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All the princes calmed down. A stroke like illness could not be a good thing. Perhaps after such a scare, the emperor would return to the west and send them off in a hurry to announce the testamentary edict.

Thinking of this, six out of the ten people became excited, but their faces showed signs of worry.

General Wei looked at the frightened Night Demon and slightly frowned, but still courteously walked to her side. "Ninth Prince, the Emperor declares his presence before you."

"In order to save the emperor, Little Jiu had risked his life. Now that the traitor has been executed, even if we meet him later, what's the point?"

Little Fishy choked with sobs, took out a pile of large and small bottles, and hurriedly stuffed them into the mouths of Night Nine.

Fifteen took the water bag and fed the Nine Dragons Enchantment to Nine Dragons. Nine Dragons Energized, the weak zipper on the sleeve said, "Little Yu, the Guardian General also has an imperial order, don't make things difficult for him."

Little Fishy sadly lowered her head, "Got it."

The general looked at the breathless Nine Nights and felt pity in his heart. He decided on his own, "Ninth Prince, your health is a little better now. Let's go to the palace where the emperor is. This official will help you deal with it."

"Thank you, General Wei." Night Nine's eyes opened wide in gratitude.

The general turned around and pointed at the two of them. "Both of you will serve the Ninth Prince."

A glimmer flashed in Night Nine's eyes. What do you mean by 'service', it should be 'supervision'. He slightly closed his eyes, quietly resting his mind.

All the princes thought that the emperor might be preparing to execute the testamentary edict, for fear of missing it, so they all rushed forward.

No matter who it was that became the emperor, they shouldn't be used by anyone. At that time, not only would they not be able to make the already prepared princes their princes, they might even become the spirits of the wrongdoers.

The eighth prince deliberately lagged behind. Seeing that everyone had left, he hurried over to Xiaoyu's side and looked at her. "Ninth Brother, how was it?"

When had he ever been so polite? His temper was such that he didn't care about anything.

"Others might not know about Little Nine's condition, but how could you not know? In other words, a day is a day. " Fishy took out her handkerchief and wiped away the tears that didn't exist.

When the eighth prince heard this, he was silent for a moment, then sighed, "Ninth Brother is blessed by the heavens, so naturally he will be able to turn the situation around."

"I am counting on the Eighth Prince's auspicious words." Fishy looked gratefully at the eighth prince.

The eighth prince's face turned red as he looked at the two men left behind by the general. He knew he shouldn't say anything in front of them, but the opportunity was fleeting. Who knew if he would have the courage to say it in the future?

The eighth prince hardened his heart and stamped his foot. "Ninth wangfei, has Yan Yu contacted you?"

Xiaoyu stared blankly at him, then looked up at the eighth prince. She could see the longing in his eyes, and couldn't help but ask, "Didn't the seventh prince tell you?"

"Say what?" The eighth prince had a bad premonition.

"Yan Yu is dead." Seventh Marquis slowly walked out.

"What?" Xiaoyu and the eighth prince spoke in unison.

Xiaoyu looked at the Seventh Prince who was walking over and suddenly shivered. He was so refined, how could he do such a cruel thing?

Hurting in the name of love was actually quite speechless.

How could Seventh Marquis not understand what Xiaoyu was thinking when he saw the look in her eyes? He smiled wryly in his heart, things were not what she was thinking at all. However, if I did not kill Boya, yet Boya died because of me, he would be blamed for it.

Seventh Marquis said in a deep voice, "I wanted to tie up Yanyu and prevent her from leaving, but when she reached a bridge, she suddenly jumped out of the palanquin and into the river. I immediately called for help, but no matter what, I couldn't find her …"

Noticing the sudden change in the eighth prince's expression, the word "corpse" couldn't be uttered by the seventh prince no matter what. He lowered his head in guilt.

"Dead? "Dead?" The eighth prince repeated.

Seventh Prince clenched his teeth. "I've let you down in this matter."

He just wanted to kill him.

The man who had tried to steal his wife a few days ago, how could he just die like that?

Xiaoyu looked at one item and then the other, and suddenly shouted, "What are all of you doing with your heads down? Don't you know that Yan Yu is good at playing water? "

The eighth prince suddenly turned to look at Xiaoyu, "What did you say?"

Fishy said loudly, "Yan Yu once told me that she can hold her breath underwater for two hours. She has never lost against others."

The eighth prince's lifeless eyes were once again filled with hope, he controlled himself so that his voice didn't sound so shaky, "Is what you said true?"

Xiaoyu suppressed the sorrow in her heart and deliberately said with disdain, "Since Yan Yu has decided to leave, she will naturally not return to your side. She can't even force herself to stay. If not for your death …" Xiaoyu promptly swallowed her parents back into her stomach.

"That's right, Yan Yu is really stubborn." He quickly accepted the lie that Little Fishy had made. Separated from life and death, he would rather believe that Yan Yu was living a good life in a place he didn't know.

"My lords, the emperor is still waiting." The two guards who remained were supposed to be supervising Night Nine, but this time they were there.

"Fifteen, accompany the little gongzi." Nine Night Demon ordered.

Hearing this, the little Nezha curled his lips and was about to cry. Little Fishy flew over with a knife in his eye, and Little Nezha forcefully held it back, her face red from holding it back as she silently cursed. Even if you want to spend more time with Little Red and his wife, can you carry me away?

They walked towards the main hall, each with their own thoughts. The eighth prince's mind was in a trance, and Yan Yu actually would rather commit suicide than see him again? Seventh Prince would glance at Xiaoyu from time to time, weighing the truth in her words.

Xiaoyu was like an old lady, asking Night Nine if she was cold, asking him if she was hot, reaching out to look at her forehead, sighing and laughing, causing the two guards to look at her from time to time.

The eighth prince glanced at it, then lowered his head and continued thinking.

The few of them walked into the great hall, and upon seeing the person on the dragon throne, they couldn't help but be stunned. Even though Ye Jiumei had some doubts in her heart, she still felt a little uncomfortable in her heart when she saw that the emperor was doing well.

The general was still explaining, "The Ninth Prince suffered a relapse and was worried about the emperor, so he asked this humble subject to come over first."

When the emperor saw Ye Jiumei's eyes flash, the Seventh Prince, Eighth Prince, and the Ninth Prince quickly kneeled down and cried out, "Long live the Emperor!"

The emperor couldn't help feeling a little awkward when he saw her. After all, he was the one who had taken her on as a pawn even when he was faking a stroke.