C142 (1/2)

”Eunuch Gao, the reason I was able to leave the palace this time was because of your kindness in front of royal father.” Ye Jiumei's face turned cold. She could no longer return to that previous awkward Ninth Prince. He was now indifferent to anyone.

His tall hat was a fine one, and Fishy admired it. Although this Eunuch Gao was a servant, he was still a popular person by the emperor's side. He had lived for many years with the emperor and was still able to be pampered. If he wanted to live an easy life in the Imperial Family, he really couldn't afford to offend such a person.

”Your highness is too polite, I am only doing my duty as a servant, I am worried for the masters.” The high hat at night made the eunuch feel at ease. He smiled amiably and said, ”My lord, my princess, please!”

”Eunuch Gao, please wait a moment!” Fishy got up and pushed Nocturnal Nine back to her room to change into her formal attire.

After cleaning up, Xiaoyu pushed the wheelchair and let Xiao Hong carry the child out with her as she followed Eunuch Gao to the imperial palace in a carriage.

For some reason, the little Nezha seemed to be very excited, and his pink lips were constantly twitching. The little fish in his arms couldn't bear to watch any longer, it pinched his little nose, ”Stinky brat, if you keep slapping him like that, you won't even have a human face anymore.”

”Human form? Is my face still considered human? ” It was fine if he didn't mention it, but the mere mention of little Nezha made him angry. His face was paralyzed, and he was extremely ugly. How could he accept that his father, Yu Tian, who played the role of a village lover and viewed beauty as his life, would allow his mother to destroy the flowers of his homeland like this?

The look of disdain in his eyes made Yu Xing feel guilty, and he smiled awkwardly, ”I am doing this for your own good. If you were a fat white kid, you would be eaten like a ginseng fruit. Palace Fighting is so fierce, you know it! ”

Little Fishy gave Nezha a knowing look.

It was because he understood that his heartless wangfei had turned him into a polio! Little Nezha pouted gloomily and said harshly, ”There will be a day, a day when I'll make you stupid!”

”Don't worry, that day is too far away. You can take your time and bear with it.”

Little Fishy was not the least bit worried about his revenge, and said evilly, ”On the other hand, you, you have to pretend that your polio isn't there until you leave the Royal Family. So, you should pray that the boring struggle over the royal family will die down soon so that your parents can leave this land of conflict as soon as possible. Hehe, remember not to say anything in a while, don't let others think you're a monster and kill them. It's not easy for me to bear you! ”

No matter how good the medical skills were, the equipment couldn't keep up.

”The Ninth Prince and the Ninth Princess are here!” Eunuch Gao, who was walking right in front, had a sharp voice that startled the peace of the night.

”Come in!” After a while, the emperor's dignified voice came from the imperial study.

”Prince, Princess, after you!” Eunuch Gao led the two into the imperial study, and Xiaoyu held the child tightly. She gently pinched his buttocks to remind him of what he had previously told her.

Nezha felt pain as he unhappily stared at Little Fishy. If he could speak, he would have shouted out, ”molest!”

Even if it was his mother, she would be depressed just thinking about it. How could he have such a tender mother? In his society, such a child was still studying, but his father was not considered a wretched girl.

”This son pays respects to royal father!” Night Nine and Fishy were well-mannered, how could they know Nezha's thoughts?

”Quickly, quickly, bring my royal grandson here for me to see.” A series of three quick words was enough to prove how much the Emperor wanted to see the Night Demon's child. Without waiting for Xiaoyu to carry the child forward, the emperor threw down his dragon robe and walked towards them with large strides. His face was filled with joy.

Seeing the Emperor so hopeful, Xiaoyu was a little hesitant. If the emperor were to look at Nezha, who was pretending to be sick, what color would the dragon's face be? Night Nine relaxed more than she did, and watched the Emperor approach. As the saying goes, mother doesn't care about her son being ugly. What would happen if father saw his grandson? Disappointment, or shock?