C161

Little Fishy suddenly raised her eyes to look at Lu Buwei. There had been too many things happening recently and she had forgotten about Lu Buwei. Why was he poisoned that day? She hadn't had time to ask him.

After this mess, all the guests had left the gambling house. They had all rushed home as if they had eaten stimulants or gone to their friends' homes to share the wonderful news they had witnessed today. Who would have thought that their broken hands could be reattached? Xiaoyu's reputation rose immediately, and even Lu Buwei was basked in the glory as both Master and disciple became influential figures in the capital.

Little Fishy had expended too much energy. Once she scattered, she immediately fell to the ground and began to imitate Ah Chang and put up a big word to recuperate. "Little Yu, Little Yu, it's all my fault, I shouldn't have had such a bad temper."

"Thanks to you, my medical field has expanded again." Xiaoyu didn't want to hear his reproach, so she smiled and reached out to rub his brows, "You're so handsome. Don't keep frowning, you're almost an old man."

Lu Buwei was not as lucky as her. After a few consecutive surgeries, he had expended all of his energy. In addition to his old age, his eyes felt dizzy, and he fell directly to the ground, closing his eyes and falling asleep.

Little Fishy was shocked. She thought that Lu Li had contracted some sort of acute illness and went up to check his pulse to make sure that everything was normal before letting out a sigh of relief. Yan Yu was quite thankful to this pair of master and disciple for solving her problems. Lu Buwei suddenly fainted, giving her a fright. She quickly went up and nervously asked, "What happened?"

Nothing, just sleeping." Give him a bed so he can get a good night's sleep. " Xiaoyu smiled as she consoled Yanyu, slowly standing up and finding a chair to sit down. Xiao Jiu was sometimes as headstrong as ever, treating her well in random situations. Although she did not mind, the people around her did mind, didn't they? She had followed the customs of the country, whereas Little Jiu was more and more like a transcender, more like a transcender than an actual transcender.

"Little Yu, come into my embrace." Night Demon stretched out her hands, waiting for her to come over.

Xiaoyu stared at him with a reddened face and ignored him. Yan Yu arranged for Lu Buwei to be escorted upstairs to the guest resting room. After he was done, he sat down beside her and held her hand. "Thank you, Xiaoyu."

"Why aren't you calling me Ninth Sister-in-law?" Little Fishy teased and smiled mischievously as she sized up Yan Yu. Suddenly, she saw a trace of dazzling cinnabar on her exposed right arm. Little Fishy was completely stunned.

F * ck, what do you mean by thunderbolt in the clear sky, what do you mean by magic? Yan Yu was like a thunderbolt in the clear sky, striking the small fish without any warning. A woman who had been married for a year had heard that she and Nightingale had become together because of their free love. Free love ah, the two who love each other have been recognized, who do not want to become more intimate, resulting in love results. These two, these two ancient people, were married for a year and were still virgins. What kind of plane is this?

"Yan Yu, what are you doing?" Little Fishy could not believe her eyes as she stared petrified at the defensive array on Yan Yu's arm.

Yan Yu glanced at the cinnabar on her arm and innocently said, "This mole has been with me for a long time. I've always had it ever since I was young."

"Pfft." Little Fishy spat out a mouthful of spittle. Everyone should forgive those who didn't have internal injuries for not being able to spit blood. She could only spit out spittle to support her mood.

"What's wrong, Fishy?" Shocked, Nine Nights pushed Yan Yu aside and took the little fish into his arms, looking at her nervously.

Xiaoyu finally managed to regain her breath, and she pointed to the palace guards' sands on Yan Yu's arms, asking Night Nine, "Little Nine, tell me, what happened to the red ball on Yan Yu's arm?"

She needed to do a third party confirmation to prove that what she saw was real, not illusory at all.

Nine Night Demon obediently looked at him, petrified for a moment. She gave Yan Yu a strange look before slowly explaining to Little Fishy, "It's a gatekeeper sand. Every woman is born with a point on their arm, proving that they are a perfect body."

"Yi, it's not a mole?" Yan Yu was astonished. This was obviously the first time she had heard someone talk about gatekeeping sand.

Fishy really wanted to hang herself with a piece of noodles. Towards Yan Yu's seriousness, she was speechless. Turning to look at Night Nine, she tried to explain its uses through his mouth, "Little Nine, tell me, how do I get rid of this thing?"

She asked the question, and it made Nimue angry. Originally, he didn't care about the matters between men and women, as that was something that he was too embarrassed to explain. Her pretty face turned red and she could not utter a word.

"Let me do it." Little Fishy looked forward to it for a long time, but she didn't wait for Night Nine to speak. Sighing, he looked at Night Nine, "Little Nine, sex is beautiful, don't look at it in such a peculiar way."

His words almost caused her to die, Night Nine's face turned even redder, his eyes opened wide, pouting towards the little fish. His eyes were so enchanting that the little fish's heart skipped a beat, and it couldn't help but lick its tongue, whispering into his ear: "Little Nine, don't seduce me! Be careful that my wolf-like nature will explode and I will eat you. "

"Little Fishy, how can this thing be eliminated?" When Yan Yu heard this, her interest was piqued. After the two of them said half a sentence, they stopped talking. It made her itch in her heart.

"Eliminating this thing is not difficult, nor is it easy. The point is, have you ever been to a bridal chamber with a man? " Fishy used the language of the ancients to explain that she was not a hooligan and could not say the vulgar words "let a man get on you".

It wasn't difficult for Yan Yu, who had once been engaged to him, to understand the meaning of a bridal ceremony. However, she was puzzled. She had obviously slept with him in the cave, so why was this thing still here?

"As expected, this is a mole!" Yan Yu concluded to himself.

Little Fishy rolled her eyes. Night Nine was speechless, and 15 was puzzled. Did this girl know anything about concubines?

"Yan Yu, have you really gone to bed with Night Demon?" Xiaoyu was mentally prepared as she accepted Yan Yu's reply.

Usually, when a lady from a noble family was asked about this, she would become bashful. Yan Yu did not feel shy or uncomfortable at all as she replied in a magnanimous manner, "I do."

"Then how is it to get married?" Little Fishy's mouth was quick. She couldn't help but ask a difficult question without being able to stabilize herself.

Night Nine frowned, and Fifteen turned his head to one side, his mind elsewhere.

"Sleep together at night." Yan Yu answered cleanly. Seeing the strange expression on Little Fishy's face, she knew that her answer seemed to be problematic. She asked doubtfully, "What's wrong? Is something wrong?"

"Nope." How could she say something wrong? Xiaoyu was on the verge of tears, and said through gritted teeth, "Your eighth brother isn't a man."

Unexpectedly, he was unmoved by his delicate wife. It would be fine if he could just caress his little hand with her. The night was a strange one.

Xiaoyu also did not know that he was not a charming person, much less that he did not understand the affairs of men and women when he was married to Yanyu. Later, when they told her about it, Fishy laughed so hard she almost saw Marx.