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Night Nine nodded.

Little Fishy was silent.

If she'd been here since she was born, then so be it. But she wasn't.

Unfortunately, without money, she could only yearn for it. Now that she had crossed over to this country and became the wife of Little Jiu, the one thing she did not lack was money. If she did not take advantage of this time to fulfill her wish for so many years, she was truly sorry.

However, in this world where power reigned supreme and life was as common as grass, would they be able to do as they pleased?

"Little Nine, there's something I've been wondering about." Little Fishy slowly opened her mouth.

"Go ahead." Night Demon looked straight at her.

He knew that he had no right to speak right now, so he decided to just go to sleep. But, the brat thought bitterly before he went to sleep, this father came, but he could not touch the beauty's height. His life source, it must be said, was truly a pity.

"I've often heard people say that Prince Rui only has a daughter like Princess Golden Bell and she is extremely fond of him. Why can't I feel Prince Rui's love for Princess Golden Bell?" Little Fishy thought carefully.

Other than feeling her spoiled personality, she really couldn't tell that Prince Rui didn't like gold bells at all.

"It is unavoidable for Prince Rui to overlook his own family in the imperial court, but can you imagine how a girl like her would not even have someone to protect when she goes out? Anyway, I just don't think it's right. "

Night Demon grabbed her hand and carefully clipped the fallen pieces of hair behind her.

"You're asking me, but I'm afraid no one else will be able to answer your question." The management of the storm-house at night is not a decoration.

Fishy raised her eyes and looked at him, waiting for his answer.

"I suspect that Jin Ling isn't Prince Rui's own daughter at all." Night Nine was unrelenting in his speech.

"What?" Xiaoyu's eyes almost popped out of their sockets. How was this possible? How could the royal family's blood be randomly confused?

In fact, it had been less than a year since ancient times, and their thinking had already linked up with this place.

"This is just my guess. After all, this is a big matter and it involves a lot of people. Without conclusive evidence, it cannot be announced." Night Nine had a serious look on his face.

"This is the only way to explain the past. If Prince Rui's daughter is raised, why does he have to be raised? And so secretively? There is something unspeakable about this. " The little fish mumbled.

"It's not as simple as it seems. I can only say one word — wait."

"When the truth is revealed, when Prince Rui can no longer hold it in and shows his fox tail."

There was nothing he could do about it. Prince Rui had been too cautious with his move. The witness and evidence of that year had all been destroyed. He was trying to turn it up, but he could not catch the fox.

Xiaoyu felt that the atmosphere inside the room was a little heavy. She joked, "If I were Prince Rui, I would send my son to the palace and think of a way to make him emperor."

Hearing this, Night Nine's hands, which had been stroking the little fish, suddenly clenched into fists. The little fish let out a cry of surprise; he had pulled her hair.

Night Nine quickly let go and rubbed Little Fishy's scalp.

"Forget it, no matter how much you say it, it's just our guesses. I've already chosen a few names for this brat, our generation is unlucky, our generation is unfaithful, let's go back and let his Royal Grandfather choose one of them. We'll give him a nickname, what do you think we should call him?"

It's better to rot in your belly if you don't want to prove it.

"This is what parents should be, their children have lost their right to name and name themselves." Little Fishy grumbled in dissatisfaction.

Night Nine looked dotingly at the little fish.

Xiaoyu tilted her head, "That stinking brat is always going against my parents, just call him Nezha."

"Nezha?" Night Nine's eyebrows shot up.

"This kid is specifically against his parents. This name doesn't suit him at all. The names of the other horses are just like the floating clouds." Little Yu decisively named her after him.

"As long as you feel better." Of course, Night Nine had never heard of Nezha's deeds, so she felt that as long as Little Fishy liked it, it would be fine.

The reason Fishy named Nezha for the brat was naturally not just because of him. As parents, who didn't want their children to have any future? She wanted to be an ordinary person, but she didn't want to represent her children. People always contradicted each other.

And just like that, the brat had the first name in his life — Nezha.

As for Yao Meng Chen, he came back in a hurry with the presents, but there was no one there. He slapped his forehead and laughed at his own foolishness, a single moment of the Spring Festival Gala was worth a thousand gold, how could he let a newlywed couple wait here foolishly for him?

It was a pair of jades, which he got the second year after the death of the Aroma Scent. When he first saw them, he was sure that the Aroma Scent would like it, and he had originally planned to be buried with two people a hundred years from now, but after hearing the good news today, he immediately thought of this pair of jades, pure and flawless, only worthy of the two of them.

What cannot be changed in this world is the established facts.

"Fragrant, you're so cruel. You're not willing to give me a chance to turn back." As the medicinal mote caressed the trunk, hot tears flowed down his face.

He knew in his heart that the incense had given him countless opportunities that he refused to cherish, but when he repented, there was no one left to repent to. How heart-piercing was that.

At first, Yao Meng Chen wanted to drink with his brother-in-law as he had a pot of wine. But now, he had to drink alone.

Seeing that Yao Qingcheng had gotten married made him happy for her from the bottom of his heart, but after the bustling ended, it also made him feel even more miserable. He stubbornly refused to let himself be redeemed, and would rather live in regret every day than to let go of the past and start a new life again.

"Fragrant Fragrance, I'm going to look for you now. You'll forgive me, but will you still be willing to see me?"

Yao Meng Chen was a chatterbox. He was not good with words. Normally, he rarely said these words and never drank alcohol. Today, he drank a bit. His heart was moved, but he continued speaking nonstop.

"I'm covered in dust."

With a gentle call, Yao Meng Chen raised his hazy, intoxicated eyes. The aroma of medicine was still lingering in front of him, smiling at him.

"Fragrant, you have forgiven me." Yao Meng Chen excitedly reached out his hand, wanting to caress the medicinal fragrance that was growing on his cheek.

The medicinal fragrance of the medicine gave him a sweet smile before turning around and leaving.

Yao Meng Chen closed his eyes in satisfaction.

The next day, everyone discovered that Yao Meng Chen had died, so Night Nine Demons instructed everyone to hide it from Little Fishy. After all, she was still in the Moon, so she was not too sad.

Yao Qingcheng hurried over, and upon seeing the gratified smile on Yao Meng Chen's face, no matter how heartless she may be, she couldn't help shedding tears.

It was only when the baby was born that Night Nine finally told her that the baby was really upset. Luckily, on the day of the funeral, she was dressed in mourning and had done her duty as a daughter.