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Princess Golden Bell was about to blurt out a question to them. Were there no feelings of pity in their hearts? Without pity? How could Nine save Xiaoyu? If he didn't have pity on her, why would Little Fishy treat him so considerately? Looking at his wheelchair, Jin Ling couldn't help but feel jealous. If she didn't have any pity, why would she give him a wheelchair that wasn't hurting anymore?

She had never given up on Nine Nights. After loving her for so many years, how could she just let it go like that? The reason why she told Xiaoyu all of this was because she only wanted Xiaoyu to accept her, even if it meant marrying her for the rest of her life, she would be satisfied with what she had done.

After saying that, Night Nine loosened his grip on the railing, turned around and glared at Fishy, "Didn't you say it was cold outside? Why aren't you returning to your room? "

Fishy rolled her eyes. It was clear that he was the one holding onto the railing and not letting go. She didn't want him to be hurt, so she didn't move. However, her heart was still moved.

What Ninefire said wasn't so much to Princess Golden Bell as to let her hear it. Although she used to force her to say that she treated Princess Golden Bell like a little sister, it wasn't as good as what he was willing to say.

Xiaoyu pushed Ninefire back to her room. As she turned the corner, she glanced at Princess Golden Bell from the corner of her eyes and sighed to herself.

If he wasn't handicapped, if she wasn't a transcender, even if they met again, they might not be able to get to know each other. The two of them loved because of sex, but no matter what, the end result was love.

"Why did you get up?" Night Nine holds the little fish's hand.

"I can't sleep, so I got up to take a walk." Little Fishy said vaguely.

She probably couldn't sleep for his sake.

Why, why would she not love her even a little? She had never despised him for being handicapped, nor was she afraid of being widowed for him, why would he not even give her hope?

Princess Jinling cried as she fell asleep. Mo Yan appeared by her side and silently and carefully carried her back to her bed in the inn.

He had grown up with Princess Golden Bell. It could be said that no one understood Princess Golden Bell's personality better than him. She would never turn her head until she crashed into the southern wall, but Princess Golden Bell would never turn back.

"Jin Ling, why do you have to suffer so much?" Mo Yan reached out his hand hesitantly and wiped away the tears that were hanging on her eyelashes.

Jin Ling's eyelashes trembled. Mo Yan quickly stood up and put his hands behind his back.

"Ninth brother." Princess Golden Bell muttered.

Mo Yan suddenly turned around and left. Nine brother, nine brother, the one he hated the most was Ye Jiumei, why wasn't he dead yet? If he died, Jin Ling might be sad, but once that sadness passed, it wouldn't be this painful anymore.

Mo Yan stood outside Princess Golden Bell's room and turned his head to glance at her. Although she was still sleeping, her brows were still slightly knitted. Ever since Night Nine had married that woman Xiaoyu, Jin Ling had never smiled.

Mo Yan made up his mind. This was the first time he was going against Princess Golden Bell.

People with status like theirs would always be the center of attention wherever they went. However, looking at their momentum, no one dared to have any presumptuous thoughts about them.

Last night, the ruckus was too late, and this morning, she woke up a little later. When she went to eat in the main hall, the inn's main hall was already full. Only Princess Golden Bell had an empty seat by her side.

Night Nine glanced at Little Fishy, "Let's go eat outside."

Naturally, Little Fishy would not have any objections.

"Ninth Gongzi, our Miss is asking you to come." Mo Yan stood in front of them.

Xiaoyu looked at Princess Golden Bell. Princess Golden Bell looked at her and subconsciously turned her body to the side. Xiaoyu could see that her eyelids were slightly swollen.

When Fishy saw this, she bit her lips. She knew that she shouldn't have shown so much compassion, but facing such a stubborn girl, only a stone-hearted person would be willing to do something like that.

Xiaoyu was even somewhat furious at Princess Golden Bell. If she had always been so unruly and willful, she wouldn't have been so conflicted when she rejected him.

"Let's go." Night Joy tugged at the corner of the little fish's clothes.

Little Fishy innocently blinked her eyes. There was a gatekeeper in front of her, how could she leave?

Suddenly, a voice sounded outside the door. It was a familiar voice, "Lord Ye, Lord Ye."

It was the voice of the old servant of Yao Meng Chen.

Night was the country's surname. When they came out this time, even though they received the emperor's imperial edict, they still had to do some necessary concealing. Thus, they could only say their surname was Ye.

Six catties quickly walked out, "What's the matter?"

The old servant was tied up by a few bailiffs. When he saw the size of six catties, his eyes blazed with hope, "Young Master Liu, I beg of you, please save my old master."

At this time, Night Nine and the others had already come out. Looking at the tied up old servant, their faces turned cold, "What's going on?"

The old servant spoke between tears, "Lord Ye, my lord has offended Shangguan Fei. Before my lord fell ill, he was treating the son of the prefect. This morning, these officials rushed in and tied him up without waiting for an explanation, saying that the prefect was killed by my lord."

When he heard this, he looked at the old servant coldly. His young master was already on the brink of death, how could he have the time to meddle in this matter?

When the bailiffs saw that the old servant was begging, they also wanted to know how big of a figure the old servant had mentioned. Seeing that the old servant was sure, they thought that it would be good to swindle two money out of him.

However, looking at the noble person that the old servant spoke of as a woman and a cripple, how could such a person not be from a royal family?

"What is your relationship with Yao Meng Chen?" The bailiff looked up and down at Night Nine. His clothes weren't bad, perhaps he could get something out of it.

"There must be an accomplice in the murder of the Prefect's son. Come, take these people away." One of them waved his hand.

"Don't." Six kilograms quickly tried to smooth things over.

"Brother, please give me some face. Our young master's legs are inconvenient, how could he be the murderer of your Prefect's son?" Powerful dragons did not oppress a snake, and they did not leave the capital to be the censor. Six pounds of gold was naturally given to the little leader for a silver ingot.

The leader lowered his eyes and glanced at them, feeling satisfied. He covered up the money and turned around to berate the crowd, "This tricky servant is messing around, why aren't you pulling him back yet?"

Despair flashed in the old servant's eyes. Even they weren't willing to help the old master, so the old master was unable to escape this calamity.

"The heavens are blind." The old servant raised his head and wailed in grief and indignation. His master was such a good person, how could he have encountered such a situation? He had just escaped from death and was now in prison again.

"Hold on, what disease is the Prefect's young master suffering from? "How did he die?" Nightmare suddenly spoke.

"Young master." Six jin saved him, and they also gave him a thousand year old mountain ginseng. He only wrote down an address, so he didn't know whether it would work or not. In general, they did not owe anyone anything.

"Young master, why didn't anyone answer your question?" Xiaoyu felt that she was putting on a show of strength.