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Chapter 664 Accepting the Eighth Prince as a Disciple

"No problem!"

Lu Dahai sighed and said: "It's okay, Your Highness, the emperor has been suffering from this disease for many years. I was afraid that you would be worried, so I never let you know about it. This time I came here and didn't stay there for a few days. I'm afraid that he was worried too much.

Something went wrong."

"Lu Dahai, you talk too much." Emperor Chengde opened his eyes forcefully, "It's really nothing, it's just an old habit."

"I'll ask Jiujiu to come over." Tang Xian said and left directly.

Lu Dahai rubbed Emperor Chengde's head and said, "Your Majesty, you see, His Highness the Seventh Prince still cares about you."

"Nonsense, how could my son not care about me?"

Soon, Fu Jiujiu was brought into the imperial tent by Tang Xian. She was holding a box in her hand. It was not big, but because she was small, it didn't seem so small compared to her.

"Princess Princess, this is..."

"Silver needle." Fu Jiujiu opened the box.

Lu Dahai saw that the needles were not short, and there were dozens of them. He suddenly thought of Xiao Naituanzi who used this thing to kill people when he was assassinated while hunting that day, and his expression became awe-inspiring.

"Princess, are you sure about this?" Lu Dahai asked tentatively.

"I don't know. It's newly made and doesn't feel good."

Lu Dahai's heart almost rose to his throat, "My princess, then... aren't you trying to practice with the emperor?"

Emperor Chengde took a breath and said, "Lu Dahai, don't be so surprised. Is it a joke that you didn't see her?"

"The needle is new, but the man is skilled."

Lu Dahai looked at Fu Jiujiu, and saw Xiaonuituanzi smiling at him.

He quickly winked at her secretly, but she couldn't laugh. The emperor had a splitting headache. She was still in the mood to laugh. Wasn't she afraid that the emperor would be unhappy?

Emperor Chengde looked at Lu Dahai's back. Lu Dahai knew him very well. Similarly, he also knew the man who had served him for half his life.

"Lu Dahai, what are you threatening and tweeting about?"

"Slave...slave...I just told the little princess to be more careful."

Fu Jiujiu knew that Lu Dahai had good intentions, "Yes, Your Majesty, Eunuch Lu is worried about you."

"What are you worried about? I've had pain before. Isn't it okay?"

Fu Jiujiu carried the brocade box and walked to Emperor Chengde. He found that he was small and could not reach Emperor Chengde's head even if he stood on tiptoe. Such effort would easily make his hands sore.

"Your Majesty, please go and lie down."

Emperor Chengde saw Xiao Naituanzi's serious look and said with a smile: "Okay."

When Fu Jiujiu inserted the first needle, Emperor Chengde took a breath due to nervousness and slight pain. Lu Dahai, standing by, was even more nervous than him, "Your Majesty, how is it?"

"Oops, Lu Dahai, shut up and don't disturb Jiu Jiu."

"Eunuch Lu, Jiujiu will not act recklessly."

One after another, Emperor Chengde's head soon became like a hedgehog. Lu Dahai looked at the thin and long silver needles, as if they were shaking three times after blowing a breath, and he did not dare to take a breath.

Fu Jiujiu closed the box and took out a sachet from his arms.

Emperor Chengde squinted his eyes, "What smells so good?"

"This is my sachet. Your Majesty, put it next to your pillow. Have a good rest. When you wake up, your head will not hurt anymore."

After Fu Jiujiu finished speaking, he put the sachet on the bed, and just as he was about to jump off, he found that Tang Xian's hand had already been stretched out.

Without thinking, she held her hand and landed safely.

"Not to mention, I... am really a little tired..."

The room was quiet, and Emperor Chengde fell asleep not long after.

Lu Dahai thought it was really amazing and gave a thumbs up to the little breast dumplings.

"Eunuch Lu, let's go out and stay for a while."

Lu Dahai nodded first, "Then...what...what should we do?"

Fu Jiujiu smiled brightly, "It's okay, I'll come in and get the needle in a moment."

Tang Xian and Fu Jiujiu came out of the tent and saw Guo Zhaoyi leading Tang Yan.

"How is the emperor?" Guo Zhaoyi asked nervously.

Tang Xian glanced at Xiaonuituanzi and said, "Jiujiu is here, everything will be fine."

"Yan'er clamored to see the emperor, so I brought him here. I heard that the emperor had a headache."

"Tweet, is the emperor okay?"

"Go back to Empress Zhaoyi, it's okay."

"Really or not?" Tang Yan pouted, "You are only much older than me, how come you are so powerful? You can even cure my father's headache?"

Fu Jiujiu nodded, "You should not be judged by appearance, haven't you heard?"

Watching the two little guys bickering, Guo Zhaoyi and Tang Xian didn't talk to each other.

"I've heard of it, I've heard of it, but you are so small, how much water can you hold, I..."

"I...why can't I move?" Tang Yan's hand was raised in the air, but could not fall down. He panicked for a moment, "Mother concubine, mother concubine, I...what's wrong with me?"

Guo Zhaoyi, a woman in the palace, saw that it was Fu Jiujiu who caused the trouble, and she also panicked, "What...what's going on? Why can't you move? Yan'er, don't mess around, what time is it, and are you still in the mood?"

joke."

Tang Yan was so wronged that he said, "Concubine, I'm really not joking, I just can't move."

"Brother Qi, Brother Qi, please help me."

Guo Zhaoyi also looked at Tang Xian, and saw a smile on his lips, "Okay, tweet, you scared Empress Zhaoyi."

After hearing this, both mother and son looked at Xiao Naituanzi, who winked playfully and took out a silver needle from Tang Yan's body.

In an instant, Tang Yan regained his ability to move.

Guo Zhaoyi felt her heart go up and down. She patted her chest, but she was not angry.

Tang Yan's eyes widened, "Wow, Xiaoniao, you are so powerful. Please teach me how to immobilize someone in one fell swoop."

Fu Jiujiu turned his back proudly and said, "I won't teach you."

"Teach me, teach me, please, in the worst case, I will call you master. Master, just accept me as your disciple. Seventh brother, seventh brother, hurry up and tell me."

Tang Xian spread his hands and said, "I can't control this. You can discuss your own matters."

"Yan'er, don't mess around."

"Mother, I'm not fooling around. I want to learn. Once I learn it, I can cure my father's headache. If Brother Qi feels uncomfortable again in the future, I can also help."

To be honest, Fu Jiujiu just wanted to tease him, but the little guy was thinking about other people, which she really didn't expect.

"Are you sure you want to learn?" Fu Jiujiu looked at her.

Tang Yan nodded solemnly, "OK, Master. Little Master, please accept me."

Fu Jiujiu felt that he still had to ask Guo Zhaoyi for his opinion.

Guo Zhaoyi felt that Tang Yan had a three-minute temper. He was a little baby after all, but not all children were like Fu Jiujiu.

"Just teach him." Tang Xian said.

"Seventh brother is the best. Master, little master, please be my disciple." Tang Yan acted so naively that people couldn't help but laugh.

Fu Jiujiu put his hands behind his back, pretending to be a master, and suddenly screamed, "Oh, it's time to take out the needle."


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