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Why couldn't he explain it to her? It was fine if others didn't understand him, but how could she not understand?

He didn't care what anyone else said, but he would never allow anyone to hurt her even a little. For her sake, he would rather be enemies with all of them, but she actually got along well with someone he considered his enemy. Do you think his heart would feel any better?

Night Nine pursed his lips, feeling wronged that she was behaving in such a mistreated manner in front of an outsider. What was so good about him that he didn't even bring anything good to her?

"Who told you to open my car?" The Third Marquis leisurely got off the carriage. He was about to say something to the Third Marquis, but when he turned around and saw what the carriage was like, his expression changed and he rushed out to hug the carriage, complaining in grief and indignation.

The Third Marquis swallowed back his words that he was about to say. He stole a glance at the other workers and waved them over to give them a good beating.

After the beating, he was in a great mood. Then, he clapped his hands and threatened, "Hurry up and recover this car for me. Otherwise, I'll make sure you guys will have a good time."

The craftsmen all had a bitter face. The Ninth Prince was threatening them with the lives of their entire family. Their lives were worthless, but they couldn't just ignore the lives of their family, could they? They understood the Third Marquis' temperament the best. They knew that he would definitely feel sorry for this carriage. They looked at each other and quickly got to work.

Ye Yumei glanced at the two of them, and her eyes flashed. She smiled and walked up to them, "Ninth Brother, Ninth Sister-in-law and I are really just eating. We didn't do anything else."

Of course, he trusted Little Fishy. Although Little Fishy's personality was lively and cheerful, and seemed to be frivolous and carefree, he knew that from the bottom of her heart, she was a self-disciplined girl, and he just didn't feel at ease with this Third Imperial Brother. Since he was young, these brothers of his had always disliked him, and he wanted nothing more than to snatch her away.

It was just that he couldn't explain it clearly in front of these people.

Besides, he didn't think he'd done anything wrong.

Nine Night Demon awkwardly turned her wheelchair and walked away. He and Fishy didn't need anyone to persuade them.

What kind of attitude was this? Third Marquis rubbed his nose and stuttered, "Ninth Sister-in-law, this …"

Xiaoyu opened her mouth to stop him, "Third Marquis, isn't this the result you wanted to see?"

The Third Marquis' heart was broken, and his face was ugly.

That's right, this was what he was thinking. The emperor had summoned him alone and secretly leaked the news to him that Ninth Brother and Little Fishy were leaving the capital. If that was the case, wouldn't he be unable to see Little Fishy for years and months?

He felt that there was no cure for Ol 'Nine. The best doctors in the world were all in the capital. Rather than leaving the capital, it was better to stay in the capital.

Xiaoyu pursed her lips and said, "Third Marquis, take care."

After saying that, Xiaoyu left without even looking back.

The Third Marquis' face turned pale. He had been ordered to send the guest away.

The few of them fixed the carriage and walked hesitantly to the Third Marquis' side.

"Your Highness, the carriage is ready." The crowd pushed one person forward.

The Third Marquis looked over coldly, scaring the man so much that his neck shrunk.

The Third Marquis gave a long sigh and calmed his expression. "In that case, let's go."

Who would have thought that even he, Ye Yumei, would have a day when his skills were about to break?

"This car …" What should he do?

The Third Marquis looked at the crowd and said, "You guys opened the door so quickly. If the other party knows how to use mechanisms, then what is the use of this carriage?"

Everyone was embarrassed when they heard this. They had participated in the design of the horse carriage, so it was easy to dismantle it. However, the Third Marquis was clearly not in a good mood today, so it was better not to talk back.

The crowd dejectedly pulled their carriages away.

When Xiaoyu returned to the prince's sleeping quarters, the ninth prince was left alone.

Seeing that she had returned, he revealed a fawning smile on his face, "Xiaoyu."

"Ninth Prince." Little Fish performed a blissful act on Night Nine.

When Night Nine saw Xiaoyu's furious expression, he knew that he had gone too far today, but …

Night Nine had an injured look on his face, "Little Yu, Ye Yumei did not have a good heart, he did that on purpose."

At this time, Night Demon knew that he couldn't just admit his wrongs.

"You also know that he's worried and has a good heart?" Fishy glared at him.

"Xiaoyu, there are a lot of people who would be unwilling if we leave the capital, because in the capital, I am a dead man who breathes heavily, but once I leave the capital, who knows if I will really be alive and kicking. No matter what the reason is, someone will intercept me, and even if you don't want to stay in the capital, you won't be in the mood to leave now, so if something happens when we want to leave, or if I'm already dead …" Little Fishy covered his mouth with her hand and spat on the ground.

"You're not allowed to talk about death and live." Hearing his explanation, Xiaoyu was at a loss.

Night Nine looked at her gently, "Okay, don't say it."

Then, his eyes dimmed, "The Three Sovereigns were so focused on studying tricks that they rarely got distracted. I didn't expect that the first one to stop them would be him."

Hearing this, Xiaoyu sneered, "That's because I'm useful to him."

Night Demon looked up at her, waiting for her to continue.

Little Yu pointed at the wheelchair Night Nine's body, "Little Nine, you know, this modification looks very simple, but a small change, when used in the military, can make a country stronger."

Hearing this, Night Nine had a sudden realization. The two of them looked at each other, not so much because the Third Marquis stopped them, but rather because the Emperor was afraid that a doctor would cure Night Nine.

"Xiaoyu, do you really have the ability to make a country stronger?" The more outstanding Little Fishy was, the more impossible it was for her to belong to him.

"I don't have it. I'm not a mechanic, and I've never learned how to build aircraft cannons. Not all transcenders are omnipotent." If she knew so much, she would first turn his wheelchair into a top one.

"That's good, that's good. I also don't want you to be too outstanding and appear to be lacking in any aspect." Night Nine sighed.

Hearing this, Xiaoyu was both angry and amused. She poked his forehead with her finger and said, "Do you really want me to be a piece of trash?"

"Trash with trash, definitely." Night Nine's eyes glittered.

Hearing this, Xiaoyu did not get angry. Instead, she slid down his knees and rested her head on his knees. "Little Jiu, when the poison in your body is gone, I will be a rice bug and become the greatest trash in the world."

However, would he still have such hopes at that time? Xiaoyu didn't ask, but things changed in an instant. Who could say what would happen in the future?

Rice bug? A new metaphor, I hope he'll wait until that day.