He also told the ladies waiting around him not to go near the Marquis's yard unless otherwise instructed.
Gu Nuoer sat beside the bed and looked at Ye Siming with his big eyes blinking.
"Brother Siming, lie down."
Ye Siming patted the inside and said, "Come up too."
Gu Nuoer immediately opened her dark eyes: "Together?
That won’t work!”
Ye Siming was only wearing a clean white undershirt at the moment. Under the smooth collarbone line, his solid body was vaguely visible.
He leaned on the bed, folded his arms and said, "I'm very dizzy. I just want to hold you and close my eyes to rest, just like when we were in the Demon Temple. I slept very well in those two days."
Gu Nuoer thought for a while and hesitated: "Well, but..."
Ye Siming pressed his eyebrows and interrupted her mumbling: "Headache."
When the girl saw it, she had no choice but to take off her embroidered shoes and obediently ran to the bed and lay down on her side.
There was finally a slight smile on Ye Siming's thin lips.
With just a flick of his slender palm, there was only one light left in the room.
Gu Nuoer muttered dissatisfied: "Obviously it was Brother Siming who drank so much, but now you know he feels uncomfortable, let's see if you dare next time!"
Ye Siming stretched out his arms and took her into his arms.
With his soft lover in his arms, he felt at ease.
The jealousy and emotional unhappiness that I had during the day were gone.
"I won't dare to do it next time."
Ye Siming followed her words and smiled.
Gu Nuo'er felt that his body was too hot, so she often moved back, but Ye Siming's arms were like an iron wall.
Confined, she could only toss back and forth within the confines of his arms.
Finally, a thin layer of sweat began to appear on the girl's forehead.
She simply gave up resistance.
"Gu Nuoer, there is something I want to admit."
Ye Siming didn't want to hide it from her, so he decided to tell her.
"What's up?"
"Drinking today is actually because I feel unhappy."
"Displeased?
Because of what?"
"I saw you and Ming Qi walking on the street, and they even went to eat together."
When Ye Siming said this, his voice became slightly deeper.
Gu Nuoer was startled: "So that's it?"
She laughed angrily: "Why don't you just come and ask me!"
Ye Siming looked at her with dark eyes: "I said that I love you and respect you. You are free to choose who you go out with or eat with."
"But, I just feel uncomfortable, so I have to question you because of this. I'm afraid you will hate me."
Gu Nuoer blinked her long eyelashes: "I don't know how, and even if brother Siming doesn't ask me, I will tell you."
"Actually, the reason why I took Ming Qi out of the palace that day was because..."
She told Ye Siming the ins and outs of the incident in detail.
Ye Siming listened quietly to the end, with a trace of doubt in his cold black eyes.
"Ming Qi told you that he hurt himself because the envoy from the Western Regions quarreled with him?"
Gu Nuoer nodded: "Yes."
Ye Siming's cold eyes were deep, and he sneered: "This man is lying."
Gu Nuo'er was shocked: "Brother Siming, why do you see him?"
"He accompanied Princess Natu to the banquet. To ensure the safety of everyone, no one was allowed to carry knives before entering the Shengping Hall, except for the patrolling guards."
"Ming Qi told you that he cut himself, so what did he use to cut himself?
Is it possible that you carry a dagger with you?"
Gu Nuoer was suddenly startled.
Why didn't she think of that!
"What if he wasn't injured in Shengping Hall?"
Ye Siming's eyes darkened: "That's even more impossible, because he was indeed injured and bumped into me before leaving. I smelled blood on him."
In other words, Ming Qi and Gu Nuoer's explanations were false.