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Xiaoyu crawled up, "Little Jiu, actually, I don't even know if Yan Yu will know how to use water."

"I know." "Yes," Nine Nights replied.

"You know?" Little Fishy could not believe it, how could he know? Unless she was talking in her sleep.

"You said it in your sleep." Night Nine looked at the little fish.

When Fishy heard this, she hurriedly covered her mouth, "Heavens, I'm actually still sick of this."

Seeing her like that, Night Nine couldn't help laughing, "Not only in his sleep. "He even grinds his teeth and slurps his saliva."

He liked to tease her more and more now, to see her stare at her, and then her face went down, and he thought it was funny, well, his taste was becoming more and more different.

"Is this really me?" Little Fishy asked uneasily.

Wasn't this too terrifying? How could she be so outrageous?

"You're not just teasing me, are you?" The little fish looked at Ninefire.

"Of course I won't …" Night Nine looks at the little fish.

"I'm not teasing you."

Sigh, her breathing was really heavy.

"You're annoying. You bullied me. See how I'll take care of you." Little Fishy's hands were laughing loudly, looking like they were about to itch.

"My people once saw a girl whose back resembled Yan Yu, so I firmly believe that Yan Yu should still be alive. Why don't you give it a try? Maybe you really will be able to find her." How could she have let him succeed? Seeing that her Luoshan claws were about to catch him, he spoke slowly.

When Fishy heard this, she forgot about punishing him.

"Really? Yan Yu is still alive. " There was nothing more inspiring than hearing that friends were living well.

Little Fishy was no longer sleepy, nor was she tired of the night. She crawled up and tidied up, preparing to leave the house.

When he reached the door, he turned around and said, "Little Nine, thank you."

It was Little Jiu who understood her best.

Nine of the Nights watched her go, running his fingers over the place where she had just lain. There was still the scent of the little fish, and her body heat, and the curve of his mouth. I would do anything to make you happy, little fish.

On the bed was the hair of a small fish. Night Nine carefully twisted it, pulled out one of his hair, and carefully twined the two strands together. Little fish, our hair is tied together, we will never leave each other.

Little Fishy dove head first into the gambling den, protecting the hearts of her guards. She had already trained them extremely hard, but they couldn't help but look at each other in dismay.

The ninth prince's wife had abandoned her prime sleeping time just for a gamble?

Little Fishy went straight to the strongest person in the workshop and asked him for a dice match.

Although Xiaoyu was just an amateur who was a lot less professional than the other, she shook the dice with a lot of tricks. Everyone was dazzled by her actions. Unless they were blind, there was no way they could win against her.

The faces of the people in the gambling house changed as they saw the amount of silver notes in front of Xiaoyu increase.

Xiaoyu was beaming with joy, "I have to leave now. It's about to be crushed."

"Miss, it's enough if you win." Someone was hugging her shoulders and threatening her in a low voice.

Xiaoyu pretended not to understand. "Opening the doors to do business just for you? I'm happy for you. Bro, bet."

A murderous light flashed in that person's eyes. This person was not looking for trouble, you could tell just by looking at her shaking the dice.

Fortunately, although he was angry, he was not a reckless person. He looked at one person and that person hurriedly went to look for the manager.

The manager came over and saw that it was actually Xiaoyu. He bitterly smiled, "If she wants to have a good time, then just let her have a good time."

"Boss, how can this work?" If this person came every day, then they would have to close the door.

"You're the boss, and I'm the boss?" The manager left with a flick of his sleeve.

That person went back with a resentful expression. Everyone in the gambling den looked at him and he shook his head helplessly.

Xiaoyu went to the restaurant for food three days in a row and went to the Storms Tower when she slept. Other than giving a few pointers to Li Wu and Bing Wu, the rest of them stayed in the gambling den.

"Boss, this person is too unsatisfied. It's been three days."

The steward could hold it in, but the others could not help but rub their palms together.

"What are you guys so anxious about? The boss said that even if we lose the gambling den to this person, we must not attack her. " The boss glared at the impatient crowd.

Everyone was stunned. The boss actually said that?

"What is his background?" Someone could not help but ask.

"Speaking of this person, she's the most popular Courtesan Belle of the Wind and Rain Tower." The boss said leisurely.

These people grew up in the gambling den every day, so how could they know what the Courtesan Belle of the Wind and Rain Tower looked like? No matter how much money they earned, a place like the Wind and Rain Tower was not something they could afford. Although Little Fishy had come here twice, it was still very easy to get by. These evil people naturally did not recognize Little Fishy.

"He's just a Courtesan Belle... "He's just a Courtesan Belle." The person who spoke suddenly stammered. There seemed to be only one Courtesan Belle who had been in the limelight recently.

The eldest brother looked at him and replied, "Yes, he's just a Courtesan Belle. The only difference is that he has another title — — Ninth Princess."

Everyone was silent. This wangfei was simply a legend in the capital.

"Boss, I heard that Ninth Princess is on good terms with our boss. Why would she come and ruin our relationship?" Someone spoke up.

"She just wanted our boss to show his face. That's why she used this method. All of you can leave. If you need to do something, just do it. Make sure you keep your mouths shut." The boss ordered.

Xiaoyu could clearly feel that the gazes of the crowd were no longer as fiendish as before. However, since Yan Yu had yet to appear, she had no other methods to force her out. She could only continue gambling.

On the tenth day, she didn't make even two bets. The person who claimed to be the boss of the gambling den gave her the account book with a smile, saying that the gambling den was hers.

Xiaoyu stood there in a daze as she watched him call over dozens of people from the gambling den to greet her. She smiled wryly.

She thought for a moment, wrote a note, and handed it to the boss of the gambling den, saying that it was a proof of delivery.

When Yanyu unfurled her poem, it was a poem about numbers: After parting ways, the two places hung in the air for three to four months. Who knew that within five to six years, the seven strings would be shot without a heart, and the pavilion would be full of people.

When Yan Yu saw this, she couldn't help but tear up.

She had clearly said goodbye to her before, saying that she was leaving the capital. When she met the Seventh Prince, he interjected, thinking that it would be better for her to stay nearby instead of leaving, in order to avoid disturbing her. She had resisted the urge to contact him, but he had actually come looking for her.