Chapter 1753 The emperor wants to cut me a few swords?
Chapter 1753 �
"you……!"
Gu Yihan's sword edge was trembling.
Before they could continue talking, Bai Yi felt that his collar was being grabbed.
Ye Siming easily pulled him away, dragged him aside, and pushed him to the father-in-law Chunshou and grabbed him.
Bai Yi was shocked: "Si Ming, don't do stupid things!"
This little brat won’t want to fight the emperor!
Gu Yihan frowned in an instant.
I saw Ye Siming's long eyebrows on his temples, his black hair and his ink pupils were clear, and his handsome face was full of fearless perseverance.
He stepped forward step by step until his heart pressed against Gu Yihan's sword.
"How many swords do the emperor want to cut?"
The boy asked in a normal tone.
Gu Yihan gritted his teeth: "What do you mean?"
Ye Siming's thin eyes were deep: "I want to marry Gu Nuoer, not just talk, so before coming, I also thought that the emperor would be furious to Longting, so I was naturally ready to deal with it."
"If the emperor can cut me over twenty wounds and make you agree to our marriage, then do you want me to help you do it together?"
As he said that, he approached another inch, and the sword edge had pierced the outer cloak.
"Si Ming!"
Bai Yi was full of fear and worry. He looked at Gu Yihan anxiously: "Master, Si Ming is sometimes stubborn, and he can really do it!"
When Chunshou saw the emperor squint, he seemed to be planning to take the opportunity to kill Ye Siming.
He also panicked and said hurriedly: "Emperor, Yongye Hou has just made great contributions, and the people are all enjoying the Pingle Banquet. If something happens to Yongye Hou, it will not be the court, the people of the world, and even the princess,
It's so consent!"
Gu Yihan turned a blind eye.
He just stared at Ye Siming's eyes.
The boy was calmly facing the emperor with a strong sense of oppression, without any guilt or dodging.
He is serious.
Gu Yihan suddenly had an illusion.
It seemed that if he asked ninety-nine problems now, Ye Siming would complete them without hesitation.
In the imperial study, there was a tense sword and a tense atmosphere.
In a moment, a clanging sound rang out.
It was Gu Yihan who threw the sword in his hand to the ground.
Chunshou quickly let go of Bai Yi, bent over and picked it up, and then hid it next to him.
Gu Yihan is like a lion after being furious, especially with a strong and violent aftertaste.
He turned his back and his voice became ruthless and cold.
"Marquis Yongye, I will ask you the last time. If you give up marrying a princess, I can hand over Jin to you as the fief of your king of different surnames. Your descendants will inherit their titles from generation to generation. From now on, you will have no worries about food and clothing. You will still have to
Stick to your own opinion?”
Ye Siming raised his jaw, his eyebrows and eyes firmly looked down on him: "I have a title, but I am just a fame, so I don't want anything."
"I just want Gu Nuoer."
Gu Yihan sneered: "Ha, okay, it seems you are planning to fight me to the end."
Bai Yi hurried forward: "Emperor, last general..."
Gu Yihan suddenly raised his hand and signaled him to shut up.
At this time, Gu Yihan turned sideways slightly, looking at Ye Siming with sharp eyes.
"For one month, you are not allowed to appear in front of the princess, you are not allowed to contact her, or even ask someone to bring her a message."
"I can't believe your one-sided words, I have to ask what Nuoer means.
If you, Ye Siming, can bear it, I will consider it."
No matter how angry he was just facing or the choice of life and death, Ye Siming did not frown.
However, when he heard that it was not allowed to see Gu Nuoer for a month.
The boy couldn't help but clench his fists, his knuckles turned white, and his thin lips slightly pursed.
He understood that this was Gu Yihan's intentional harshness and test.