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If this was not a coincidence, then Little Fishy should be a hidden medical expert. Thinking of what she said the other day when she pushed her little brother over to bandage his wound, Night African was filled with anticipation. If she could cure Ninth Brother, then Eighth Brother would naturally be able to.

Night Nine was just waiting blankly on the bed. She didn't even wear any clothes. When Little Fishy went out, she looked exactly the same.

When Fishy saw this, she was both angry and amused. She ordered someone to bring water in and washed Night Nine's face personally. She couldn't help but tease, "If I don't come back after three to five days, will you really stop washing your face and brushing your hair?"

Night Nine had a smile on his face, but no words came out. How was this possible? He was sure that Fishy would be back soon.

Little Fishy mysteriously closed the door, "Little Nine, Emperor Jiu, Prince Jiu, are you going to unconditionally trust me in everything I do and let me do whatever I want?"

Just treat it as playing and don't hold out any hope.

Night Nine looks at the little fish suspiciously.

"Ah, you agree or not?" Little Fishy said coquettishly.

"What are you trying to do?" The more she didn't say anything, the more difficult it was for him to agree.

"Maybe it's to eat your flesh and blood." Little Fishy pretended to be fierce. She even stuck out her tongue and licked her lips. When Night Nine Demons saw this, her throat couldn't help but roll up and down a bit. This was the allure of a red fruit.

"Alright, I agree." Night Nine had the feeling of leaving with a brave man and never coming back. Sigh, who told him to be unable to bear the temptation? Actually, he was quite looking forward to it. He didn't know what that weird Little Fishy was going to do.

"Alright, let's clap our hands and swear it." Little Fishy earnestly stretched out her hand.

No matter what Little Fishy did, he believed that she definitely had no ill intentions.

With three palm strikes, Little Fishy impatiently lifted the blanket covering Night Nine's body.

"Little Fishy, what are you trying to do?" Nine of the Nights watched in horror as the little fish pulled a silver needle from her waist.

"Little Jiu, be good and listen to me. This young mistress is very happy when you have to serve her. This young mistress will feed you well tonight." Fishy stretched out her hand, playfully pinching Night Nine's chin, while her other hand swiftly extended towards the acupuncture points on Night Nine's legs.

To be honest, he was seduced by these words, so he didn't want to fight back. In any case, these legs were useless and it didn't hurt to prick her, so she could just play with him as she liked. But, Night Nine looked at her skillfully using the needles with surprise, she seemed to be very familiar with this method.

Night Nine suddenly snorted lightly, and Little Fishy hurriedly raised her head, "Little Nine, do you feel any pain? Numb? "Pain?"

Nine Night Demon blankly shook her head, disappointment flashed across Little Fishy's eyes. She was not afraid of him feeling anything, only afraid that he would not feel anything.

Fishy lowered her head and silently revolved the silver needles.

"Little Yu, it looks like we've been bitten by an ant." Night Nine points to the place where the little fish has just turned the silver needle.

Hearing this, Little Fishy couldn't help but hug Night Nine's head and give it a kiss.

"Little Nine, that's great." She was truly happy. As long as she felt something, she could treat it. Even if she couldn't, it was better to have hope than no hope.

When Night Nine saw how happy she was, he was also very happy. He even thought that if Little Fishy touched a silver needle, he would let out a cry of pain.

Xiaoyu saw through his thoughts, gave him a big kiss, then looked at him seriously, "Little Jiu, I want you to tell me your true feelings, even if you can't resist wanting to end it, you have to express it clearly, because what I have done may be useless, it may be useful, but I must get your cooperation. You have to tell an untrue lie, it will only make me sad over a long period of time, do you understand?"

How could she tell that she was trying to lie? Could it really be because he cared so much that his every move could not escape the eyes of his beloved?

"I promise you, as long as you are happy, I can do whatever you want." It was not that no one had ever given him a needle, but it was a pity that it had never been effective. Since Little Fishy wanted to try, he would let her try. Since it wasn't painful or itchy, it was no different from stabbing a log, as long as Little Fishy was happy, she could do whatever she wanted.

He naturally hoped that it would be the latter, but he didn't dare to ask. He was afraid that the answer would be different from what he thought it would be, because now that he had someone he treasured so much, the more he was afraid of losing it, he was afraid that the answer wouldn't be what he thought it would be.

Feeling the silence of the night, Fishy raised her head and smiled sweetly at him.

Night Nine looked at her impeccable smile, and the knot in her heart suddenly opened.

If it could really be cured, even if it couldn't be cured, as long as Little Fishy was happy. Actually, he didn't even expect it to be cured, it would have been good enough already, so why wait until now?

The following days were very peaceful and warm, Little Fishy would wake up early every day and push the Night Nine to the garden. After she came back, she would eat breakfast and shut herself in her room, not allowing anyone to disturb her, moreover, people were not allowed to speak carelessly. Some people wanted to peep, but were thrown out of the door by the Cold Guards, and were no longer allowed to enter the inner court, thus, even though the people from the Ninth Prince's Mansion were curious, they didn't dare to speculate too much, it was just that the little girls thought that the Ninth Princess was born to be cooped up with the Ninth Prince in his house during the day.

The little girls did not dare to say anything in their mouths, but that did not mean that they had simply stopped worrying. Today, when they saw Little Fishy hurriedly coming out of the room, hitching a carriage and leaving, they could not resist the temptation of going from servants to masters and secretly ran out to dress up. As for Mingyue's previous mistakes, in their eyes, Mingyue clearly did not know her own capabilities, and she was usually too beautiful for them.

These girls never thought that they would have an advantage over Mingyue. They all felt that they were special, extraordinary, and that it was normal for their lord to not like Mingyue because Mingyue was not even comparable to him.

The guards looked at the girls who were probably falling behind and charging forward. A thought flashed across their minds — — it was the Eastwood Lion.

It was really unknown what they were thinking. The guards yawned, this kind of thing could actually happen. However, as long as they had not reached their defense line, they were willing to watch the female wolves fight over the meat.

The maidservants were pushing and shoving each other. They were all squeezed by the door, so no one could enter. Wasn't it quite interesting?