Chapter 757 Marquis of Yongye, why do you look at me like that?
Chapter 757 Marquis Yong Ye, why do you look at me like that?
The other princes may not be impressed.
But the eldest prince vaguely remembered when he was young.
The only time Gu Yihan took him into the cold palace.
Standing outside a dilapidated and unrecognizable house.
Gu Yihan was stunned for a long time before asking: "Mother, are you wrongly accused?"
But at that time, the cold wind was howling, the old friend had passed away for a long time, and no one could answer his doubts.
Only the flying snow in the sky whitely covered this magnificent but cold deep palace.
Kongjue knows deeply that the occurrence of everything in the world is inseparable from the word cause and effect.
I heard that King Guang tried to sneak into Beijing before but was struck by lightning.
He clasped his hands together and recited the Buddha's name: "If you do bad things, God will not be able to forgive you."
The Eighth Prince buried his head and kept fiddling with the small mechanism in his hand.
Suddenly, all I saw was a boxy mechanism that looked like a small piece of wood, and it suddenly "popped"!
Shoot out a tiny cold needle!
The direction is towards the garden.
But Gu Nuoer was still chasing butterflies back and forth in the garden.
At this moment, a cold robe corner drew an arc in the air.
In the blink of an eye, Ye Siming had already struck away the tiny silver needle with his sword.
And he also firmly protected Gu Nuoer.
The little guy just pounced on it, preparing to catch the butterfly.
Unexpectedly, Ye Siming suddenly appeared and scared the butterfly away!
However, Gu Nuoer was still very happy to see Ye Siming.
She raised her two white and tender little hands: "Brother Siming is back, hug!"
Ye Siming held Gu Nuoer in his arms with one hand.
The little guy sat on his shoulders with his little butt and held his head with his two soft little hands.
Gu Nuoer smiled with crooked eyebrows: "I am catching butterflies with my brothers."
Ye Siming looked at the Eighth Prince in the pavilion with a cold and murderous gaze.
Gu Zilan felt like a light on his back at this moment.
He stood up silently involuntarily: "What...what happened? Marquis Yongye, why do you look at me like that?"
Gu Zixiao is a martial arts practitioner and has been immersed in the battlefield for many years.
Naturally, he knew that the aura exuding from Ye Siming's body now contained the violence and killing intent of killing people.
Ye Siming asked coldly: "The princess is still playing here, how can the eighth prince mess with the traps at will and hurt people?"
Gu Zilan scratched his head and felt puzzled: "My mechanism is broken, and I'm still repairing it!"
Ye Siming bent down and picked up the silver needle he had just shot down from the ground.
He asked coldly: "Bad?"
Gu Zilan was shocked.
He quickly looked at the small hole in the small wooden block.
"The silver needle is really missing!? Why didn't I see it?"
The eldest prince was also quite surprised.
He was sitting next to Gu Zilan just now, but he didn't find such a fatal problem.
Fortunately, Ye Siming arrived in time, otherwise what would happen if Nuoer was really injured by accident?
The eldest prince immediately straightened his face and lectured: "Eighth brother, the trap is too dangerous. You are not allowed to play anymore when your sister is present!"
The eighth prince knew he had done something wrong.
He lowered his head and muttered: "Okay, I didn't mean it. It wasn't because Nuo'er said she wanted a small one, I wanted to give it to her."
Ye Siming frowned: "She is even more worried about me with such a dangerous thing."
If Gu Nuoer continued to chat, Ye Siming might not let Brother Bago give her a trap!
She quickly used her little hands to pull Ye Siming's head towards her.
With a sweet smile and a soft voice, he changed the topic: "Brother Siming, have you seen that King of Light? What does he look like? Is he bald?"