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"Yan Yu, where did you see it?" Xiaoyu asked curiously.

"The clothes he is wearing are already half worn, but the workman is actually a new one that has only just started appearing in the capital this year. He definitely didn't buy it from an apparel shop since he is wearing this much." Yan Yu concluded.

"Yan Yu, you're too amazing. You can even become a detective." Little Fishy sighed in admiration.

"A detective?" Yan Yu looked at Little Fishy in puzzlement.

"Since we know they are from Beijing, the area will be much smaller." Nine Nights changed the subject.

"Small?" Yan Yu laughed coldly.

"Your princes have more than a dozen of them, not to mention those high officials. Which one of them doesn't have two assassins? Some of them aren't assassins, just like you who can turn into an assassin at any time. Where are you going to find them?"

"Little Fishy isn't blocking the way that many people." Night Nine said in a low voice and waved his hand, signalling for the fifteen corpses of the killers to be disposed of.

15 carried the assassin to a secluded place and sprinkled the corpse powder on the corpses. Although the ninth princess and Yan Yu were quite bold, they still felt that it wasn't appropriate for them to do all of this in front of them.

Yan Yu stared fixedly at Nine Heavens Demon, "So what if you know? You are just a idle prince who wants to harm Xiaoyu. Your power is definitely above yours. "

Night Nine never thought that Yan Yu would be so thorough. He couldn't help but take an extra look at Yan Yu.

"What are you looking at? Men are like this, always thinking that you know more about women than others. In fact, all you see are skin and skin. I'll bet you that you definitely didn't know that Little Fishy had so many things in the past."

"You're right." Night Nine's voice was low and disconsolate.

Xiaoyu glanced at him. Why was he suddenly so down?

"Everyone says that if you can survive this calamity, you will be blessed. I am a blessed person, so you don't have to worry too much about me, Little Jiu." Little Fishy advised.

Thinking about it, he must have been worried about her, which was why he was so depressed.

When Yan Yu saw this, her heart was filled with emotions. She said, "That's right. You're blessed. You don't have the luck to be like me."

Because of the assassination, Xiaoyu had left Yan Yu behind. Now that she heard Yan Yu's words, she hurriedly let go of her hand that was resting on Night Nine Demons wheelchair. She stepped forward and pulled Yan Yu, smiling as she said: "Why are you so self-pitying?"

Yan Yu raised her head and glanced at her as tears began streaming down her face.

"What's going on?" Xiaoyu frantically hugged Yan Yu and gently patted her back.

Yanyu had always been like a man. When had anyone ever been so gentle and affectionate with her? She only felt an indescribable sense of regret, and the more she cried, the more she couldn't control herself.

Little Fishy gestured for Night Nine to leave. Night Nine glanced at Yan Yu, and he naturally understood why she was so sad. He sighed to himself, and then left while rocking his wheelchair.

The other princes hated her only because she had forsaken the Eighth Prince, which was equivalent to giving them all a slap in the face. He had been in control of the information network of the Wind and Rain Tower and knew the ins and outs of the Yan language, so even if a woman ran a brothel and had no one at home, it would still make people feel uncomfortable.

"Alright, alright." Xiaoyu consoled Yan Yu softly.

"How can you do this?" A furious roar echoed.

Xiaoyu and Yanyu both turned their heads at the same time and saw the Third Marquis staring at them with a furious expression.

"Why are you here again?" Little Fishy asked.

"Well asked, I shouldn't have come." Third Marquis' chest was heaving up and down. He was worried that she would feel annoyed in this muddy place, so he specially found a talking bird to accompany her. Who would have thought that she would hug a little gongzi as soon as he arrived?

"I always thought you were just being secretive. I didn't expect you to steal someone from behind Little Nine's back." The Third Marquis' eyes were filled with disappointment.

He had always liked Xiaoyu. It was not as if he had never thought of her leaving the Ninth Prince's Mansion, even if she had to stay by his side. She was unwilling, and he had followed her wishes, because he realized that she and Little Jiu were just putting on an act for others.

A place like a brothel was filled with grass that could dazzle people's eyes. Little Fishy had seen many young and handsome men, so when there was a comparison, she naturally wouldn't put a crippled prince like Ye Jiumei in her heart. Ye Juechen was angry and annoyed. How could one or two of them be like this? This woman was truly unbelievable.

He was reminded of the incident with Yanyu Xiufu, his client had not yet done anything, but he had become cynical, no wonder he would run the Ministry of Industry.

"Stealing people?" Yan Yu looked at the Third Marquis in a daze. Why didn't she understand his words?

Xiaoyu looked at the furious Third Marquis and then looked at Yan Yu. She couldn't help but burst into laughter and hugged Yan Yu mischievously, "A man doesn't flirt with a young man. Third Marquis, Xiaoyu finally knows why you men like changing your pillow. It's really a unique taste."

When the Third Marquis heard this, his face changed drastically. "You …" "No wonder others call you a wanton wangfei, you really aren't a good match."

The Third Marquis then left with a flick of his sleeve.

Only then did Yan Yu come to her senses. Looking at the Third Marquis leaving bitterly, she couldn't help but cover her mouth and laugh. "You mischievous fellow. Is this reputation of yours simply for a joke?"

Her depressed mood was disturbed by Fishy's random actions, and she felt much better.

"Young Master, with your handsome appearance, I can't stand it. Let's hurry up and go to bed." Little Fishy put her arm around Yan Yu's shoulders and lifted her chin flirtatiously with one hand.

Yan Yu knocked her hand away. "It's really a shame that you're a woman. If you were a man, you wouldn't have been so vulgar."

When she thought about it, she felt it was funny. She had only seen men teasing women before, but when had women teased others before? She was greatly amused as she reached out her hand to pinch Little Fishy's face, "Beauty, your skin is so smooth."

Xiaoyu dodged the attack with a smile as she looked at Yan Yu, "Alright, alright, I'm laughing."

When Yan Yu heard this, sorrow once again surfaced on her face. She stared fixedly at Little Fishy, "Little Fishy, I'm leaving now."

Xiaoyu was stunned, "Go? Where are you going? "

Yan Yu tilted her head up slightly, letting the tears flowing from her eyes flow back into her heart. "When I leave the capital, there will always be a place for Yan Yu in this world."

"What happened?" Fishy pulled Yan Yu along as she walked into the room. She pulled Yan Yu to sit on her bed.

Yan Yu bit her lower lip as Little Fishy waited quietly. After a long while, she whispered, "The eighth wangfei became depressed, and now she's in dire straits. Why should I continue to get in her way?"

Fishy was silent. Emotions hurt the most. According to the theory of her previous life, since the eighth prince had already married again, the third party would be Yan Yu.

"Little Yu, tell me, am I wrong?"