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Xiaoyu forced out a smile, "Lil 'Nine, I'm fine. I was just kicked by Lil' Nine."

F * * k, Little Jiu Jiu, what kind of name was that?

Night Demon didn't react at first, but then her eyes widened. Who did she say? Little Jiu Jiu? Night Nine's eyes couldn't help but slowly go down, the back of the wheelchair was blocking her stomach, Night Nine was trying very hard to lean forward, one leg unconsciously curled up on the wheelchair, the other leg supported on the ground, lying on the back.

Xiaoyu saw his eagerness and slowly pulled his hand downwards. She touched the spot where a bag had just bulged.

"Your family's Little Jiu Jiu just kicked this place." Xiaoyu gently said.

Nine Night Demon looked at the little fish, then down at her stomach.

"Good child, you don't mind bullying your mother. It's already been hard enough for your mother to get pregnant in October. If you want to bully others, when you come out, your father will bully you." Night Nine had a look of being bullied.

Little Fishy was just about to tease him, but wasn't he just going to go on a whim? Why wouldn't he go? At first glance he saw his legs kneeling in the wheelchair, and another pain in his stomach.

"Little Yu, little Jiu Jiu Jiu understands what I'm saying. He kicked me."

Little Fishy asked with a bitter face, "Are you in pain?"

Night Nine smiled foolishly and shook his head.

Xiaoyu clenched her teeth. "But I'm in pain."

If this Little Jiu Jiu could really understand what he said, then he wouldn't have to kick her around.

Little Jiu Jiu, be good and don't kick your mother.

Xiaoyu rolled her eyes helplessly, "Little Jiu, you're not going to go out of your way?"

"Wait, wait." Night Demon's hand was on her stomach, refusing to move.

"Hurry up and go. If you hold it in any longer, you won't be able to pee anymore." Although she was a doctor, good habits were always the basis of health.

"Where did you get all that talk from?" Although Night Nine spoke in a reproachful tone, his expression was still one of pleasant surprise.

Little Fishy stared at him, "Who am I? The only disciple of Yao Qingcheng, the foster daughter of Yao Meng Chen, and the master of Lu Buwei. "

"Alright, alright, alright. Your name is like a thunderclap to the ears. Right, what's your surname?" Night Nine was in a good mood as he returned to his wheelchair.

Little Fishy vomited blood. Why did she teach him that much when she had nothing to do?

She didn't say anything, but Night Nine was in a very good mood. "Little Fishy, you don't have to push me. I can do it myself."

The front of the wheelchair was equipped with a handlebar, and as long as Night Nine shook the handlebar, the wheel would move. Although it was a bit tiring, it was still much better than touching the handwheel.

Little Fishy realized that she was already used to it. As long as she was together with Night Nine, she would unconsciously place her hands on the back of the wheelchair.

She pushed it to the latrine and pulled up her sleeves, intending to help Night Nine up.

"Madam, don't move. Let me do it." Next to her, an arm suddenly appeared, supporting Night Nine.

Little Fishy was stunned. When did twelve come out? Looking at her empty arm, she felt a bit uncomfortable for a moment.

When the two of them came out, Xiaoyu looked at Twelfth with a strange expression.

Twelve let her look at him that way, without changing her expression.

Maybe she was being overly concerned? Xiaoyu looked at him suspiciously.

"Madam, you can rest assured that I will absolutely not tell anyone about the fact that Young Master sang to you."

From the wheelchair came the sound of Night Nine coughing.

Little Fishy instantly understood, looking at Night Nine with a fake smile, "You don't need to cough, it's not like I'm embarrassing myself."

Even though she said that, she still couldn't get over it. What Xiao Jiu lacked in her life was her sense of security.

"Madame's song is very beautiful." The twelve fearless ones spoke out.

"When you have someone you like, I'll teach you to sing well." Xiaoyu rolled her eyes.

"I thank Madam for this." Twelve smiled.

The three of them went straight back and did not return to Fifteen's courtyard. There was no need to wait for the funeral to end.

As soon as they entered the room, everyone felt a wave of dizziness. XII inwardly cursed, and held his breath. Little Fishy and Night Nine had already fainted.

With a flick of his hands, the concealed weapon appeared in his hand.

"Don't worry, it's me." A person walked out from behind the bed curtain.

Twelve tongue-tied. "Princess Golden Bell."

She actually poisoned the Ninth Prince?

As the words left his mouth, he couldn't help but slump to the ground.

Princess Golden Bell used a handkerchief to cover her nose and mouth as she looked down at Twelfth Night, "It's just some medicine, it'll be fine very soon, Xiao Cui."

The submissive maidservant Xiao Cui walked out from behind Princess Jin Ling. "Princess."

Xiao Cui passed the rope in her hands to Princess Jin Ling, who, supported by Xiao Cui, tied him up tightly, then stood up and proudly clapped her hands, "Pull him out."

"Princess, he's so heavy, I …"

Before Xiao Cui could finish her sentence, Princess Jin Ling slapped her.

"Princess." Xiao Cui's voice was filled with tears.

"Do you expect me to do it myself?" Princess Golden Bell glared fiercely at Xiao Cui.

Xiao Cui did not know what had happened to the Golden Bell Princess. In the past, she had only shouted at her, but now, she hated her from head to toe, and did not know what had happened, causing her to be beaten up. This caused her to be covered with wounds, and even needles to be pierced into her body.

"I'll go, I'll go." Xiao Cui turned her body to the side to avoid Princess Jin Ling, and while pulling on Twelfth Night's neck, she continued to pull at his chest with all her might.

Even 12 suspected that she was pulling his neck longer than a goose. If it's just you pulling, then it's fine. Put his head in the middle of her full body?

Princess Golden Bell looked at the window and the door before letting out the smell of the room. She then looked at Fishy, who had fallen beside the wheelchair, and proceeded to push Night Nine to the bedside. She did not hesitate to remove his clothes.

She had already made up her mind. Regardless of whether Ninth Brother recognized her or not, she was still one of his people. Otherwise, even though she knew that there was someone else with her, she was still stubborn enough to believe that that person was Night Nine.

Princess Golden Bell was taken aback when she took off his underpants. His underpants had a very strange layer to them, it was as though his underpants had been cut off along his thigh.

A long sigh came from outside. Princess Golden Bell was completely focused on taking off Night Nine's clothes. When she heard this, she was frightened out of her wits. Her hair stood on end as she asked, "Who?"