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A gust of wind blew over, making the fish seem more graceful, as if it would fly away with the wind at any time. The Tenth Prince had invited the Sixth Prince to come watch the show, but he didn't expect to see such a scene.

Night Nine sat under the flower tree playing the zither, the small fish dancing around her, the falling cherry blossoms flying, the fragrance of flowers overflowing, making the two of them look more like people in a painting.

The two of them looked at the scene in front of them quietly. They actually forgot that the two of them were here to make fun of them.

A trace of haze drifted past the originally clear sky. Raindrops fell from the sky as Fishy stretched out her hand to catch the rain. "The sun in the east is in the west, but there is a clear sky."

Xiaoyu turned around with a smile, only to see the Sixth Prince and the Tenth Prince standing there. Her smile froze for an imperceptible moment before returning to normal.

"Little Nine, let's go avoid the rain." It was raining in the spring, so it was hard to tell how long it would take for it to fall. Fishy pushed Night Nine's wheelchair and turned a blind eye to the two princes.

"Ninth wangfei, is the < Jade Women's Heart Sutra > beautiful?" When Ye Langmei saw Little Fishy's energy, he felt his anger rise. She was supposed to be his, but now she ignored him. Suddenly, Ye Langmei reached out and grabbed Little Fishy's arm.

The little fish followed the direction of Ye Langmei's hand and looked up. Her eyes were pure. Ye Langmei suddenly felt that she was very dirty and had nowhere to hide under the sunlight. He could not help but let go.

Little Fishy coldly looked at Ye Langmei, pushing her away.

"What are you pretending to be so holy? Everyone in the capital knows that you're a wanton princess." No matter how much she pretended to, she was still a prostitute that had stayed in a brothel. Not to mention staying in the brothel for long, even if she walked around inside, she would never be able to erase the identity of a prostitute.

Night Nine's eyes suddenly became sharp, and 15 appeared by his side.

"Send the Tenth Prince out. If he says one more word, kill him." Night Nine's voice was as cold as ice, as if it came from the Arctic Mountain.

Ye Langmei's eyes were wide open as she looked at Night Nine with disbelief. Was this still the ninth prince who was being bullied by others? He had the guts to order people to attack her.

"This King will..." Before he could say anything, a sword pierced through his throat like a venomous snake that had left its lair.

After all, Ye Langmei had trained in martial arts. He used a lazy roll to barely dodge fifteen sword strikes.

"Ol'ninth, you're crazy." The Sixth Prince was infuriated, but when he saw the ice-cold look in Night Nine's eyes, he knew that he was still conscious.

Even if you hate him, you should send someone to assassinate him. But Ye Jiumei did not care about this, he just wanted to use his small shoulder to help Little Yu make a clear sky, and the Sixth Prince suddenly saw through everything, and the Sixth Prince was different from him, he saw through everything that he had ever seen, and the Sixth Prince, even though the Sixth Prince was very happy with the discovery of the woman in front of him, and although the Sixth Prince was very happy with the fact that the Ninth Prince was a cripple, but in his heart, he had always been deeply fond of the Sixth Prince.

The Sixth Prince hurried over to catch up with him. No matter what, he was the one who got together with the Eleventh Brother today, so he couldn't let anything happen to the Tenth.

The attack of 15 seemed sharp, but it was actually only 30%. If it wasn't for Ye Langmei, a prince that lived like a prince, how would she have been able to dodge it?

The Sixth Prince chased after them. When he saw that they were closing in on him, he quickly took out his sword from his waist and stretched his hand out to block them from each other. "Enough."

The Sixth Prince scolded the fifteenth prince, wondering if there was still any dignity left.

The Tenth Prince staggered two steps back, and just as he was about to leave the Ninth Prince's mansion, he withdrew his sword, cupped his hands towards the Tenth Prince, and turned around to leave.

"You …" When he took two steps forward, he wanted to argue with the Tenth Prince. Just as one foot was about to step into the gates of the palace, the Tenth Prince, as if he had eyes on the back of his head, reached out his hand to pull out his sword. He did not even turn his head back as he pointed at the Tenth Prince from afar.

The Tenth Prince, Ye Langmei, hurriedly withdrew her foot and left in a hurry.

The Tenth Prince Ye Langmei couldn't see him anymore, so he pointed angrily at the Ninth Prince's estate and turned around to look at the Sixth Prince.

"Sixth brother, I want to impeach him. If it wasn't for my skills, he would already be dead." This Ninth Brother was too ruthless.

"Forget it. You don't think that Ninth Brother's guard is so useless, do you?" The Sixth Prince looked at the Tenth Prince. Other than feeling a bit embarrassed and unharmed, who would believe him? This Tenth Brother couldn't really think that his martial arts was powerful, right?

"Am I supposed to just let this go?" The more he thought about it, the angrier he got. He didn't even think about it. If he wanted to give someone a green hat, wouldn't others bully him? It really was like how the officials of Xuzhou did not want to light a lamp.

"Tenth, aren't you the woman who wants Ninth Brother? Is there a need to waste so much effort? " The Sixth Prince laughed.

The Tenth Prince looked at Old Sixth warily. What did he know?

The Sixth Prince gave an enigmatic smile and said, "Let's go, as your big brother, I'll treat you to a drink at the Drunken Immortal Tavern to calm you down."

The Sixth Prince patted the Tenth Prince's shoulder. The Tenth Prince's clothes suddenly turned into dust, and the Tenth Prince's bare upper body looked at him in surprise.

The Sixth Prince stood there awkwardly, his hand forgetting to put it down.

A person walked out from the Ninth Prince's estate, respectfully dragging the tray in his hand. "If the Tenth Prince doesn't mind, his clothes won't even reach his upper body …"

The Tenth Prince's face turned ashen. "Scram."

What did they take him for? If she let him wear the clothes of a servant, would he still be able to stay with her? Isn't it just his bare arms? The Tenth Prince Ye Langmei deliberately stretched his arms before pretending nothing had happened. Putting down the sedan curtain, his expression turned hideous and terrifying. A servant actually dared to humiliate him. He must have the entire Ninth Prince's Mansion accompany him in death, in addition … That woman, he wanted to make that woman beg and flatter beneath him.

"Grandpa Fifteen, I'll follow your instructions." After seeing the Tenth Prince and the Sixth Prince's palanquin leave, the servant returned with his clothes.

Fifteen removed the clothes from his clothes. The clothes underneath were clearly of the Ninth Prince. Fifteen's eyes flashed. "I'll give this to you."

It wasn't that they didn't know the Tenth Prince's dirty thoughts, but they just hadn't thought that after so long since Xiaoyu became the imperial concubine, he still wouldn't give up.

Fifteen turned around and talked to the Ninth Prince. After so many years of tacit understanding, he could never make a mistake. In his eyes, there was only one master, and that was the Ninth Prince.