyu pushed him forward and asked, "Lil 'Nine, you can't be careless with this apprenticeship ceremony. However, I don't know anything about this sort of thing. You have to give me some advice."

"What kind of art is this? Dirty and dirty."

Little Fishy only needed to accompany him every day, and he didn't need to have any skills to survive. He had already arranged everything for himself and he would not let her suffer any grievances. Now that Little Fishy was pregnant, his first plan was even more certain.

12 Looking at the dreamy moonlit smile on Night Nine's face, he turned his face to look at the scenery on both sides. In the end, he decided not to tell his highness, even if his highness … If he went, he'd know that the wangfei would live according to the first conclusion he'd arranged, and he'd be pleased as well, wouldn't he?

"I've learned how to treat illnesses. I'll open a clinic in the future and we won't be going back to the capital. I'll see the doctor, you grab the medicine, and we'll sing together. How nice is that?" Little Fishy retorted with a smile.

Night Nine did not answer, but only patted Little Fishy's hand. He knew, these were all excuses.

After Xiaoyu went back to find Imperial Physician Lu, he first checked on Nine Niu Mei's pulse. Doctor Lü was pleasantly surprised. Xiaoyu had been paying attention to his expression. Seeing his expression, Xiaoyu suddenly felt a lot better.

"Doctor Lu, how is it?" Fishy was smiling. In the past, they would always go out and not mention it in front of Nine Niu Mei. Today, after seeing Imperial Physician Lu's smile, Fishy felt reassured after yesterday. She didn't have time to wait for them to go out, so she asked in front of Imperial Physician Lu.