C141 (1/2)

Since the first day of his return to the capital, the princes had come to see the Night Nine Demon couple in various ways to verify that his legs had been healed.

Other than Ye Langmei, the other princes were still considered gentle and did not engage in battle with the couple. Even so, Xiaoyu still felt a little tired. She was so busy acting with Xiaoyu that she forgot about her son. Luckily, Xiaoyong was always helping to take care of him.

”Xiaoyu, do you have something on your mind?”

She had never been quiet before. When they were together, she would never stop talking. Yet today, she had become so quiet. Was it because she was frightened by what happened just now?

A flash of killing intent appeared in Ye Jiumei's eyes. She was afraid that if she scared Little Fishy, she would quickly retract her killing intent and secretly swear to herself that she would pay the price for what happened today.

Xiaoyu stopped her anxious footsteps, squatted in front of Night Demon, and gently leaned into his embrace while shaking her head, ”I'm just a little tired, your brother is really good at tormenting people, why didn't I make an appointment to test you? All of them appeared and disappeared without a trace, making it so that no one dared to relax for even a second. Little Nine, are you tired? ”

She was so preoccupied with complaining that she had forgotten that Little Jiu, like her, had been tormented by a dozen brothers for days. His body, which was originally perfect, could endure this kind of torture.

”Little Jiu, you've lost weight!” Looking at the slightly exhausted Night Nine's face and the slight dark circles under his eyes, Fishy felt extremely pained. She held his face and kissed him, murmuring, ”I need to make up for it.”

Nine Night Demon only wanted to hang on to her. Listening to her talk about exhaustion, she patted her own leg. ”Little Fishy, come into my embrace. Close your eyes and rest.”

”Little Nine, let's go back. Little Nezha should be missing us.” Little Fishy was sitting on Night Nine's legs. Although his legs were healed, they were much weaker than most people's legs, and if she were to sit on him, perhaps he would return back to his original position. He would no longer be able to take care of her, and it would be a heavy task for him, especially now that the people around him were eyeing him covetously, and they did not have much time to recuperate.

He had always wanted to carry his beloved little fish in his arms like a normal man, so that she could sit on his lap and sleep happily with her head resting on his warm chest. But... He glanced at his own leg, but still couldn't do it.

He suddenly felt anxious. How long would he have to wait?

”Wait until your leg bones are strong, then you can hug me whatever you want. What I want is not a disposable human meat stool! ” As if seeing through his thoughts, Xiaoyu gave him a gentle kiss, then got up and pushed the wheelchair back to the palace.

When he just entered the gate of the palace, he met Doctor Lu who came to visit him.

”Esteemed wangfei …”

”It's good that you came. This King has something to do.” Nine Nights interrupted Imperial Physician Lu's greeting.

Imperial Physician Lu was slightly surprised. He then asked respectfully, ”Your Highness, what do you want me to do?”

”Go to the kitchen and have someone prepare some medicine for the wangfei to mend her body. ”Remember, you have to monitor the entire process.” With a simple sentence, the imperial physician, who was only good at treating illnesses, was forced to become a chef.

”Prince …”

Without waiting for Doctor Lu's opinion, Yu Di pushed Nine Nights back into the room. He was so shocked that he didn't know what to do. After walking for less than ten steps, Xiaoyu suddenly turned around with a polite smile and said, ”Thank you for your trouble, disciple!”

As soon as his master gave the word, he would be able to complete the mission even if he had to climb the mountain of blades and descend the sea of flames. Moreover, she even called out her disciple's name, but she didn't even call out that person's name. Lu Buwei was also a good name, but he always felt that it was not appropriate to use it. Doctor Lü threw the rules of the gentleman's kitchen away and said with a smile, ”Don't worry, Master. I will prepare an old hen to stew a thousand years' worth of ginseng for you and your highness!”

Nine Night Demon's face turned black, Lu Buwei seemed to have misunderstood his meaning, he really wanted to help Little Fishy nourish her body.

Oh, the prince dotes on Master! His master was truly blessed to have such a husband! Doctor Lü stroked his sparse cat beard and turned around to go to the kitchen of the mansion, completely ignoring Nine Niu's hesitation.

Well, no matter how he made up for it, it was still a supplement. Once he thought through this point, Night Nine had become open-minded.