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"Huh?" Honestly speaking, she had not thought about it before, after all, she did not know how big this body was, but looking at its shape, it seemed like it had not grown at all, and in a few years time it would be better to have children. Thus, every time she finished working with Night Nine, she would drink a bowl of saffron.

"I understand my own body. I'm afraid I won't be able to accompany you to old age. Little Yu, I want you to live a good life. Let our child accompany you, okay?" Night Nine held the little fish's arm with both of his hands, slightly raising his head, his eyes full of sincerity, this was the only reason he could imagine why the little fish would not feel lonely.

Little Fishy shook off his hand, one hand covering her chest, looking at him with tears in her eyes, "Night Nine, do you think that a child can take the place of the one he loves?

Night Nine did not expect Little Fishy's reaction to be so huge, so he quickly explained: "Little Fishy, listen to me, I did not expect things to turn out this way, it's all my fault, actually, I want to grow old with you, and sit in the rocking chair and shake it. As long as there's a sliver of life, I won't give up. But I'm so scared, so afraid that one day I won't be able to wake up even if I fell asleep. When I think of this, my heart breaks. "

Although Little Fishy was intelligent, she didn't understand anything about this place. How was she going to live her life alone?

Without him, she was just a woman who had lost her husband. In their country, there had never been a woman who had given birth to a child, and if the husband died, she would either leave the family or remarry. Without the woman standing alone, he was afraid.

"Little Fishy, I beg you, please leave me a bloodline." With a child by his side, things would be different. No matter what, that was the royal bloodline, and the royal grandson's mother was naturally incomparably noble. At any rate, it was the same path.

"Xiaoyu, if you really don't want to give birth to my child, then promise me that when I die, you will find the Third Marquis and beg him to take you in." Night Nine held the little fish in his arms and buried his head in her chest. His voice was muffled and slurred, but he could hear every word clearly.

Xiaoyu's eyes widened, she felt as if a sledgehammer had struck her chest, stifling her to the point of being unable to speak. She reached out to push aside Night Demon, no, she had to ask, what did he mean? Could it be that she was just like a woman with a beautiful character? Wasn't she just staying in the carriage with the Third Marquis for a while? What could she do? Was she that filthy? Although she liked handsome men, beautiful things should be appreciated from the start. How could he convict her just because of this?

She and the Third Marquis were pure and honest. Didn't he not care back then? Why did Little Fishy suddenly want to see his head deform when she had a stroke? Did he push the door?

He could not let Fishy see the sorrow in his eyes.

If time could be repeated, he would rather choose never to touch the little fish, not because he doesn't love her, but because he loves her too much. This country is cruel to a woman whose husband has died, and even if he knows that he will die at any time, he will still say that the little fish is dead, if she has a child, if she has a man, she will have no child, no one wants a child, and if that happens, she will still be thrown into a low place and sold to a brothel, so, after the death of her husband, there will never be a woman who will be filial for her husband, not because they won't, but because this country doesn't want this country.

"Xiaoyu, why is the heavens being so cruel, letting me know you but not giving me time to love you?" He couldn't cry. Fishy had said she liked to see him smile.

"The most romantic thing I can think of is to grow old together with you, and gently sit on the rocking chair and shake it …" His voice was mellow, and when he sang it, it was a different song.

Little Fishy looked up at the sky at a 45 degree angle, not letting her tears fall. Today, when she came out from that medicinal pill Meng Chen gave her, Nine Niu Mei's mood was very strange.

Little Fishy's heart raced. Logically speaking, it had only been half a month and it had already waited for so many years. Could it be that half a month's time would erase a person's will to survive? Just what had happened for Little Nine to be so depressed?

"Little Nine, don't you have anything else to say to me?" The Little Fisherman class, Night Nine's face, looked at him in the eyes, probing him.

"A child like you, healthy and full of life, handsome as me, happy to think of our love." When she lifted up her face, she had already changed her expression into a look of longing.

"I... "I promise you." Xiaoyu looked at his smile and suddenly felt her heart palpitate. The corners of her lips curled up into a smile. She had also promised Xiaoyu that she would be happy.

She had been trying her best to understand this society, how different the customs and habits of this country were from the world she came from. The moment she opened her mouth, she felt that her heart had been hurt, that he was clearly making arrangements for the future, but, pretending to be ignorant, she had never felt this tired before.

Little Fishy calmed down outside. At least, on the surface, it was impossible for Night Nine to tell that she had ever cried before, so she wrung her hair dry and left the clean room.

Nine Nights was leaning there, his underclothes half open, revealing his jade-like chest, skin, and shoulders. One hand was placed behind his head and the other on his chest, and he was staring in the direction of the clean room. When he saw her come out, a bright smile appeared on his face and he extended his hand to her.

The corners of Little Fishy's mouth curled up slightly. A hint of happiness was also present in her eyes as she leisurely walked forward and placed her hand in his.

With a deep look in her eyes, Night Nine pulled her back with a little force, and Little Fishy fell into his embrace, extending her hand to pinch his chin, "Beautiful girl, take this chance to be a pervert."

Little Fishy's voice was different from its usual crisp and clear tone. In fact, it sounded a bit hoarse.

The Nine Night Divine Phoenix's eyes slightly narrowed, looking at her, her voice was also slightly hoarse, "Of course."

This was already the fun of their room. The two of them didn't get tired of it. Usually, when they started, they would be very happy, but today, they felt an inexplicable sense of sadness.

Little Fishy put one hand on his bare chest and drew the outline of his face with the other.

Night Demon wasn't in a hurry. She deftly reached out and undid the buttons on her undergarment, then took off her clothes …