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He had lived apart from his mother since he was very young, and he was not used to being treated like a child.

Night Nine shrugged helplessly, that meant he had to solve it himself. He had already gotten used to Little Fishy's way of expressing his feelings.

The efficiency of the new emperor was still very high. In a short while, he sent people to take care of Ye Langmei, but in reality, they were keeping watch over him. The new emperor's position was not easy to come by, and he needed three more fires to take office, not to mention the emperor, he was also secretly grateful to Ye Jiumei. He already understood that even though he was the crown prince, if it wasn't for Ye Jiumei disturbing him, the throne would not even reach him.

It was only now that he realized that although he admitted to being very careful, he was actually unable to move forward. This was because whether it was in terms of connections, wealth, or even military strength, he was already far behind the princes.

Although his throne had been 'bestowed' by Night Nine, he didn't dare to imagine it without Night Nine.

If the new emperor only believed in one person, then the only person he could trust would be Ye Jiumei. Even though the Third Marquis had never intended to ascend to the throne and had even supported him, he did not know if he would change in the future. Only Ye Jiumei did not, not because he was handicapped, but because he truly did not wish to ascend to the throne.

If he was willing, with his resolute and decisive character, the fearless character of his subordinates, and his intelligence, there was no need to drag down the former crown prince, who had already lost.

The Emperor had already made up his mind. He would not doubt the charm of this life.

If someone else had suspected that Night Nine had a personal grudge with her, the new emperor would know that she wouldn't do so, so there was no need for him to do so. He guessed with his own mind that the disgraceful, mad woman that Night Nine spoke of might be the woman that she had owed to him in the past.

Li Wu finally felt that something was wrong as he released his grip on the sword.

Little Sister Li did not expect him to release his grip on her. His strength rebounded, and she was so frightened that her beautiful face almost lost its color.

"I... "Hey …" Li Wu stamped his foot and felt ashamed. How did this little sister become like this?

Little Sister Li looked at the crowd embarrassedly, she was only thirty percent real and seventy percent fake, she was also anxious, there was nothing she could do about it, her brother was truly a shrewd person, if she didn't do it, her stupid brother would really apologize to him, but after all this mess, Li Wu was no longer a person on the inside.

"This is all my fault. If it wasn't for me, brother would never have done this." Lil 'sis looked at where Xiaoyu was. She really wanted to die rather than let little Nezha get hurt. If she didn't care about little Nezha, how could she be in such a sorry state?

If Xiaoyu and the others hadn't come, they would have died to atone for their sins even if no one had said anything to them. But now, wasn't little Nezha fine? Why was it still burning?

Ever since the incident with Little Sister Li, she had become extremely eccentric.

The little Nezha looked at the stubborn Lil Sis and could not help but pull on Xiaoyu.

Fishy looked down at him as if he had something to say, and walked away.

"Mother, forget it, you and daddy are just paper tigers, they can't be villains. Besides, just now, the two siblings did indeed protect me with their lives. I was really eager to throw myself into Ye Langmei's embrace and die every day with a little white mouse without any sense of accomplishment. I've long wanted to find a villain to test myself with." If it was just Li Wu alone, then he wouldn't care at all. He was the one who cared the most for women and couldn't bear to see a beauty cry.

"Do you think you're part of the Japanese army?" Little Fishy gritted her teeth.

Nezha rolled his eyes and raised his chubby hands, "I use Japanese goods too, but I'm definitely a patriot. My Chinese heart is no less than yours."

One had to know that he studied nuclear weapons. For people like them, it was inevitable that they would go through a political trial. He had a firm patriotic heart.

"Didn't I already say that I want to test him?" Little Nezha emphasized the two words' evil person '.

"Alright, it's because of my anger." Little Fishy, on the other hand, knew her wrongs and could correct them.

She walked back to Night Nine's side. "Forget it, little Nezha is fine. Just treat it as a blessing."

He had already understood the whole situation, but he knew more about Fishy's feelings of being a protector, and he also felt that they should be taught a lesson. So he just stood by and watched, giving Fishy the power of execution.

However, he didn't expect Xiaoyu to let them go so easily. Xiaoyu knew that Nezha had been kidnapped by Li Wu, and although she held herself calm, her face told Ye Mo that she was going crazy.

"Wouldn't it be letting them off too easily?" Night Nine asked tentatively.

"Your son said we were paper tigers."

Nine Night Demon glared at Nezha. How could he say such things about his parents? He was on guard, even such a young child could see that they couldn't harm someone, then wouldn't their weakness be exposed in front of others?

"Since the wangfei says to let you go, then leave. Don't let me see you from now on." Night Nine's eyes turned, pushing the crime of being soft-hearted to Xiaoyu. He just needed to do his best to pamper the unprincipled Ninth Prince, who was doting on his wangfei.

The little Nezha pouted. Sigh, I can't die if I don't pretend.

Li Wu looked at Xiaoyu as his lips moved twice. In the end, he didn't say anything and dragged Li Jun. What face did he have to say that life was yours and death was your fault? He even kidnapped his son.

"What a busy day. It's a good thing that everything has passed." Fishy closed her eyes tiredly, then opened them again and looked at Lu Zheng.

Lu Zheng followed Ye Jiu Mei and the others to the ninth prince's mansion. Xiaoyu took out all of her healing medicine and gave them all to him.

"Are you going back to the house to apply the medicine, or should I find someone to apply the medicine for you?" Little Fishy asked.

"I haven't been back for several days. My family must be very worried, so I'll be taking my leave." Lu Zheng advanced and retreated.

"Mm, I should head back earlier." Fishy waved her hand.

Lu Zheng looked at Xiaoyu doubtfully. After taking two steps, he suddenly turned around and said, "Master Ancestor, I now understand why my father respects you so much."

He was under the influence of Lu Buwei and had always thought that women were all a bit mischievous. However, he did not expect that Xiaoyu would not hug his son's heart and liver after rescuing his son. After taking his pulse, she would let him go so easily.

If the little Nezha hadn't been kidnapped, he could still tell himself that his grandteacher was a cold-blooded person, but what he saw was clearly not like that. His father's master was kind and warm-hearted, and from what he knew, a woman's kindheartedness and zeal was nothing more than blabbering, but now he understood that not all mothers were blabbering.