Aunt Hu sighed: "So, princess, you see, my grandson is still young, how can I be willing to leave?
Although the slave knows that the empress and the princess will not treat the slave badly when they return to the palace, the slave now wants to accompany her grandson.
Just like when Her Royal Highness was a child, her servants were always by her side."
Gu Nuo'er listened and nodded silently: "Mommy, Nuo Bao understands, but Nuo Bao doesn't want you to stay and be bullied by her."
Aunt Hu smiled lovingly and touched the top of Gu Nuoer's hair as before: "Princess and Young Master Ye have supported this slave today. I believe Cuixiu will never do this again."
No matter how reluctant Gu Nuoer was, she had no choice but to respect Nanny Hu's thoughts. She pursed her lips and nodded.
"Princess and Mr. Ye will wait here for a moment. I will go and make some food for you. The princess likes sweet things, so I will make a sugar cake."
Gu Nuoer shook her little head happily and said happily: "I can taste the sugar cakes made by grandma again!"
Aunt Hu smiled, turned around and walked out shakily.
Gu Nuoer was lying on the bed, holding her chin with her little hands, looking at the sleeping baby.
The baby's skin can be broken by blows and is as red as a big apple.
Gu Nuoer couldn't help but stretched out her hand and poked his fleshy cheek.
It feels soft, like touching a ball of cotton!
Her eyes widened: "Brother Siming, come and touch it."
Ye Siming stood aside and tilted his head without interest: "I don't want to."
"Come and try, it's really soft!" The little guy grabbed Ye Siming's wrist, held his fingertips, and forced him to poke the baby's face.
After Ye Siming was forced to touch her twice, his thin lips curved into a contemptuous arc.
"Your face is softer. If you don't believe it, why don't you try pinching it?"
Gu Nuo'er was startled, and her little hand reached out to her cheek and pinched it twice.
Her skin was already delicate, and now her little face turned red.
Seeing her round, fair and cute appearance, Ye Siming couldn't help but sneer.
Only then did Gu Nuoer react: "Brother Siming, you are making fun of me!"
"You little idiot." Ye Siming crossed his arms and raised his eyebrows in mockery.
Gu Nuoer clenched her fists in anger and stepped on the bed, reaching out to pull Ye Siming's face to "revenge" herself!
However, Ye Siming hid quickly and did not go far, fearing that Gu Nuoer would fall off the bed. He moved from the left to the right and then to the middle, just so that Gu Nuoer could not catch him!
The little guy's cheeks were red with anger, and his round black eyes were full of water.
At this moment, before Gu Nuoer could succeed, the little baby on the bed started to cry loudly.
He was sleeping soundly, but someone was running and jumping next to him, which naturally woke him up.
Faced with the crying baby, Gu Nuoer and Ye Siming didn't know what to do!
"Brother Siming, please hug him quickly and give him some comfort!" Gu Nuoer urged.
Ye Siming frowned and backed away: "I don't know how to coax children."
It's more like eating children, but coaxing them? Don't even think about it.
Seeing the baby's cries getting louder and louder, Gu Nuoer called anxiously, with a delicate voice in her voice: "Brother Siming——!"
Ye Siming gritted his teeth: "Stop shouting! I'll try."
After saying that, he quickly stepped forward and picked up the baby like a sword.
Gu Nuoer waved her little hand and commanded: "Oh, don't be so rude, be gentle!"
Ye Siming suddenly and inexplicably thought of Gu Yihan teaching him how to hold Gu Nuoer at the palace banquet that day.