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"Let's go." Princess Golden Bell's face was covered in tears. It was definitely her ninth brother, how could it not be him? Then what was she exactly?

Xiaoyu glanced worriedly at Princess Golden Bell before heading out to instruct her subordinates to keep an eye on the scene. She then left.

How could this be? Princess Jin Ling held onto her quilt to prevent herself from crying. Her tears dripped down like beads with a broken string. "Mother … Mother."

Princess Golden Bell continued to shout, one voice after another, urging people to break their intestines.

Little fishes were infatuated with her. In fact, compared to the mandarin ducks, she liked the loyal swans more, but the swans who had lost their spouse were sad all by themselves. Although the mandarin ducks would quickly find a new partner after their spouse died, when their spouse was still alive, they would always love each other.

"Princess, what are you standing here for? Your highness is waiting for you to return. " Six catties of rain could see that it seemed to be the princess, so she quickly ran forward and held up the umbrella for her.

"Prince, he …" Fishy sighed. When would she be able to enjoy the rain with Little Nine?

"Six catty. Your words are pleasing. If you have nothing to do, please accompany Princess Golden Bell. Untie and release her." As for why they wanted to comfort her, not only did Xiaoyu not ask, she didn't even ask six pounds. Actually, everyone knew in their hearts that Princess Golden Bell had already lost her virginity.

Six pounds of disapproval in his heart, but he still agreed. Originally, he was very dissatisfied with Xiaoyu, but it slowly faded away. As long as it was something that the prince liked, he would rather like it too.

Although she looked very respectful on the surface, but she was not a RMB. It was impossible for everyone to like her, not to mention that even if six pounds did not like her, it would not matter, as long as he was loyal to Little Jiu.

"In the end, she was still your master. You did not do it for her, you did it for your prince." Little Fishy spoke carelessly.

When she heard that, she thought for a moment. Although no one could stand Princess Golden Bell's temper, she liked the prince. She could never forget how nice the prince was to her. Alright, on account of the prince, he had nothing to do, so he went to coax her.

"Princess, leave these trivial matters to me. Princess, as long as you focus on healing the prince, I am willing to do anything."

Even if Princess Hua-Yang's entire body was filled with flaws, as long as she could cure the Prince's illness, he would gladly offer her up every day.

Xiaoyu heard his words and turned around to look at him, "Six pounds, how long have you been following the prince?"

"Six kilograms?" Ten years. "

"Ten years, that's after the prince got sick, you've been following him ever since." Little Fishy calculated?

"That's right. At that time, because of the prince's illness, the emperor executed everyone around the Ninth Prince. This servant was sent to the prince at that time." Six kilograms of whisper.

The Ninth Prince was a good person. He was clearly in great pain, but he refused to cry out. He was afraid that the Emperor would blame them.

"Then, you should know about the emperor as well. Do you think the emperor wishes the Ninth Prince to recover from his illness?" Little Fishy looked left and right, but didn't find anyone else. She asked him in a low voice.

"Your Majesty, of course …" He was hoping that the Ninth Prince would be well and be eaten.

Does the emperor wish for the Ninth Prince to recover? Perhaps he did not want to be cured, or else he would issue a decree. Perhaps the Ninth Prince's illness would not get worse and worse, and there would be no cure.

His eyes dimmed.

Xiaoyu had been paying attention to his expression the entire time. Seeing him act this way, her eyes also darkened.

A handicapped trash may live for a long time, but because the person who can sit on the throne must be healthy, no one wishes for Xiao Jiu to be good, not to mention his brothers and sisters. Even the emperor hopes that his son will inherit the throne in the prime of his life and is afraid that they will kill the king and take his father's place, Kangxi knows that.

Kang Xi's biggest mistake was that he died too late. If he died earlier, then so many of his sons wouldn't have ended up in such a miserable state.

"Esteemed wangfei, is there any way to treat your illness without …"

"Nope." Little Fishy cut him off.

Six Jin sighed. It was very difficult to achieve perfection in this world.

In the past few years, the servants of the Ninth Prince's Mansion have been quite meticulous. The Ninth Prince does not have a bedsore, but after leaving the Imperial Family, or without the protection of the Emperor, Little Jiu will not be a prince. If he falls, the phoenix will not even be a chicken.

Do you think that this is impossible? Since ancient times, the Heartless Emperor's family has been born into the Emperor's family, and anything could happen. You have followed the Ninth Prince for ten years.

"His life is better than death. Now, he finally has hope of getting rid of the illness that has tortured him for ten years. Why did he refuse?"

"Once his poison is detoxified, he doesn't have to sit around and wait for others to save him. He can just avoid it himself."

"Tenth Prince, the reason why we were in the dark and we were passively beaten up was because our weakness was in their hands."

"Little Yu …" A gentle voice sounded.

Little Fishy stopped and turned her head. She was so excited that the sound of the rain covered the sound of the wheels, so much so that she did not notice that the Night Nine had arrived.

Xiaoyu hurried over to Night Nine's side, "Little Jiu, it's raining so heavily, what are you doing out here?"

Night Nine puts her hand over it and gently pulls it in. Little Fishy's bamboo umbrella slant downward, and a stream of water glides down his neck like a broken pearl.

Little Fishy reprimanded, "Let go now."

Her hand struggled.

"Little Yu, I can do it. Trust me." In the past, his life was worse than death, and living was just a dead man gasping for breath. All he wanted was to die a little earlier, and with a little fish, his life would be more fun now.

"Tomorrow's treatment will be even more painful than it is now. Can you bear it?" Little Fishy looked worriedly at Night Nine.

Actually, it wasn't that they were worried, but it was because their hearts ached. However, their teacher had said that they had to speed up, otherwise, it was very likely that their family of three would not be able to survive.

The piece of meat in her stomach could no longer be tossed around.

Night Nine looked at her firmly, "All these years, what pain have I not suffered before? These are no longer anything."

Xiaoyu felt the corners of her eyes go sour. Xiaoyu was so strong, so strong that others couldn't help but feel proud of him.

The rain stopped as soon as it said it would, and as if understanding their moods, it slowly drifted away, leaving only a moist patch of air.