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The Emperor in front of him didn't like the way he looked at him. The little Nezha's hands started to itch as he stared at the black beard, seemingly deep in thought. A malicious smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. He did as he was told, his chubby little hand unceremoniously grabbed the emperor's beard and viciously pulled at it.

A child being naughty was not a crime, this could not be blamed on him!

The Emperor was in so much pain that his handsome face distorted and lost the air of an emperor. If it weren't for the fact that he was Little Nine's son and his royal grandson, he would have already had this ugly child thrown out to feed the wolves. With a few tears in his eyes, he said, ”Ugly brat, you're like your father, protecting that little fish.”

”Ai, your majesty …” When Eunuch Gao returned to his study, he saw that the high and mighty emperor had been bullied by a hairless brat who didn't even have a full set of teeth.

Hey, my little mistress, don't do such an outrageous thing, you're going to drop your head!

Eunuch Gao broke out in a cold sweat and hurried forward to help the emperor pry open the small hand that was holding onto his beard, saving little Nezha's head.

With someone helping him, the little Nezha was very angry. He glanced at Eunuch Gao, then rolled his eyes and started crying loudly.

Eunuch Gao was stunned, the young Nezha's hand stopped, and his old face turned pale with fright. Could it be that he had used too much force and caused the little prince pain? The crime of harming the royal family was huge!

”Your Majesty …” Eunuch Gao looked towards the emperor in a daze, begging for help.

”It's fine. Continue, hurry up and carry this ugly brat away.” The emperor was really in pain, the flames of rage were burning in his eyes, and on his originally calm face was an expression of disdain.

This could also be considered Nezha's ability, how could anyone else make the emperor happy? That was him.

Eunuch Gao's face gradually returned to normal after receiving the order. He stepped forward and carefully pulled Nezha's hand away, then held him in his embrace, far away from the emperor. He secretly observed the emperor's expression. It seemed that without Long Yan's wrath, the young master's life would have been saved. With a false alarm, Eunuch Gao's legs trembled and he almost kneeled on the ground. He looked at the ugly child in his arms. Ai, it was not easy to get a son with a body like the Ninth Prince's. I can't let the little master lose his life.

Eunuch Gao breaking the eunuchs is a bad guy's routine, the heart of the good for the night.

The emperor rubbed his chin where Nezha was scratching at, adjusted his twisted beard, and glared at the little demon that caused him so much pain. He turned to Gonggong and asked, ”Little Jiu took the token?”

”Reporting to the emperor, Ninth Marquis accepted it and accepted the job of managing the Storms.” Eunuch Gao replied respectfully while holding the child.

”Your majesty, this servant doesn't understand?” Eunuch Gao hesitated for a moment before asking doubtfully, ”Since you've let the Ninth Prince go, why did you drag him into this?” Didn't the Emperor always want to keep the Ninth Prince away from the struggle for power? This was the best opportunity to seek medical help in the capital. ”Why?”

”Eunuch Gao, how long have you been following me?” The Emperor didn't answer. He sat behind the desk and asked without raising his head.

There's a conspiracy! The little Nezha shivered, he was full of energy, and was excitedly waiting to listen to the emperor's scheme.