Chapter 1701 The story of Princess Marquis falling in love spreads all over the world
Chapter 1701???? The story of the princess and marquis falling in love spreads all over the world
At this time, a slender, white and tender hand pressed the back of his hand.
"I'll help you."
Gu Nuoer's wet feet stood beside Ye Siming on his shoes.
Ye Siming's deep eyes ignited the love of sparks.
He allowed Gu Nuoer to take off the white towel.
Then, the girl in front of her blinked her long eyelashes and rubbed her cheeks seriously and gently.
She didn't shy away from those bloodstains.
There is no disgust or fear in my eyes.
Ye Siming's throat moved slightly, and his voice was a little dull at some time.
"Gu Nuoer, after dawn tomorrow, Jin State will be ours."
When he said this, his dark pupils were bright.
Gu Nuoer smiled brightly at him, her face was innocent and delicate.
"Brother Si Ming, I actually knew you would win a long time ago."
Ye Siming couldn't help but stretch out his hand and hugged her thin waist.
Then, he put his head on her shoulder.
He pressed down a little bit of gravity from his body, and Gu Nuoer barely held it.
"Thank you to follow me all the way."
Ye Si breathed lightly and blew lightly, blooming in Gu Nuoer's ears, like the murmur of a lover.
"I will take you to Kyoto tomorrow morning, and they will be able to pack up the palace tonight."
"What kind of life do you live in Qi State? I will also provide you with no money here."
Gu Nuoer couldn't help but laugh.
"Brother Si Ming, why do you say that? We are not going back."
After saying this, she was also stunned.
I recalled what Qiao Xiuli said in my mind that Ye Siming wanted to become king.
Gu Nuoer thinks this is very unlikely.
Because Ye Siming has always respected her opinions.
If she was going home, he wouldn't stop him.
Thinking of this, Gu Nuoer became even more curious.
She distanced the two of them and blinked her round eyes and looked at Ye Siming.
"Brother Si Ming, didn't you say that you would tell me if you have something to do when you come back from the victory?"
"What's the matter?"
Ye Siming raised his eyebrows, smiled with thin lips, but said, "I can't tell you now."
"I'll tell you again after entering Kyoto."
Gu Nuoer pouted: "Why are you still keeping me..."
However, she couldn't wait.
I remembered what Li Xingzu asked her to forward.
Gu Nuoer took out a small square box from her sleeve and stuffed it into Ye Siming's hand.
And told him the origin of the snow lotus.
"The locals believe that those who eat snow lotus will make a wish in their hearts and make a wish!"
"Brother Si Ming, what do you want?"
Gu Nuoer's big eyes were black and shining with water.
Ye Siming glanced at the box in his hand: "Wish?"
He raised his head, looked at Gu Nuoer with long eyes, and was silent for a while.
In a moment, Ye Siming raised his eyebrows, his eyes dark and bright.
He chuckled and said, "You can collect it for me first, and then ask you for it after I have figured it out."
Afterwards, Ye Siming saw Gu Nuoer fall asleep before leaving.
Although Ye Siming strictly manages his subordinates on weekdays.
But the story of the marquis holding the princess all the way spread among the soldiers.
It's just that they are muttering privately, and no one dares to mention it on the surface.
"You guys say that our marquis won't be the prince consort in the future, right?
!”
"I dare not talk about this casually, but I think the princess is interested. Otherwise, she would come all the way, is it really going to be with us?"
"I think so too. Eighty percentiles are the princess, so he is worried about our marquis."
"But you also know that the Marquis protects the princess and takes care of him like his eyes. This should be because King Xiang has the affectionate goddess and the intention!"
Several guys discussed while cutting vegetables.
Until a deep cough came from behind.
They were so scared that they quickly dropped the kitchen knife and looked back.
The fourteenth prince looked around and lifted the curtain inside.
The tall figure and the unsmiling cold face make people feel extremely oppressed.