Chapter 1833: Be good, Ye Siming's baby is the best
Chapter 1833 �
When Gu Nuoer came back.
I found Ye Siming talking to her mothers.
In front of him were more than a dozen empty tea cups.
Gu Nuoer walked over and said, "Mom Yi, I've brought the stuff!"
The meeting gift given by Concubine Yi was a square box made of pure gold, the size of a palm.
It was heavy inside, I don't know what it was.
Concubine Yi hurriedly said, "Don't rush to open it now. This is the meeting gift we will give Si Ming together. Let him take it home and see it."
Gu Nuoer blinked her round eyes.
Si Ming…?
Yi Mother changed her words so soon?
Concubine Qiao's eyes were always smiling, and she said, "It's getting late. Nuoer, please send Si Ming out of the palace."
Ye Siming bowed and said goodbye.
Although his eyebrows and eyes were still cold, his eyes were always serious.
Gu Nuoer suddenly slapped her long eyelashes, holding the little golden box, looking at every mother present, with a satisfied smile on her face.
She became more and more curious.
What did Brother Si Ming tell his mothers?
On the palace road where he left the palace, when he walked around, Ye Siming suddenly pulled Gu Nuoer into his arms.
The next second, his head had already pressed against Gu Nuoer's neck.
Gu Nuoer smiled and subconsciously hugged him: "What's wrong with Brother Si Ming, did your mother tell you?"
Ye Siming shook his head.
"They... let me drink three pots of tea."
His voice was low in magnetic condition, but Gu Nuoer heard some helpless grievances.
The girl laughed out loud, her bright eyes were gentle: "Brother Si Ming, thank you for your hard work!"
Ye Siming raised his head, raised his cold eyebrows slightly, and in the thin black eyes, love was like burning fire, which made the young man's handsome cold and a little warmth.
"Not working hard, I'm willing to do it for you and me."
Ye Siming smiled.
Then he gently pressed Gu Nuoer's head with his hand and hugged her in his arms.
This position was as if he was comforting her.
The boy lowered his head and kissed the golden hairpin on Gu Nuoer's bun.
"Be good, baby."
A lingering love flows out from Ye Siming's doting tone.
The two hugged each other for a long time before he held Gu Nuoer's hand. They snuggled with each other, talking and laughing away.
Gu Nuoer originally wanted to give him the little gold box given to her by her mother.
Who would have thought that Ye Siming refused to ask for it?
"Mine is yours, and you can keep these they give me."
Seeing that he insisted on doing this, Gu Nuoer had no choice but to agree.
After Ye Siming left, she opened the box and took a look.
It turned out to be twenty-six deeds rolled up and placed in a gold box.
Gu Nuoer was slightly surprised.
Mothers, are you so generous?
She thought again, maybe the mothers were worried that Ye Siming and Bai's mansion would not have enough money.
That's why we secretly helped each other in the form of a meeting ceremony.
At this moment, in the pavilion, the concubines were still talking about Ye Siming.
Lan Fei has a quiet temperament: "Si Ming is really good. She looks cold-hearted, but she actually has the rules she should have."
Concubine Qiao nodded repeatedly: "Yes, he made such a great contribution, but he did not see any arrogance at all. His introverted arrogance is also a manifestation of his strength."
Queen Du smiled and said, "You are the mother-in-law who is looking at your son-in-law, and the more you look at your son-in-law, the more you feel satisfied."
"You must have helped you speak a lot of good things," said the emperor."
Concubine Qiao was tasting tea, and she glanced at her beautiful eyes and said frankly: "It's true. I have compared it repeatedly these days, and I just feel that my family has found the best husband in the world."
Concubine Yi slapped the table and was a little angry: "Why did I give birth to a son?"
How great would it be if Tang'er could find a man like this who can't make mistakes and everything is good?"
Concubine Mo's eyebrows hopped and she said lightly: "Sister Yifei, say less."
Concubine Yi's hand wearing a jade ring pressed her eyebrows, and her hair was covered with pearls and jade, and her light shines brightly.
She sighed: "What's the use of having wealth that is as rich as a country?"
Listening to Concubine Yi's sad tone, the concubines became accustomed to it, and each held the palace maid's hand and stood up and left.