Chapter 1062 It doesn't matter if you break my skirt
Chapter 1062 It doesn’t matter if you break my skirt
Gu Nuoer hugged Ye Siming's arm tightly.
A pair of bright eyes said: "Sister Qianhong, this is my brother Siming! My father asked him to accompany me to Xili!"
The corner of Qianhong's mouth twitched slightly.
Come to Xili Country to play?
The emperor of Da Qi has such a big heart.
Qianhong reset her expression and smiled enthusiastically.
"I see. If the empress knew this, she would be very happy. You two, please follow me back to Qinghe Palace."
On the way back, Qian Hong walked in front.
Gu Nuoer's little hand was held by Ye Siming, and they were side by side.
Because he was there, the little guy jumped up and down with his little feet, looking very happy.
But Ye Siming had a pair of cold eyes, not squinting.
"Your Highness, are you a prince?" After all, he couldn't help but ask.
Gu Nuoer raised his head and didn't notice anything. He smiled and said, "Yes!"
"Brother Shen'er is very well-behaved and very cute! If brother Siming sees him later, he will definitely like him too."
Ye Siming didn't even think about it and subconsciously replied: "I don't like it."
The little guy blinked.
Ye Siming's tone was cold, his eyes dark and alienated: "His father, Ling Tianyin, sent someone to arrest you."
"I don't like their whole family."
If he hadn't returned in time, it would have taken him several days to catch up with the little guy.
After hearing this, Gu Nuoer hugged Ye Siming's arm with her two little hands.
She shook her head coquettishly: "Brother Siming, don't be angry with the people here."
"Nobao promises you that when we leave, we will all be our own people here!"
Ye Siming pursed his thin lips into a thin line.
Could it be that His Highness will eventually become one of our own?
The young man thought of this and snorted coldly.
He wanted to see what this so-called His Highness was capable of.
Gu Nuoer knew that Ye Siming was unhappy, so he just used his trump card.
"Brother Siming, give me a hug."
Yesi Mingwei hesitated a little.
He lowered his eyes, looked at the little guy and said: "The attack just now... was a bit harsh, some people were injured, and there is blood on my right hand, which will stain your clothes."
When the young man said this, he had a normally unruly look on his face.
At this moment, there was only a calmness of admitting his mistake.
Gu Nuoer blinked her watery eyes.
She put her little head on Ye Siming's arm and looked up at him obediently.
Those big grape eyes were full of dependence on Ye Siming.
"Brother Siming, if it's you, it's okay."
"I don't mind if you stain my skirt easily, and I don't mind if your hands are dirty."
"If it's you, anything will be fine."
"So, how about a hug?" The little guy puffed up his cheeks and fluttered his eyelashes.
She is so well-behaved that she longs for people to hold her in their arms and love her.
Ye Siming didn't know what he thought of, but his ears turned red!
He held the little guy in his arms.
I'm afraid that she will notice the changes in herself.
Fortunately, Qinghe Palace arrived soon.
Ling Shen stood guard at the door, looking forward to it.
Seeing Gu Nuo'er's figure, he suddenly shouted with joy and softness: "Mother concubine, sister Nuo'er is back, and she has brought a big brother!"
Concubine Lu hurriedly put down her books and walked out quickly.
Behind Qian Hong, the young man holding Gu Nuo'er was seen, his features and eyes were the same as before, with a hint of indifference and a hint of arrogance.
It's him!
Concubine Lu could never forget the time when she was let go by him.
When he mentioned Gu Nuo'er, his eyes suddenly burst into laughter and warmth.
She hurriedly greeted him: "Is this Yong Yehou of Da Qi Kingdom?"