Gu Nuoer's eyes were black and there was a lively light flowing.
She covered her mouth with her little hands and said secretly: "I feel relieved if Brother Si Ming is here."
Ye Siming sneered and refused to comment.
He led the little guy into the hall and passed by the family of Mr. Qiao, the Duke of Zhenguo.
Ye Siming stood upright and bowed to them.
The boy's clothes and clothes are bright today, which makes him look unrestrained and handsome, and he is above the others.
Mr. Qiao has a good impression of this young and promising marquis and especially appreciates his skills.
What's more, Bai Yi learned military tactics for a while with Mr. Qiao a long time ago.
He looked at Ye Siming as if he was looking at his half grandson.
So, he started chatting.
Ye Siming's tone of response was also calm and steady. When talking about his views, there were many other places that coincided with Mr. Qiao.
The palace servants led them to the front and near the emperor's table.
Gu Nuoer is going back to her position.
Ye Siming lowered his head and whispered to the little guy: "Go and sit down."
Gu Nuoer agreed casually, but when she turned her head, she saw a palace maid wearing a floating gauze passing by with a plate of wine.
A sweet smell of wine suddenly lingered in the tip of the little man's nose.
Gu Nuoer narrowed her eyes and was about to follow her.
Ye Siming grabbed his little hand.
She turned around and met the boy's slightly raised eyebrows. He warned him: "You can't drink."
Gu Nuoer had no choice but to pout: "Okay."
Ye Siming then let go of his hand and watched the little guy run to the side of the emperor's throne and sit down on his dragon and phoenix chair.
Gu Nuoer sat upright, but Shuishe couldn't help looking around. He stretched out his little hands from time to time and shook his eyes to greet the close concubine.
Ye Siming looked at her white and cute face and couldn't help but chuckled with his lips.
When he withdrew his gaze, he found Qiao Xiuli sitting opposite him, holding a teacup in his hand and looking at him quietly.
The deep pool-like eyes were hiding and looking.
Ye Siming was not afraid at all. He raised his eyebrows and lit the paint and looked at countless young people.
Qiao Xiuli smiled faintly and spoke first: "Yongyehou treats Nuoer as considerate as a brother. With you by her side, we may be at ease."
Ye Siming sneered: "I can do better than my own brother."
Qiao Xiuli:...
Although there is nothing wrong with the meaning of the words, why does it sound strange?
At this time, the eunuch sang: "Young Master of the Gu family, Miss Gu is here!"
The voices in the hall were like boiling, but they were silent in an instant.
They turned their heads one after another and looked at the door.
Gu Xinghan walked in front, looking like he had just sobered up, his eyes were a little drunk.
Gu Rao walked behind him with his head down, probably because he felt embarrassed and had to come.
Everyone whispered to each other—
"Why are they still in the mood to come to the emperor's birthday party? They have lost their titles. Could it be that they want to lose their lives?"
"The King of War Guang asked his two children to come, probably because he wanted to play the family card, but what he did before made the emperor so angry that he would definitely not like their family again."
Gu Xinghan faced the gazes of everyone, and laughed coldly: "Oh, everyone is here!"
The people present couldn't help but frown and cursed such a bastard in their hearts. Fortunately, they were not their own son.
Only Gu Nuoer blinked his watery eyes.
Concubine Yu didn't come?
The little guy closed his eyes and felt it for a moment before he opened his long eyelashes, and his black eyes shining like pearls.
The little face looks innocent and cute.
There are still some fun today, so wait patiently!