The princess's carriage first turned to the White Mansion. Ye Siming was dressed in an elegant bamboo-colored robe today.
Wearing a jade crown, with a fair and handsome face, he really looks like a pretty scholar.
Gu Nuo'er was lying on the window, laughing and waving her little hands: "Brother Siming, you are so beautiful~"
Ye Siming got into the carriage and ignored her laughter.
Instead, he took out an oil paper bag from his sleeve, pretending to be cold and said: "Mrs. Bai made it, take it and eat it."
Gu Nuoer opened it curiously and saw two sugar cookies in the oil paper bag!
The little guy blinked in confusion: "Aunt Bai made it? But why is it blurred?"
Ye Siming's face flashed unnaturally: "I don't know, maybe it's because the fire is too strong."
Did he stretch out his slender fingers to peel off the dark sugar cake coat for Gu Nuoer: "You can eat it inside, eat it quickly to fill your stomach, otherwise you will be hungry later, no one will care about you, General Bai won't let you
I kill sparrows in the Chinese Academy of Sciences."
Gu Nuoer blinked her moist and bright eyes.
She really wanted to tell Ye Siming that there was a dining room in the Chinese Academy of Sciences.
But considering that Aunt Bai made it, she had better taste it first before talking.
The little guy took Ye Siming's hand, opened his mouth, and took a bite.
Ye Siming looked at her nervously and asked, "How does it taste?"
The taste...is weird.
It seemed sweet, but also like uncooked dough. It was so tough that it hurt her two rows of little teeth.
But facing Ye Siming's probing eyes, she nodded silently: "It's a bit delicious."
Ye Siming suddenly raised his eyebrows slightly and raised his thin lips in an arc.
It seems that the so-called sugar cake is not that difficult to learn.
It's no secret that he spent the whole morning studying in the kitchen.
But why doesn't this little guy have the same happy expression on his face as he did last time when he ate the sugar cake made by Grandma Hu?
Could it be that the sugar cookies he made were missing some flavor?
Ye Siming held up the remaining sugar cake: "Try another bite?"
Before Gu Nuoer chewed the food in her mouth, she shook her little head like a rattle: "No, no, no, Nobao, please don't do it again."
Ye Siming frowned suspiciously, just as the carriage stopped at this moment.
The coachman lifted the curtain: "Princess, the Chinese Academy of Traditional Chinese Medicine has arrived."
Ye Siming remained the same and got off the carriage on his own. Then, he grabbed Gu Nuoer's collar and slowly lifted her off.
Suddenly there was a chuckle from all around.
Ye Siming frowned and looked, he saw a young man dressed like a dandy.
He pointed at Ye Siming and Gu Nuoer and said to his friend: "This is the first time I have seen such a rude way.
Our school is declining year by year, and people with or without quality can come in to study."
The dandy's friends laughed loudly on the sidelines.
Halfway through laughing, the person who had laughed the loudest felt something hit him on the forehead.
What followed was a sharp pain, as if someone had pinched me.
At the same time, a stone fell to the ground with two clatters.
He touched his forehead and cursed angrily: "Who hit me!?"
Ye Siming looked at him coldly: "I beat him."
"Good boy, I've been saying a few words to you, but you're still not convinced and you're throwing stones at me? Why, which family are you a young master from? If you have the ability, tell me by name.
If you have no quality, you have no quality, and if you are poor, you are poor! See what I tell you later, Master, so that you can't even go to school!"
Ye Siming looked at him intently, until he looked at him with fear in his heart.