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After Little Fishy finished speaking, she twisted her body and left for the stage.

Nezha was depressed on how to become the most elegant and elegant person here. On the other side, the Emperor ordered his troops to send Little Fishy to her death.

If a woman did not die, then Little Jiu would not marry Princess Golden Bell. However, Prince Rui had already prepared a dragon robe, so he could not drag this on any longer. Even if Little Jiu died, he would still marry Princess Golden Bell.

Eunuch Gao lowered his eyes, feeling all sorts of emotions in his heart. There was no kinship with the royal family.

The emperor turned around and saw Eunuch Gao. He opened his mouth to speak, "Eunuch Gao, do you think this emperor's heart is too ruthless?"

Eunuch Gao was so scared that he broke out in a cold sweat. "Why does Your Majesty say that? You put the greater picture first."

You can't tell the truth even if you're beaten to death.

The Emperor nodded his head in satisfaction. He wanted the land and the land, as well as the reputation of the Emperor. He sighed, "I had no other choice. For the land and for the generations to come, I could only sacrifice Little Jiu."

Eunuch Gao habitually replied, "Your majesty the Emperor is wise."

The Emperor walked back to his throne, read the reports on the table, and waited for news from the killers.

Last time, she wanted to give it to Xiaoyu, but she forgot to take it. She didn't know if she would still want it, but these two days, the things she wanted were extremely strange. Not only did they not get tired of it, they were all excitedly collecting strange things.

However, she didn't even have a soul to speak with. She was depressed and could only look for Xiaoyu, but as the Courtesan Belle, she was very busy. Could she have one night of time?

Little Fishy's performance was always so original, so she was short on time. Naturally, she couldn't perform multiplayer dancing; in fact, she had already started training with the likes of Thousand-hand Guan Yin, Dunhuang murals, and blue and white porcelain, all of which were filled with an ancient charm. But, how could she achieve any results within three to five months?

Today she performed an Indian dance with a spot of bright cinnabar on her forehead, her eyes full of glamour, her hair in a sari, her waist soft, her figure seductive, and her body full of music that brought the atmosphere directly to its climax.

In Little Yu's words, the first day was a trial for business, so the onlookers would have to pay the entrance fee and the bidding fee. Although she could only accompany one person, all the guests that entered the brothel had to spend a lot of money.

There were many opportunities for assassins to take action within the crowd, but the emperor had repeatedly told them to make sure the ninth princess died soundlessly and soundlessly so that no one else would notice.

The auction started. Unlike the previous two times, this time, everyone sent a myriad of things, as if all the treasures in the capital had been moved to the Wind and Rain Tower.

"A pot of Screw Dai." Night Nine wasn't wearing a mask today, so he immediately called Fifteen to push him over.

Seeing the Ninth Prince, even the sound of bidding could no longer be heard. After all, people would never do something so insidious as soliciting another's wife in front of her husband.

Fishy looked at him, remembering the warmth when he drew her eyebrows. Her eyes were moist, this little girl could always poke the softest spot in her heart.

"A mahjong." Seeing that no one else was bidding, Yan Yu nervously reported the gift she had brought.

When Fishy heard this, she pointed at him and said, "Today, this young master is my guest on the scene."

Yan Yu stood not far behind her. Night Nine had thought that she was pointing at her, so he didn't push her. Instead, he just pushed his wheelchair forward.

Xiaoyu shook her head, "I'm talking about the young master who sent off mahjong."

Night Nine suddenly turned around and fiercely looked at Yan Yu. Yan Yu Na smiled and cupped her hands towards him, "Thanks for your comeback."

To hell with it, Night Nine had the urge to curse.

Yan Yu ran past him and went up the stage to hug Xiaoyu's waist. She passed the mahjong to the magpie and put her lips next to Xiaoyu's ear. "Thank you."

She was extremely depressed today. She even thought of where she could go if Xiaoyu didn't choose her. The world was vast, and there was actually no place for her to expel herself.

Yan Yu's voice was choked with sobs. Little Fishy had also heard of her and returned with a big hug to comfort her.

Everyone's eyeballs nearly popped out of their sockets. This ex-Ninth Princess was really bold and unrestrained.

"Let's go, to my place." Xiaoyu left with Yan Yu in her arms.

She clenched her hands into fists on her knees. Little fish, I've come personally, and I've told you my thoughts. How can you treat me like this?

Although Night Nine saw that Fishy was ordering Yan Yu instead of a young master, he was still a bit depressed. With just a glance, he saw a few suspicious figures. His heart skipped a beat, and he signaled Fifteen to follow.

Xiaoyu returned to her room with Yan Yu in her arms. She casually picked up Sari and tossed her to the side. "I'm sweating all over. I'm going to take a shower first. Do as you please."

Fishy pinched Swallow's face and walked around the screen.

Yan Yu was stunned. She touched her face, which had been pinched by Xiaoyu, and smiled bitterly. Xiaoyu actually teased her? This wangfei was really reckless.

"Xiaoyu, are you usually like this with Ninth Prince?" Yan Yu walked in front of the screen and teased her through the screen.

Hearing that, Xiaoyu smiled and said, "That's right, this is fun. Aren't you and Xiaoyu the same?"

Her skin was thick, how could she be made shy by a few teasing words?

Yan Yu's face reddened when she heard this. She was just about to reply when her mouth was suddenly covered. Her body stiffened and her acupuncture points were hit. Her eyes widened, but she could not make a sound.

After Little Fishy finished bathing, she stepped out of the bath barrel, picked up a change of clothes, and stabbed a sword at her chest like a viper.

The killer could determine a person's position based on their footsteps. However, it was not the most important thing to see with their eyes. Xiaoyu was scared stiff and the clothes in her hands fell to the ground. The killer also saw Xiaoyu.

Now that the sword had reached Xiaoyu's chest, he forcefully withdrew it. The emperor had ordered him to kill the ninth wangfei, but if she died naked, then where would the face of the imperial family be?

With this hesitation, the assassin suddenly felt a pain in his chest. He lowered his head in astonishment and looked at the sword in his chest. He slowly fell down. Success or failure would be decided in an instant.

After killing the assassin, he didn't stop for even a second. He turned around and dragged Yan Yu away. Yan Yu was in so much pain that she couldn't even speak as she let him drag her away.

Seeing that there was no one else in the room, Night Nine got up from his wheelchair and turned around to face the screen.

"How can you be like this?" Night Demon picked up the clothes on the ground and put them on Little Fishy. No wonder she retreated so quickly.

When he looked down and saw the assassin on the ground, he felt disgusted and wanted nothing more than to step forward and stomp on him.