Chapter 663 Accepting the Eighth Prince as a Disciple
"No problem!"

Lu Dahai sighed and said: "It's all right, Your Highness, the Emperor has been sick for many years, I was afraid that you would worry, and I didn't let you know, this time I came here, and I didn't stop for a few days, I'm afraid it's because I'm overthinking, Mr. 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 call Jiujiu over." Tang Xian left straight away after speaking.

Lu Dahai rubbed his head for Emperor Chengde, and said: "Your Majesty, look, His Royal Highness the Seventh Prince still cares about you."

"Nonsense, my son, why doesn't he 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, compared with her, she didn't seem so small.

"Princess, this is..."

"Silver needle." Fu Jiujiu opened the box.

When Lu Dahai saw that the needles were not short, and there were dozens of them, he suddenly remembered that when he was hunting and was assassinated that day, Xiao Nai Tuanzi also used this thing to kill people, and his face became more awed.

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

"I don't know, it's newly made, and it doesn't feel good to the touch."

Lu Dahai's heart was almost in his throat, "My princess, then...then, aren't you practicing with the emperor?"

Emperor Chengde took a breath, "Lu Dahai, don't be surprised there, are you kidding if you didn't see her?"

"Needles are new, but people are skilled."

Lu Dahai looked at Fu Jiujiu, but saw Xiaonaituanzi smiling at him.

He hurriedly winked at her secretly, but you can't laugh, the emperor has a splitting headache, and she is still in the mood to smile, isn't he afraid that the emperor will 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 half his life.

"Lu Dahai, why are you scaring and chirping?"

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

Fu Jiujiu knew that Lu Dahai had good intentions, "That's right, Your Majesty, Eunuch Lu is worried about you."

"What are you worried about? It hurts before, isn't it all right?"

Fu Jiujiu walked up to Emperor Chengde with the brocade box, and found that he was so small that he couldn't reach Emperor Chengde's head even if he stood on tiptoe.

"Your Majesty, go and lie down."

Emperor Chengde saw the serious look of Xiaonaituanzi, and said with a smile: "Okay."

When Fu Jiujiu injected the first needle, Emperor Chengde took a breath because of nervousness and a little pain, while Lu Dahai was even more nervous than him, "Your Majesty, how are you?"

"Oh, long-winded, Lu Dahai, shut up and don't disturb Jiujiu."

"Eunuch Lu, Jiujiu won't mess around."

One after another, Emperor Chengde's head soon looked like a hedgehog. Lu Dahai looked at the thin and long silver needles, as if they would shake three times with one breath, and he didn't dare to breathe.

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

Emperor Chengde narrowed his eyes, "What is so fragrant?"

"It's my sachet, Your Majesty, put it next to your pillow. You can take a good rest for a while, and when you wake up, your head won't hurt."

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

Without thinking about it, she held her hand and landed safely.

"Not to mention, I... I'm really tired..."

The room was quiet, and after a while, Emperor Chengde fell asleep.

Lu Dahai felt that he was really amazing, and gave the little milk dumpling a thumbs up.

"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 and said, "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 Xiaonaituanzi, "With Jiujiu here, everything will be fine."

"Yan'er was clamoring to see the emperor. I brought him here, and I heard that the emperor had a headache."

"Jiujiu, is the emperor alright?"

"Go back to Lady Zhaoyi, it's fine."

"Really?" Tang Yan pouted, "You are only so much older than me, why are you so powerful? Even my father's headache can be cured?"

Fu Jiujiu nodded, "You can't judge by appearance, haven't you heard of it?"

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

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

"I...why can't I move?" Tang Yan raised his hand in the air, but couldn't let it fall. He panicked for a moment, "Mother Concubine, Mother Concubine, I... what's wrong with me?"

Guo Zhaoyi, a woman in the deep palace, saw that it was Fu Jiujiu's tricks, and she panicked, "What...what's the matter? Why can't you move? Yan'er, don't mess around, what time is it, and I'm still in the mood joke."

Tang Yan died of grievance, "Mother, I'm really not kidding, I just can't move."

"Seventh Brother, Seventh Brother, save me quickly."

Guo Zhaoyi also looked at Tang Xian, only to see a smile on his lips, "Okay Jiujiu, you scared Madam Zhaoyi."

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

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

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

Tang Yan's eyes widened, "Wow, little bird, you are really amazing, teach me quickly, teach me how to immobilize a person in one fell swoop."

Fu Jiujiu turned her back arrogantly, "I won't teach."

"Tell me, please, I beg you, at worst I will call you master, master, you just accept me as an apprentice, brother seven, brother seven, hurry up and tell me."

Tang Xian spread his hands, "I can't control this, you can discuss your own affairs."

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

"Mother and Concubine, I'm not messing around. I want to learn too. If I learn it, I can cure my father's headache. In the future, if Brother Seven feels unwell again, I can help."

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

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

Tang Yan nodded heavily, "Sure, master. Little master, please accept me."

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

Guo Zhaoyi felt that Tang Yan had a 3-minute temper. After all, he was a baby, but not all children were like Fu Jiujiu.

"Just teach him." Tang Xian said.

"Seventh brother is the best, master, little master, please accept my apprentice's worship." Tang Yan acted naively, which made people laugh.

Fu Jiujiu put his hands behind his back and put on the look of a master, when he suddenly yelled badly, "Oh, it's time to get the needle."

(End of this chapter)

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