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"What did the Ninth Prince say?" Doctor Lu didn't even raise his head. Although he was with the ninth prince and the others, he was still from the imperial city. He had to be careful with what had happened.

"Do your best." Fifteen was always careful of words.

Imperial Physician Lu breathed a sigh of relief. Although he was an imperial physician and his conscience was going to be eaten by dogs, he still wished that he was a doctor's parent. It was a contradiction, but it was also a fact.

Princess Jinling was reckless and did not understand the malice in the heart of men. She did not dare to compliment herself on her way to the world, nor did she allow others to like her. However, she had a good father.

No matter where he was, it was necessary to try to be a father. Golden Bell County had no one good to be a father, and Imperial Physician Lu might not have any 'parental intentions'.

After hearing the report for 15 years, Night Nine never opened his mouth to speak. He never felt that he was a good person, nor would he do anything evil. He said with an unwilling expression, "You forced me."

There was nothing to shirk responsibility for. After a long while, he opened his mouth and asked, "How is the wangfei?"

"Not bad." Fifteen did not answer immediately.

Night Nine glanced at him, then at the corner of his eyes. As long as he was alive, he should be better off.

Little fish, in this world, you are the only one, I would rather carry the whole world on my back than let you suffer a little harm, you would suffer a little grievance, but it would be infinitely expanded, deeply embedded in my heart; I have lost interest, you are the one who makes me feel that there is a meaning to living, I will use my life and my reputation, I will protect you with everything, it is not your fault that there is a powerful father, it is my fault that there is a powerful father.

What was he thinking?

It had to be said that he was deeply influenced by Xiaoyu. Xiaoyu understood the ruthlessness of the imperial power struggle. It was not something that one could stay out of when just because they wanted to stay out of trouble.

The fire outside the city gates had engulfed the fish in the pond. If the fire outside the city gates had engulfed the fish in the pond, then the fire outside the city had engulfed the fish in the lake. Even Li Shimin, who was known as Mingjun, had killed his brothers to force the palace. However, the victor was the king and the loser was the thief. Because he had succeeded, he could rape history, and speak of himself as wronged, as righteous and righteous. The more he told lies, the more naturally he would speak the truth.

"Don't let the wangfei know." Nine Nights ordered.

15 There was no answer, and how could the Princess know that the Princess was not out of danger yet, and that Nineamei did not expect the taciturn Fifteenth to answer? He whispered, "Little Fishy says that she is not a saint, but her heart is still very good. If she knew, she would definitely have a shadow in her heart."

"Understood." Fifteen answered.

At first, Night Nine was just talking to himself, and he didn't expect anyone to answer. But when he heard the answer, he couldn't help but take a glance at her.

When he saw Ye Jiumei's gaze, he realized that he had been influenced by Xiao Hong unknowingly. Xiao Hong was quite tenacious, she had to get his answer for whatever she said. Although he rarely said anything now, he had already answered every question.

"I'll be troubling your wife with the wangfei." Night Nine couldn't wait to fly back to Fishy's side, but she had no choice but to stay behind.

If he had known that today would come, he would have raised some of his most trusted aides. But now, when he was using his servants, there was no one he could use to his advantage.

"Yes." Fifteen agreed as a matter of course, without considering whether Xiao Hong would agree or not. The reason for this was because he knew that Xiao Hong would not reject him.

How deep was the courtyard?

The originally somewhat mysterious courtyard had turned into a barren land overnight. Naturally, the commoners would not pay any attention to it.

Out of the ten or so brothers, he did not know why, but he was most afraid of this crippled Ninth Brother, even if it was the crown prince, he did not care. He felt that the crown prince was truly hot, and if he sat there, he would only attract people's attention, but he would not be able to obtain any actual benefits from it.

Ye Langmei began to prepare to return to the capital. As long as news of Ol 'Nine's death was spread out, he would have nothing to worry about.

Little Fishy was still in a deep slumber, as if she was a sleeping beauty.

Yao Meng Chen flipped through the medical books. After seeing that she was sick, he and her would discuss some matters with him. The feelings between the two brothers and sisters that had been frozen were unexpectedly gone without a trace. It was as if they had always been so harmonious.

One of them specialized in gentle methods of saving others while the other specialized in violent methods of using poison against poison. Although the master was a master, he had his own skills and techniques and now the two of them were communicating with each other. In order to save Xiaoyu, the two of them had used all their skills and were not willing to hide anything.

He always thought that Yao Qingcheng was selfish and stubborn, but who would have thought that on this day, she would actually sacrifice herself to save someone. This kind of action, where he was unable to sacrifice himself for the sake of others, what qualifications did he have to criticize her for?

A doctor's heart was not a slogan, but how many of them could truly sacrifice themselves for the sake of others? However, now that Yao Qingcheng had been done by him, Yao Meng Chen suddenly realized that a person who spoke nicely was definitely not the right person to be.

"I'm afraid that Xiaoyu won't be able to keep her child alive." Yao Meng Chen frowned.

"Even if you can't, you have to." The birth of Xiaoyu was simply too weird. As a woman, her considerations were naturally different from those of other men.

If Little Fishy couldn't keep her baby, then even if she got pregnant in the future, she wouldn't be able to keep it safe. Right now, it seemed that she was just like that sickly girl, who knew what would happen in the future.

If it weren't for the fact that Ye Jiumei was terminally ill, she would definitely not have extended her hand to help him, and it wouldn't be bad for her to make him that crippled. At the very least, even if he wanted to ask for help, his body wouldn't allow it.

When Yao Qingcheng saw her silver eyebrows, her anger rose. She had sacrificed her life to save him. After he recovered, would he still treat Little Fishy well?

If it weren't for the fact that Ye Jiumei's body was too broken, she would have treated him and poisoned him. But right now, the only thing she could do was to detoxify him — remove the poison that had been bothering him for more than ten years, in order to save his life.