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”You said the eighth prince is inhumane?” How was this possible? He and the eighth princess clearly had a child. ” Little Fishy said in shock, even though the child was not born yet.

”The eighth princess is also an idiot. I'm very pleased.”

The reason why she didn't want him to marry her was not for her position, but for his face. But he, with the excuse that she had nothing to offer after a few years of marriage, asked her to marry him. Anger and grief filled her heart, she threw a paper to the eighth prince, left the capital in order to travel around the country and check her own business.

When she came back, she heard that the eighth princess was pregnant and had a small birth. She was curious, afraid that the eighth princess would behave badly and secretly follow her to the temple to repay her wish. When she found out that the eighth princess was still a virgin, she felt gratified but also sad.

Yan Yu wiped the corners of her eyes. ”That day, you discovered that the palace guard on my arm was just a coincidence. I would usually bring my hands with me there, but didn't expect that the eighth prince would snatch them away that day. In a moment of desperation, I had no choice but to ask.”

Little Fishy didn't say anything. She actually said the same things as the Seventh Prince had said to her when they were in private. Presumably, her request was the same thing as the Seventh Prince's.

If her foster father, Yao Meng Chen, was still alive, then there would be nothing to say. She had once hinted to Yao Meng Chen that since it wouldn't be easy for her to take in a disciple, he would help her teach him some honest-to-God skills. Unexpectedly, when Yao Meng Chen heard her words, he seriously gave them to Lu Buwei.

Although she wasn't ugly in front of a doctor, she wasn't that determined. If she couldn't resist the temptation and personally ”saved” the eighth prince, she was afraid that Little Jiu would be sensible and die for her, which wouldn't be a bad test for him. She had always thought that the eighth prince was just some kind of man who leaked out prematurely, and all he needed to do was increase his tolerance, otherwise, why would the eighth princess have such a small fortune?

”Ninth wangfei.” Yan Yu suddenly knelt down.

”I beg of you, help Little Eight so that he and the eighth wangfei can have their own blood and bones.”

Xiaoyu hurried to help her up. ”Get up. Get up. Be good. What are you kneeling for? I hate kneeling.”

Yan Yu wasn't a hypocritical person. She followed Xiaoyu's movements and stood up, ”Ninth wangfei, you agreed to my request?”

”She doesn't agree.”

The door was pushed open, and Ye Jiumei angrily looked at Yan Yu. How could she request for Little Fishy? Even if Little Fishy knew how to treat illnesses, how could she help with them, even if that person was her brother?

When Yan Yu saw Night Nine, she felt a little guilty. After all, asking Little Fishy to cure her hidden ailment was too … That one.

”Ninth Prince.” Yan Yu gave Night Nine a blessings.

”Hmph.” Night Nine turned in his wheelchair and was not greeted by her.

This was also for the sake of Night Demon, which was why she had brazenly harassed them time and time again. This was also the only way, she only hoped to get a chance to be alone with Xiaoyu, hoping that they could share this secret with each other. She didn't know why, but she always felt that Xiaoyu could save Little Eight.

”Let's go home.” Night Nine reached out his hand to Little Fishy, and in a soft voice, Twelve told her that Lu Buwei had died without even leaving a corpse behind.