At night, the moon is faint and thin clouds linger around.
The cold palace is no better than the other palaces.
The moonlight here seems even colder.
The surrounding temples are dilapidated and depressed, making it clearer.
Gu Nuoer stood in front of a temple.
There was a brazier in front of the little guy, and there were flames burning.
She grabbed a stack of paper money in her little hand and threw it away.
Suddenly the flames rose.
The little man's black and moist eyes reflected an extremely lively light.
Behind her was Ye Siming.
The boy came with her.
Ye Siming said lightly: "The palace maid was taken to the torture room and tortured, but it was only two incense sticks to be called."
Gu Nuoer's voice was soft: "What did Concubine Yu ask her to do?"
"Let her get some needlework. Concubine Yu wanted to pretend to be crazy and sew a piece of underwear from her childhood for the emperor."
The little man pouted, a little disdainful: "Dad has grown up, and she still has to play the emotional card."
At this time, a gust of wind blew.
Roll up the ashes in the brazier.
Ye Siming reached out to block the ashes, and the flying ashes bypassed Gu Nuoer.
The young man had a faint rebellious look in his eyebrows and eyes, and the flames were pounding in his eyes, making him look even deeper.
"After this questioning, there is another unexpected gain. The little palace maid asked her to imitate the keys of the private warehouse.
But after the incident was exposed today, Gu Yongxuan lost the title of prince and took his anger on her, and the mother and son had a quarrel."
Gu Nuoer squatted down and added some paper money to the brazier.
"Hmph, she has also felt it now. It's not good to be hated by her biological son."
The little guy raised his eyes and his eyes were bright.
The slender eyelash puff fan makes a white face look more well-behaved.
"Brother Si Ming, look here, there are holes in every window. My mother said that the roof here will leak when it rains.
Grandma Huang lived in this house at that time. I really wanted to ask her if it was snowing at that time, would she be cold or not?"
Speaking of this, Gu Nuoer couldn't help but burst into tears in her watery eyes.
She rubbed her eyes with her little hands.
He asked and answered: "It must be cold, otherwise, why didn't she survive a winter snow?"
Gu Nuoer felt someone was hugging her behind her.
Ye Siming put his jaw on her small shoulder.
He would not comfort people, but he hugged the little guy from behind.
"Now you are already making trouble for her. I know that there are yellow springs and underworlds in these three realms, and she will definitely know."
A firm look surged in the little guy's eyes.
She threw all the paper money in her hand into the brazier.
The flames rolled very high in an instant.
Gu Nuoer looked at the dark room and said firmly: "Grandma Huang, don't worry, since I have me now, even if you have passed away, I will not let Concubine Yu take advantage of you!
I will definitely ask her to pay back what she owes you. This is just the beginning. I will clean up one by one of Concubine Yu and the villains in her family!"
The night wind blows softly.
It seemed as if the deceased person had brought him a gentle touch.
The little guy's soft hair was slightly blown.
Gu Nuoer sucked her little nose.
Her voice was soft and soft: "It would be great if she wasn't dead, and it would definitely hurt me!"
Ye Siming raised his eyebrows suddenly and almost subconsciously said, "I will love you too."
The little guy blinked in confusion and she looked back.
The two people looked at each other.
"Brother Si Ming, I'm talking about Grandma Huang. You love me, it's different from Grandma Huang's love!"