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Xiaoyu rubbed her nose and said with an embarrassed smile, "I'm not good at calligraphy, and I didn't do well with calligraphy. Seventh Brother, you can just watch."

[Can I just let it be? Can I just let it be that my life is in danger?] If he opened the wrong medicine, the consequences would be incalculable. Luck was nothing, and luck nearly caused him to die miraculously. Why did she say it so casually!

Night Demon frowned, extremely dissatisfied that she didn't care about the lives of her patients. Supporting Night Demon, she said, "First, I'll send Eighth Brother back to the prince's mansion. Then, I'll go to the Ninth Prince's estate and ask for Ninth Sister-in-Law's prescription."

"Oh, it's up to you, as long as you're not afraid of trouble." Small fish don't matter.

"The assassin should be handed over to the Ministry of Justice. Since eighth brother's injury is too severe, we should leave first." Ninth Brother, please do as you please. " The Nimi took one look at the subdued killer, and then left, supporting him with his fingers. This assassin didn't look like someone from the palace. He must have sneaked in from the outside.

The palace was heavily guarded. The people who were able to let assassins in and out of the palace definitely had a wife, and the person behind the scenes must be someone from the royal family. That was why the assassin was so familiar with the palace and thought that the child from the Hall of Radiance was the current emperor. No matter who it was, he didn't want to be involved.

"No need, I will treat him well." A sneer appeared on Night Nine's gloomy face, making people shudder in fear. Whoever touched his child should pay for it.

Twelve steps forward, one hand raised a powerless assassin, and disappeared in a flash. Taking someone away from the palace, especially from an assassin, was something impossible. This was why it had to be done in secret, so that no one would be able to detect it. Twelve naturally could not swagger out of the palace gate while facing an assassin.

"Lil 'Nine, relax, don't keep your face hidden." Fishy rubbed the stiff face of Ninefire, who knew that what had happened today had scared him out of his wits. She also regretted her decision to keep little Nezha in the palace. She had obviously planned for it, but the emperor had interfered and put him in danger.

When they heard that Eunuch Gao had come to announce the decree early in the morning, both the husband and wife were shocked. This seemingly glorious decree was actually a conspiracy. The two of them could smell danger and had no time to think about rushing to the palace to save Nezha. In the end, he was still a step behind the others. If not for the presence of the Seventh and Eighth Princes, their children would have been informed in the palace.

Now that he thought of Xiaoyu, his hands were covered in cold sweat and he felt a little scared. Glancing at the child in Night Nine's arms, she felt a wave of guilt and remorse that prevented her from looking at the child directly.

"Fifteen, return to the prince's mansion." Night Nine was still betting on his anger, hugging the child and not even giving Fishy a glance as he let Fifteen push him out of the Hall of Radiance.

Fifteen looked at Little Fishy, his ice-cold face had a puzzled look, mixed with a faint hint of sympathy. His slightly moving lips seemed to want to ask Night Nine for mercy. The prince and princess were also husband and wife who shared hardships and hardships with each other. Their love seeped into their blood, and they couldn't be separated no matter how hard they tried. He could not bear to see the two of them conflict and torture each other.

As long as one of them bowed his head, the matter would be resolved. Normally, the prince would lower his head to the wangfei, but this time was different. It seemed that it was the wangfei's fault, his pleas would only embarrass the wangfei.

Where is he? It made her look like an abandoned wife. However, the mistake this time was that she trusted him too much, so he ended up in danger. This time, she lowered her head to admit her mistake.

Little Yu gritted her teeth, clenched her fists and rushed in front of Night Nine. She placed both hands on the wheelchair, stared at Night Nine's face, and mumbled, "I …" I was wrong... Don't ignore me... "Lil 'Nine."

At the end of the sentence, he used a tempting trick to try to make Night Nine calm down and soft her heart to forgive her.

Fifteen swallowed a mouthful of saliva as he deeply admired Fishy. She was truly capable of yielding.

Night Nine looked at Little Fishy gloomily, and after a long time lost under her pitiful gaze, he couldn't help but shake his head and let out a long sigh as he forgave her, "Little Fishy, this is it. "Little Nezha is our flesh and blood, we can't risk him no matter what."

"Well, I promise, I won't." He waved his hand to chase her away. Then, he personally pushed Night Demon up and said, "Little Nine, I've learned to make some snacks with Little Red recently. I'll make some for you when we get back home."

"En!" Night Demon no longer broke her face and gently smiled.

Nezha, who was in his arms, rolled his eyes, looking down on his easily bought father, "Daddy, please don't spoil mother too much. "Be careful not to pamper a bald parachutist."

"Brat, you're looking for a beating!" Little Fishy frowned as she looked at her son, who liked to bicker with her. How could she give birth to such an infuriated son?

Hearing her threaten her child, Night Nine's face slightly changed. Seeing that she was in the right, Yu Di quickly tried to curry favor with her. "I'm joking, I'm just joking."

Fifteen pairs of little fish's doggy legs felt embarrassed, tilting his head and pretending not to see anything.

Because of her guilt, Xiaoyu wanted to go to the kitchen to cook to please Niu Mei. After returning to the mansion, she settled the father and son pair before dragging Xiao Hong to the kitchen.

Jiu Mei carried little Nezha and sat in the inner courtyard. She asked in pain, "Nezha, are you hurt? Have you eaten anything strange? The mama at the palace is good to you …"

"Daddy, why did you become a woman with a long tongue after not seeing you for so long? You're even more of a headache than Monk Tang." She was asking questions like a woman, more nagging than his mother, and little Nezha was complaining about the pollution with her little face.

"Ignorant little thing." Nine Night Demon choked, her black face glared at little Nezha, and she raised her hand to hit him lightly on his butt as a sign of punishment.

Although Nezha was a baby, his soul was still an adult. He always felt that being spanked by a man like Night Nine was a strange and ambiguous thing to do. If he recovered his adult body, he would be hit hard on the butt by a man, a beautiful man. It would be called SM, but gentle it, it would be like eating tofu. No matter how he thought about it, this made the two of them act like gay friends, which made people feel weird.

"Daddy, if you keep fighting like this, our son's sexual orientation will become a problem. If you accidentally break your sleeve or your incense, just wait and cry! " Nezha warned him of the consequences of hitting someone's butt.

Night Nine's face twitched, he raised his big palm, but did not dare to land on the ground, slowly and heavily, he gritted his teeth and said: "If you dare to cut off your sleeves, I will send you directly to the Body Cleansing Room as a father-in-law."

Damn, I couldn't tell that his prince's father was this ruthless! Nezha almost died from the threat, he looked at the serious face of Night Nine with disbelief.

"Stop looking, I'm serious." Feeling that words were not enough to deter her, she made a gesture with her hand and slashed at his pants.