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"Eunuch Gao, the reason I was able to leave the palace this time was because of your kindness in front of royal father." Ye Jiumei's face turned cold. She could no longer return to that previous awkward Ninth Prince. He was now indifferent to anyone.

His tall hat was a fine one, and Fishy admired it. Although this Eunuch Gao was a servant, he was still a popular person by the emperor's side. He had lived for many years with the emperor and was still able to be pampered. If he wanted to live an easy life in the Imperial Family, he really couldn't afford to offend such a person.

"Your highness is too polite, I am only doing my duty as a servant, I am worried for the masters." The high hat at night made the eunuch feel at ease. He smiled amiably and said, "My lord, my princess, please!"

"Eunuch Gao, please wait a moment!" Fishy got up and pushed Nocturnal Nine back to her room to change into her formal attire.

After cleaning up, Xiaoyu pushed the wheelchair and let Xiao Hong carry the child out with her as she followed Eunuch Gao to the imperial palace in a carriage.

For some reason, the little Nezha seemed to be very excited, and his pink lips were constantly twitching. The little fish in his arms couldn't bear to watch any longer, it pinched his little nose, "Stinky brat, if you keep slapping him like that, you won't even have a human face anymore."

"Human form? Is my face still considered human? " It was fine if he didn't mention it, but the mere mention of little Nezha made him angry. His face was paralyzed, and he was extremely ugly. How could he accept that his father, Yu Tian, who played the role of a village lover and viewed beauty as his life, would allow his mother to destroy the flowers of his homeland like this?

The look of disdain in his eyes made Yu Xing feel guilty, and he smiled awkwardly, "I am doing this for your own good. If you were a fat white kid, you would be eaten like a ginseng fruit. Palace Fighting is so fierce, you know it! "

Little Fishy gave Nezha a knowing look.

It was because he understood that his heartless wangfei had turned him into a polio! Little Nezha pouted gloomily and said harshly, "There will be a day, a day when I'll make you stupid!"

"Don't worry, that day is too far away. You can take your time and bear with it."

Little Fishy was not the least bit worried about his revenge, and said evilly, "On the other hand, you, you have to pretend that your polio isn't there until you leave the Royal Family. So, you should pray that the boring struggle over the royal family will die down soon so that your parents can leave this land of conflict as soon as possible. Hehe, remember not to say anything in a while, don't let others think you're a monster and kill them. It's not easy for me to bear you! "

No matter how good the medical skills were, the equipment couldn't keep up.

"The Ninth Prince and the Ninth Princess are here!" Eunuch Gao, who was walking right in front, had a sharp voice that startled the peace of the night.

"Come in!" After a while, the emperor's dignified voice came from the imperial study.

"Prince, Princess, after you!" Eunuch Gao led the two into the imperial study, and Xiaoyu held the child tightly. She gently pinched his buttocks to remind him of what he had previously told her.

Nezha felt pain as he unhappily stared at Little Fishy. If he could speak, he would have shouted out, "molest!"

Even if it was his mother, she would be depressed just thinking about it. How could he have such a tender mother? In his society, such a child was still studying, but his father was not considered a wretched girl.

"This son pays respects to royal father!" Night Nine and Fishy were well-mannered, how could they know Nezha's thoughts?

"Quickly, quickly, bring my royal grandson here for me to see." A series of three quick words was enough to prove how much the Emperor wanted to see the Night Demon's child. Without waiting for Xiaoyu to carry the child forward, the emperor threw down his dragon robe and walked towards them with large strides. His face was filled with joy.

Seeing the Emperor so hopeful, Xiaoyu was a little hesitant. If the emperor were to look at Nezha, who was pretending to be sick, what color would the dragon's face be? Night Nine relaxed more than she did, and watched the Emperor approach. As the saying goes, mother doesn't care about her son being ugly. What would happen if father saw his grandson? Disappointment, or shock?

The little Nezha was very excited. He could finally meet the domineering emperor again. His heart was very excited! If he had the chance, he would definitely ask this royal grandpa for advice on how to teach the imperial girls. Beautiful ladies, wait for me.

Nezha's hands were clenched into fists as he placed them on his chest. He took a deep breath and waited to see Long Yan.

Finally, the Emperor stopped three steps away from Xiaoyu and was shocked when he saw her holding the child in her arms. He then suspiciously looked at her for a long time before Long Yan finally said furiously, "Little Jiu, I want to see your son, my young grandson. This... What was this thing in his arms? A monkey? "

Oh, your majesty, you're slandering me!

Xiaoyu was stunned by what he heard. She didn't understand what the emperor meant. When he came back to his senses, he couldn't help but burst out laughing. "Imperial Father, you're really funny!"

Interesting your head! This old man, the emperor, must have had his eyes fogged up. No matter how ugly he was, he shouldn't be seen as a monkey! He had heard jokes about a child's mother taking her own child to the park, only to be warned not to lose her monkey. He had thought that the person was being careless and deliberately insulting others. He hadn't expected that the monkey paper would actually be him.

Well, he doesn't have to pretend to be polio, he's pretending to be inhuman.

Nezha looked at Little Fishy resentfully. He couldn't say anything, so he could only silently complain about other people's arrangements with tears in his eyes.

Night Nine was also amused, but he wasn't as unbridled as Fishy. His laugh was reserved, afraid of hurting Nezha's self-esteem, like a girl using her long sleeves to cover up her laughter. However, what he didn't know was that this would hurt even more. What he did was to laugh secretly. Laughing secretly was a disgraceful act. There was a way to do it, there was a way to do it.

Looking at the smiling couple, the emperor was puzzled. "Little Jiu, what's the matter?"

"Cough, cough, cough." After being called out, Night Nine couldn't help but laugh. She looked at the child in Xiaoyu's arms, stroking his little head and said, "Imperial Father, this object is indeed the grandson of Little Jiu's son."

"Royal grandson?" The emperor was astonished. He looked carefully at the child in Fishy's arms, and looked left and right. He still felt that it was a monkey. It wasn't as if he hadn't seen his royal grandson before. When did Little Nine fall in love with the female monkey, or was Little Yu a monkey spirit?

The Emperor looked at Fishy inquiringly, wondering which of the two was more likely.

For a moment, the atmosphere became strange, and Night Nine was unhappy. He didn't like it when a man stared at Little Fishy. Little Fishy was hers, and the only one who could see her was him. The wheelchair moved to stand in front of Xiaoyu, saying unhappily, "Xiaoyu, royal father still has national affairs to take care of. Let's not disturb royal father, let's go back."

"En!" Little Fishy nodded obediently.

"Wa, wa …" In order to prove that he was a human and not a monkey, the little Nezha started to cry out in anger. Mind review: monkey can not cry human voice, fool also know he is human.

"What's wrong with this monkey?" The emperor's words angered little Nezha so much that he almost vomited blood. Luckily, the emperor managed to change it in the end with great difficulty, "Little monkey …" Sun Yiyi burst into tears. "Are you hungry?"

Xiaoyu took out a handkerchief and wiped the child's tears and mucus, replying, "He should be tired. He usually sleeps at this time of day."

"Oh!" The Emperor suddenly understood, nodded, and decided to cut to the chase. "This Emperor summoned Little Jiu and you here tonight for the sake of the child."

About the child? Little Fishy did not understand, and looked at the Emperor with puzzlement. Night Nine's face is pale, his hands trembling in the wheelchair. He understands the emperor's words.

The royal family's ancestors had set down the rules that, with the exception of girls, anyone who had a son or daughter coming into the world had to be fed in the palace. The parents could only go to the palace to look after the child, they could not secretly take the child out to be fed until the child grew up and became a king before moving out of the palace.