Chapter 1103 Shen'er Wants to Be Someone Like Brother Siming
Chapter 1103 Shen'er also wants to be a person like Brother Si Ming
Gu Nuoer also pursed her lips and smiled sweetly.
Her pink and tender face was full of obedience: "Brother Shen'er, I'm right, Brother Si Ming is super good!"
Ling Shen nodded repeatedly.
Ye Siming neatly put on his outer clothes and tied his belt.
Then, he carried Ling Shen's collar and said, "Let's go, I'll send you there now."
Ling Shen was grabbed by him like a little chick.
He blinked: "Brother Ye, it's still early to go now."
Of course, Ye Siming didn't want to leave Gu Nuoer for too long.
Then he said coldly: "Since you need to go to class, go to work hard as soon as possible."
He walked to the door with Ling Shen, and did not forget to turn around and look at the cute little guy with a bright smile.
"Wait for me to come back." Ye Siming's voice softened a little.
Gu Nuoer waved his hand obediently: "Go and go."
Today, because Ling Shen wanted Ye Siming to send him away.
So he eliminated the group of palace servants who had been following him before.
Now he and Ye Siming are the only ones walking on the palace road.
Ling Shen is young and is walking slowly. Although Ye Siming is impatient, he just frowned slightly.
"Brother Ye, Shen'er wants to be as powerful as you in the future!"
"You know martial arts again, and you know a lot!"
Ling Shen said, and waved his small fists twice.
The little body, who is only three years old, almost fell down due to unstable center of gravity.
Ye Siming took the collar and avoided falling.
Even so, Ling Shen sprained his little foot.
Although it was not serious, the pain at that moment still made his eyes gradually wet.
The fleshy face was suddenly filled with grievances.
Seeing this, Ye Siming raised his thin lips and raised his eyebrows and sneered.
"To be the same person as me, you must first learn not to cry."
"You will cry after sprain your ankle. How can you learn martial arts in the future? You should just die of your heart."
Ling Shen heard the words and hurriedly wiped away tears with his little hands.
"Shen'er doesn't cry! A man stands tall and does not cry easily."
He bulged his face, fought against his grievances, and forced his tears back.
When Ye Siming saw this little look, he couldn't help but raise his eyebrows.
It's a bit like Gu Nuoer's stubbornness.
Gu Nuoer, waiting for Ye Siming and Ling Shen to leave.
She walked with her feet and planned to find Concubine Lu.
"The beautiful lady must be delicious!" The little guy thought of the food, and licked his lips with his pink tongue.
A pair of bright water eyes shone with clear waves.
As soon as Gu Nuoer walked to the main hall where Concubine Lu lived, he saw Qianhong coming out with a group of palace maids.
Qianhong frowned slightly and was tilting his head to scold a palace maid.
Gu Nuoer's body was agile and hid behind a big tree.
She quietly eavesdropped on what Qianhong was saying.
As Qianhong approached with the palace maids, her voice gradually came-
"Su Lu, the Empress usually treats the palace ladies generously, but this is not your reason to be presumptuous."
"You know that every time you worship the late emperor, the Empress never competes with the Empress, why did you urge the Empress to go?"
The palace maid named Su Lu felt a little aggrieved and said, "The queen is sick now, so she will definitely not be able to worship the late emperor."
"I feel sorry for our Empress, so I proposed to the Empress."
Qianhong shook his head seriously: "I am willing to do something wrong, and the Empress rarely shows the limelight, just because she is afraid that others will accuse Your Majesty of being too fond of her because of her."
"You must remember that this kind of thing is not allowed to be mentioned again in the future!"