When Ye Siming heard this, his face had returned to his coldness when he raised his eyes.
He looked at Gu Yihan rushing towards him.
The boy said in a quiet tone: "She has her hair caught up, I'm helping her to sort it out. Can't the emperor see it?"
Gu Yihan walked up to them: "Let me come!"
Ye Siming let go of his hands and decisively gave it to the emperor.
Gu Yihan carefully sorted out his daughter's soft hair while looking at Ye Siming.
He murmured dissatisfiedly: "You are not married yet. This is in Nuoer's grandfather's family, Yongyehou. I have to remind you to pay attention to your sense of duty and rules!"
Ye Siming raised his eyebrows, and for Gu Nuoer's sake, he did not refute.
Gu Nuoer covered her mouth and laughed secretly, looked at Ye Siming's expression from the mirror, and then looked at her father.
Gu Yihan picked up the comb and gently took care of Gu Nuoer's ink hair as if he was treating a treasure.
He snorted coldly and asked Ye Siming: "As soon as you enter the door, you go to serve the old lady to drink the medicine. Why are you running over now?"
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Ye Siming was neither humble nor arrogant, and his tone was calm: "Grandma, let me rest for a moment."
As he said, he could hand over a hairpin to Gu Yihan.
Gu Yihan took the hairpin and said coldly: "The old lady asked you to call you grandmother, you are polite to you. You are not married yet. It is inappropriate to change your words in such a hurry! I don't allow it!"
Ye Siming handed over another pair of pearls to wear between his hair.
He said without changing his face: "I understand, I won't shout in front of the emperor next time."
Gu Yihan didn't react. He first said "um" and then suddenly raised his tone and looked at Ye Siming.
"How dare you play with me to disobey this trick?"
Ye Siming and the emperor looked at each other, and there was no cowardice.
He kept a calm and gentle tone.
"The emperor does not allow it, grandmother allows it, and I also allow it, so don't you just shout in front of the emperor?"
Gu Yihan's breath was suffocated: "You!"
Gu Nuoer hurriedly interrupted the two of them.
"Oh, Dad, do you want to comb my hair? If you and Brother Si Ming quarrel again, it will delay me from visiting my grandmother!"
Gu Yihan's expression suddenly became doting. He smiled and said, "Wait No. 9, Daddy will do it for you right away."
After saying that, he glanced at Ye Siming: "Yongyehou, go outside and wait."
Ye Siming did not move and asked, "Can the emperor tie his hair and comb his hair?"
Gu Yihan was stunned for a moment: "No."
"Then I'll stay, Pope."
"you……"
Ye Siming ignored Gu Yihan's words of resistance, he pointed at Gu Nuoer's hair: "Press these two strands together."
When Concubine Qiao brought Wanyin and Wanxuan back, she saw a rare scene inside the house.
Gu Yihan and Ye Siming did not quarrel!
Ye Siming was in charge of the guidance, and Gu Yihan frowned, as if he felt something was wrong, but he followed his words and made up the hair for Gu Nuoer.
In fact, Ye Siming himself is not very familiar, he has just paid attention to it a few times.
If he had to do it himself, it might be fine, but now Gu Nuoer's hair is changing under Gu Yihan's hands.
It's not good-looking, it's not ugly, it's just something weird.
Wanxuan couldn't help but say, "Empress, let me help His Majesty and the Marquis?"
Concubine Qiao smiled and waved her hand: "Let them get along like this, it's rare to be harmonious."
In the room, Gu Nuoer held his chin and looked in the bronze mirror with a smile.
The two most important men in her life - her father and her future husband, were by her side.
Even though her hair was tied like a chicken coop, Gu Nuoer still felt that now was her happiest time.