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"Xiaoyu, accompany me home today." No one could refute her tone.

Naturally, Little Fishy would not go against his wishes at this time. She glanced at Night Nine, and lightly nodded her head.

When Night Nine saw her nod, he was overjoyed. He reached out his arm and wrapped it around Fishy's waist, placing her on his lap.

Xiao Hong, who had been following behind them, could not help but look at the body of the wood person.

Nezha reached out his chubby little hand to cover his eyes, but secretly peeked through the gaps of his fingers. This pair of heartless parents wasn't afraid of teaching a child a lesson. Under broad daylight, they actually … It was too much not to do anything.

The little Nezha discontentedly put down his hand. How many scenes that weren't suitable for children. Don't you know how strong the taste is? Holding her small hand and sitting on her lap, such a thing was too small and fresh.

"Teach me bad, let the heavy taste come a little harder," little Nezha shouted in his heart, but unfortunately, he was disappointed. These two people just sat on the wheelchair, looking at each other. In the eyes of the people in the capital, these two people were truly shameless and despicable, but after seeing who they were, he didn't even dare to fart, and quickly left.

Nezha was used to seeing zippers, and after seeing the portraits, he suddenly stuffed a love movie into his hands. He really couldn't understand it, even though he just left the Wind and Rain Tower not long ago, Nezha started to miss that place. It was just that he couldn't see it, the sound of it made people's blood boil.

At this moment, little Nezha made the first decision in his life to start a business. He wanted to be the boss of a brothel, so that he could listen to popular music anytime he wanted. He could even peep at it.

However, there was one good thing about this place. Nezha comforted himself, he could have as many women as he wanted, moreover, it was the country helping him raise them, so no one would report them as being corrupt or taking bribes.

When we arrived at the Ninth Prince's Mansion, as little Nezha expected, these parents of yours couldn't wait to go back to their rooms to cultivate their Yin Yang and He Dharma, leaving the pitiful little Nezha behind. Little Nezha looked at Little Red sympathetically and wanted to say," Do you want to go and cultivate as well? Of course, if you don't mind, I wouldn't mind watching a reality TV either.

Little Red naturally didn't know how to read the thoughts. She untied the swaddle on Nezha and reached under his butt to see if he peed.

"Xiao Mi, prepare some hot water. Young master is covered in sweat." Little Red ordered.

"Alright." Little Mi answered crisply.

Little Red just took off Nezha's clothes, while Nezha silently cursed, "Hey, auntie, you're taking advantage of me again."

This little Nezha, his mind was too impure. He wanted horses to run, yet he didn't feed them grass. He was obsessed with cleanliness, especially liked to take baths. He wished he could wash three times a day, but he still disdained being seen all of them.

Fortunately, she knew that little Nezha's skin was delicate and tender, and his actions were very gentle, just like the caress of love. The little Nezha quickly threw away the unhealthy thoughts in his head, and when he grew up, Little Red would already have turned into a chicken skin crane. Although he was also from the royal family, he didn't have those perverted bad habits, and he wouldn't be able to fall in love with the heavy taste of his wet nurse.

Nezha closed his eyes comfortably. Even though Xiao Hong was still considered pretty, it couldn't be considered a devastatingly beautiful woman, especially to someone like him who was used to seeing beauties in that world. Perhaps beauty was only a part of one's looks, but her temperament and alluring charm was definitely not something that could be cultivated overnight.

Perhaps his mother obtained three parts of the true essence, but that was only three parts of it. She only had one form, and it was rare for her to have a soul.

For example, which of those flirtatious women in history didn't have men lined up behind them? The little Nezha shook his head, nevermind, his dad would never understand that other than his mother, there were many other wonderful women in this world. In his eyes, there was only a tilted tree like Little Fishy, and Night Nine happened to be the kind of person who liked bonsai scenes, the more crooked the tree was, the more he liked it.

Inside the room.

"What did you say?" "The Emperor wants to make use of this rebellion to reshuffle the deal?" Little Fishy stared at Nine Heavens Demoness in shock.

"Re-shuffle?" Night Nine looked at the little fish doubtfully.

Little Fishy explained to him, and Night Nine nodded in understanding. During this time, she had always been hanging out with Yan Yu, so it wasn't strange for her to talk about gambling.

"You could say that." Night Nine's head drooped slightly.

"But you are his sons." Even though Little Fishy's knowledge of the history of the world and the stories she saw at court were all about the ruthlessness of the imperial family, she still held a glimmer of hope for human nature in her heart.

"A son is only a very useful tool." Night Nine laughed coldly.

"Little Nine, don't smile like that, please."

That smile was truly unbearable. He was the pride of the heavens, wasn't he? They should have gathered the love of tens of thousands in one body, and not been sold out by the world's closest family at any time.

"Xiaoyu, I only have you, only Nezha." Night Demon hugged her tightly.

The little fish gently patted the back of Night Nine, speechless comfort him, language at this time appears so pale and powerless.

"Xiaoyu, let's leave. We should leave this dirty and dirty place immediately. I hate this place. I'd rather never be here before." Nine Nights murmured.

"Alright, let's go." Little Fishy said softly but firmly.

Night Nine has received the promise of the little fish, a fretful heart slowly calm down.

"Prince Rui is dead. Based on my understanding of his character, he would never let anyone related to Prince Rui get away." Night Nine smiled sarcastically.

"Therefore, I have no value anymore. We should be able to leave very soon."

"What do you think the Emperor will do?" Little Fishy's keen senses discovered that Night Nine didn't call her father, but rather the emperor. The uneasiness in her heart grew.

Night Demon looked at her silently.

"Are you talking about Princess Golden Bell …" Little Fishy bit her lips. No, that won't do. Didn't the emperor like Princess Golden Bell very much? He wouldn't do that.

"That's right. Princess Golden Bell will definitely not be spared." No one knows the Emperor better than he does. He is not a broad-minded man.