Ye Siming's body was like a shadow, so fast that it was hard to catch up with him.
I really waited for all the princes to test the difficult problems, I am afraid the sun would set.
He wants to marry Gu Nuoer, but today, no one can stop him.
However, Ye Siming had just passed by a yard.
I heard the sound of "swish" cold arrows coming from around me.
He immediately flashed to the ground.
The Eighth Prince walked out with a crossbow on his shoulders.
"Yongyehou, let's go through the barrier honestly!"
Ye Siming took a step back and a chuckle appeared on his cold face.
"It's okay to play with you every day, but I don't want to waste time today."
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He said, and suddenly flashed.
The Eighth Prince hasn't seen clearly what Ye Siming came here.
By the time he realized it, Ye Siming had already taken away the mechanism in his hand.
And it was all removed in just three seconds!
The eighth prince stared blankly at the wood all over the ground.
"Yongyehou, you...you are brute force!"
Ye Siming smiled, waved his hand and left: "I'm using my brain, thank you for your help."
He was so fast that the second prince and the eleventh prince followed behind and chased after him panting.
"Stop! Stop!"
It's so hateful. They have never practiced kung fu in normal times, so it's hard to chase after light skills.
Soon, another third prince, Kongjue and the eighth prince followed behind them.
Several brothers shouted loudly: "Yongyehou, don't run away!"
The twelfth prince and the fourteenth prince set up a net of heaven and earth, preparing to wait for Ye Siming to get around the corner, so he caught him.
However, they suddenly felt a black shadow sweeping over their heads, accompanied by a neighing of horses.
They hurriedly turned around.
But I saw Ye Siming and his war horse Xiao Hei at some point.
Skip the dust net on the ground directly!
"Chasing!" The twelfth prince and the fourteenth prince also joined the running team.
Ye Siming rode Xiao Hei and rushed directly outside Qiushui Palace.
However, there was a dull figure standing there at the entrance of the palace.
The fifth prince Gu Zichen.
His eyes were gloomy and black, and it was not easy to look at.
Ye Simingle stopped his horse and stopped in front of him.
The fifth prince said, "I'll fight with me. As long as I don't get hurt at all and lose to you again, you can go in."
Ye Siming smiled: "That's so simple?"
The fifth prince shouted: "Don't be too happy too early."
Ye Siming leaned his head and looked behind him: "Gu Nuoer, why are you coming out?"
The fifth prince was stunned, and he quickly turned his head to look.
Taking advantage of this moment, Ye Siming once again tapped his saddle and rushed into the courtyard.
The fifth prince gritted his teeth: "I've been fooled! How did you make a fraud?"
The yard was filled with dowry boxes and palace concubines.
A group of princes were blocked at the door and could not get in, so they could only keep shouting.
"Yongye Hou slipped in! Stop him!"
All of them are female relatives here.
Gu Nuoer has finished dressing up and is talking to the people around her.
Suddenly, a tall figure came in through the window.
"Gu Nuoer!" Ye Siming called.
Gu Nuoer looked up and was shocked: "Brother Si Ming?"
Concubine Qiao, Xi Po and the palace maids around were panicked.
"How can you let Yongye Hou come in!"
Ye Siming picked up the veil beside him and covered her delicate face.
Then, he decisively carried her on his back.
"Let's go." Yeshi Mingdao.
Gu Nuoer raised a corner of the veil and asked in surprise: "Where are you going?"
"Go and marry me!" Ye Siming chuckled.
He took Gu Nuoer on his back, jumped out of the window, and then went to the roof.
Leave the married man far behind.
Even if everyone's screams came, they would be thrown away by them.
The happiness at this moment belongs to them alone.
Xiao Hei ran wildly on the palace road, chasing Ye Siming's footsteps.
Ye Siming carried Gu Nuoer on his back and sat on the horse's back.
He carefully covered her veil. As soon as he arrived at the palace gate, his wedding team arrived.
The ceremonies who welcomed the bride were all sweating.
Yongye Hou ran so fast that he almost couldn't catch up.
Ye Siming held Gu Nuoer's hand and gently sent her into the Eighteen-carrying sedan chair.
Gu Nuoer quickly clenched his fingertips: "Brother Si Ming?"
She seemed a little nervous.
Ye Siming said in a calm and beautiful voice—
"I want to ride a horse to the front and lead the wedding team. Don't be nervous, I'm always not far away around you."
Gu Nuoer nodded slightly before letting go of her hand.
Ye Siming turned his horse on his back.
The ritual officer hurriedly said, "Get up the sedan chair!"
At this time, the palace concubines were each riding in a sedan chair and rushing to chase after him, and together with the princes, they rushed from the end of the palace road.