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"Someone, come." Finally, he helped Night Nine into the wheelchair, and the new emperor panted heavily. Sigh, his body was still lacking in exercise.

The eunuch at the door heard the summons and hurriedly pushed it open.

"Push the Ninth Prince back to his residence." The new emperor waved his hand. What was there to fight against? He had even tired himself out. The new emperor silently cursed.

"Yes," the eunuch replied, pushing Night Nine out of the study.

After exiting the imperial study, she raised her hand to cover her forehead, glancing at the square of sky above her, a smile on her face.

He deliberately placed all the weight of his body on the emperor's body. How could he not know the emperor's thoughts? It was just that he was confused. If he knew that he could walk like a normal person now, would he regret letting him go?

He pinched the imperial edict in his sleeve, his heart filled with joy. Little Fishy, we can leave now. Are you happy?

After the eunuch found the fifteenth one, Night Nine spoke, "Let's go."

"Ol'nine, is that you?"

Night Nine turned his head and saw the Seventh Prince striding towards him.

Night Walker laughed, "That's me."

Seventh Prince looked at him with a complicated expression.

He had tried everything at that time. He and Xiaoyu had defended so well, and he had already given up. He didn't think that there would be such a bright future. However, he didn't expect that Lu Zheng would be implicated.

He had only been released today, so he didn't know how eighth brother was doing, but he felt better.

"The Emperor must be getting impatient. You should hurry over." It seemed that the new emperor wasn't someone who only knew how to strike at his brothers.

When the two passed by each other, the Seventh Marquis said in a soft voice, "Many thanks."

At the very least, Seventh Brother and Eighth Brother had always been very good, hadn't they?

"How is the eighth prince right now?" asked Night Nine.

"That day, the eighth prince caught up to the eighth princess and blocked an arrow for her." Fifteen's eyes were filled with laughter.

"Although the eighth prince has been lying down all this time, he has already recovered. Right now, it's as if the husband and wife are having a good time."

After walking for some time, he finally remembered, "Where's Yanyu?"

he asked, thinking of Ninefire.

"Lady Yan Yu has left." Fifteen sighs. For some reason, ever since Lil 'Red was happy, he started to feel sentimental.

"Gone?" Night Walker tilted his head in surprise.

"Yes, Lady Yan Yu left a letter and left." Fifteen said.

"She actually left." Nine Nights muttered.

He was truly puzzled. Since he was still leaving, why did he return back then?

Since he was leaving, he had a lot of things to take care of. After all, it was different this time. Last time, he thought he was going to die so he didn't make much preparations.

Little Fishy usually looked heartless. After all, she had been in the upper echelon for so many years, she definitely had the skills to manage things. Just look at her subtly subdue the Ice Guard who had her eyes above her head.

Not to mention that they were only doing so for the sake of Night Nine, they had always been Night Nine's men from the start. Little Fishy did not even think about reining in her.

But Nine-mea fainted. Why did the ice guards listen to Little Fishy when they had their own consul? This was courage.

Night Nine Demons looked at the medallion in her hand. The Emperor's poison was becoming more and more severe and she was no longer able to move, much less speak. The only one who knew that the Wind and Rain House belonged to the imperial family was him.

Should he return the Wind and Rain Tower to the emperor?

Night Nine is not coveting the Wind and Rain Tower, although Little Fishy has nothing to do with the Wind and Rain Tower as a mother's home, go home and live.

He had often heard from Little Fishy that his ancestors were originally not necessarily so greedy, perhaps it was really just for the sake of gathering information. Later on, perhaps they were offended by some official, so they couldn't vent their anger, so they took the women and families and brought them into the brothel. In the end, he discovered that not only would this save them some expenses, but it would also make the wind and rain tower a famous place.

Night Demon made a bold decision.

"Mistress, do you have any orders?" When the bawd saw Night Nine appear in her bedroom, she was not surprised at all. She assumed that he was going to tell the next monarch and their chief steward that the Ninth Prince was about to leave.

"How long has Mommy been working in the Wind and Rain Tower?" Night Demon looked at her silently.

How long had she been doing it? It was as if she had been here ever since she had killed her so-called husband with her own hands. "It must have been thirty to forty years." The old procuress said bitterly.

Night Nine nodded and rolled the wheelchair over to the window. 15 opened the window and the bawd's view was extremely good. The moment she opened the window, she could see the entire building.

"That long?" Nine Night Demon leisurely said.

The old procuress's heart skipped a beat. Could it be...

Before the old procuress could understand what was going on, Night Nine turned his wheelchair around and faced her. "Have you never thought of turning the Wind and Rain Tower into your own?"

The old procuress was frightened out of her wits and knelt down. "This old servant dares not."

"Do you not dare? Or have you never thought about it?" Night Nine's eyes were shining.

"How could I not have thought, other people do not know, how could the Ninth Prince not know, that the servants were poisoned, that if they had a rebellious heart and died in a miserable way, then this servant had long run the tower, and had already treated the tower as his own home, as well as his own child. This old servant is not willing to accept this."

"Why are you unwilling?" Nine Night Demon said slowly.

"This old servant has operated the Wind and Rain Tower for dozens of years. I believe that no one is more familiar with it than this old servant." The old procuress's heart stirred, and she raised her head to look at Ninefire.

"Unless it's the Ninth Princess." Her ideas had indeed recruited many new guests for the Wind and Rain Tower, and there were even some guests who had come simply to enjoy the singing and dancing.

Night Nine's face darkened.

"No one wants to take your power."

The old procuress looked at him in surprise. Why was that?

"If the Wind and Rain Tower were to become your property, what would happen to you?" Night Nine simply went straight to the point.

The old procuress fell into a daze and muttered: "Mine?"

"Yes, you will no longer secretly send silver to the palace, and the palace will no longer provide you with talents." This person included some martial arts experts from the Wind and Rain Tower, experts who had gathered information, and the beautiful female officials who had been extorted from their families.

"This... Is that possible? " The Brothel of Wind and Rain has been in operation for hundreds of years, and many of them wanted to take possession of the place as their own. In the end, they all died a miserable death, and if the imperial family did not have the ability to control the tower, how could the tower have lasted hundreds of years?

The corners of Night Nine's mouth lifted arrogantly, "Anything is possible."