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If Little Nezha and Little Yu opened the door right away and spoke some soft words to coax her away, it would be fine. But now, the more Night Demon thought about it, the angrier she became (probably his uncle's coming). Why was she so impatient? She ordered Little Nezha, "Cry."

If he dared not cry, he would pinch him.

Nezha started to cry very cooperatively.

As Xiaoyu's needle shifted, the eighth prince groaned and showed signs of waking up. Xiaoyu quickly composed herself and turned a deaf ear to Nezha's cries.

The little Nezha let out a dry howl, only to see the door shut. He automatically turned silent, there was no use in wasting his energy.

If it was any other time, he would have already called someone over, but he knew that this time was no good, who knew what kind of mess Xiaoyu had caused the eighth prince to suffer. He was not in the mood to care what happened to the eighth prince, but if he found someone to break the door and found the eighth brother to be as smooth as pork sauce, then other people would have nothing to do with him, so how could Xiaoyu be a human?

Xiaoyu looked up at the eighth prince and said indifferently, "He is about to wake up. The rest is your business."

She pulled out the silver needles and supported the eighth princess to the door.

With great effort, she opened the door, raising her hand in the air.

She looked through the gap in the window and saw Yan Yu lower the curtain.

"Little Nine, close the door. Tell everyone not to come in." Little Fishy said tiredly.

When she met her tired face, the fury in her heart was immediately turned to nothingness. Besides, there was also the eighth princess, although she was still unconscious.

Nine Night Demon closed the door and looked at the unconscious eighth princess' wrinkled brow, "I'll go call someone to help her."

"Forget it, let me do it." Xiaoyu tried her best to smile.

"Take her to the side room." Night Nine Makes Love Little Fishy.

The side room was where the servants lived, so how could they help the eighth princess over there? Besides, there was something wrong with Yan Yu and the eighth prince over there, and Xiaoyu knew that Night Nine was afraid that she would be tired, but she still had to pay attention to some of the details. She smiled and said, "Little Jiu, I think the same thing as you.

Night Nine was getting angrier and angrier, he and little Nezha had been frozen outside for so long, how could she not know the pain in her heart.

"Your body is still weak, how can you hold little Nezha and blow in the wind? You're going to get sick, aren't you going to crush my heart?" Xiaoyu complained as she supported the eighth princess forward.

Hearing this, Night Nine couldn't care less about getting angry. The corners of his mouth curled up, and he was in a cheerful mood, "Don't worry, everything is fine."

Xiaoyu glanced at him, "What do you mean nothing? If anything happens, you'll be in trouble. Make a pot of ginger soup later, drink it hot."

Hearing Little Fishy's murmurs, Night Nine followed her. In the end, she couldn't help but ask, "How is Eighth Brother?"

Fishy was silent for a moment. "I'm afraid there are a few medicinal herbs that can only be found in the imperial palace. However, all the precious herbs are recorded on the register. If we go to the imperial palace to get them, wouldn't it be good to tell others that the eighth prince can't?"

Upon hearing this, Night Nine didn't say anything. He knew very well that as a man, one couldn't give a woman one's heart to be happy. It was a deep pain.

"If not, then say that I want to use it." Night Nine looked at the troubled look on Little Fishy's face and asked hesitantly.

If it wasn't for her supporting him, Xiaoyu's finger would have poked at his forehead. "It could have been possible, but, with little Nezha, it won't be possible."

Little Fishy said implicitly.

Upon hearing this, Night Nine had an idea of what it meant, it must have been a very long period of inaction, which was why he was able to use the medicine. If he said he couldn't do it, then it would mean that little Nezha was a bastard.

"I can only beg the Seventh Prince for help on this matter. However, he is very shrewd, and is afraid that he might think of something else because of this." After she finished speaking, she looked meaningfully at the eighth princess.

"We absolutely cannot let the Seventh Prince know that you know how to cure illnesses. If we continue to work hard, father will agree to let us leave. At that time, we will find a paradise and live a secluded life. It would be great if we don't stay in the capital anymore." Nine Nights looked forward to it.

"Yeah." Little Fishy echoed him.

When she finally saw the maid and saw Xiaoyu helping the eighth princess, Xiaoyu quickly came over and replaced her. Xiaoyu stretched out his hand to touch Niu Mei's hand, but his hand was not cold, so she felt relieved, "Lil 'Jiu, go and tell the kitchen to boil more water, I'll send the eighth princess over immediately."

"After hearing this, Night Nine said," "I'll wait for you, hurry over."

Xiaoyu smiled and nodded.

When they reached the guest room, Xiaoyu wiped her sweat. "That's enough. Put the eighth princess down and go make a pot of hot tea."