When Ye Siming saw Yun Linzhou leaving, a look of confused displeasure appeared in his stern brows.
He slowly touched the sword on his waist.
Ye Nuo is a treasure he cherishes very much.
He thought the little thing was specially given to him.
It turns out that Yun Linzhou didn't get it, so he gave it to him?
For some reason, Ye Siming couldn't help but feel suffocated when he thought of this possibility.
That feeling is even more painful than when you are possessed.
It was as if someone had put his heart on the fire without any care.
Concubine Lu led Gu Nuoer and Ling Shen out of the palace.
Ling Shen was still talking to Gu Nuoer: "Brother Ye, what are you doing? Why haven't you come back for so long?"
As soon as he finished speaking, several people noticed that Ye Siming was standing in the corridor.
Gu Nuoer called in a sweet voice: "Brother Siming!"
Ye Siming's expression was slightly cold and complicated.
He pursed his thin lips several times.
Looking at the little guy's innocent and delicate face, he couldn't say what he wanted to ask.
Should he blame her?
Reluctant to part with it.
Did Gu Nuoer do something wrong?
No, Gu Nuoer is not wrong.
Some of Ye Siming's questions were answered by the voice in his heart before he could even ask them.
Gu Nuoer's watery eyes looked at Ye Siming, stunned on the spot.
She couldn't help but stepped forward and wanted to hold his hand: "Brother Siming, why are you..."
Unexpectedly, she didn't even finish her words.
Ye Siming suddenly took half a step back as if he was electrocuted.
Not to mention Gu Nuoer, even Concubine Lu and Ling Shen were stunned.
Gu Nuoer's big black eyes suddenly filled with deeper confusion and a hint of grievance.
Concubine Lu asked with concern: "Master Hou, are you feeling unwell? Do you want to rest in the palace for a while first?"
Ye Siming stared deeply for a moment and shook his head: "No need."
Even though there is a fire burning in my heart right now.
He must also exercise restraint.
You can't leave Gu Nuoer's side just because you are sad for a moment.
Thinking of this, Ye Siming was suddenly stunned.
Did he feel sad just now?
Is this what sad feels like?
Gu Nuoer looked at Ye Siming, her fair and tender face full of worry.
She didn't dare to stretch out her little hand to hold Ye Siming again.
Although Concubine Lu didn't know what happened, she quickly smoothed things over and said, "Let's go. It's not early. It won't be good if we go late."
With that said, the four of them left Qinghe Palace together.
But Ye Siming always followed Gu Nuoer one step behind.
Even if the little guy stopped to wait for him several times.
He also stopped behind her subconsciously.
There was a hint of pity in Gu Nuoer's eyes.
Why doesn’t brother Siming hold hands with her?
When the four of them arrived at the Royal Garden where the Queen held her birthday banquet.
Many people have come here.
On the queen's birthday, most of the people invited are descendants of famous families.
So there are mostly young ladies and gentlemen.
They stood together in twos and threes, chatting and laughing, so unhappy.
As soon as Concubine Lu and Ling Shen appeared, they were surrounded by other concubines talking.
Ling Ping looked up from the crowd of princes and saw Gu Nuoer and Ye Siming. He immediately squeezed through the crowd with a smile and walked towards them.
"I was just thinking about when Brother Ye and Sister Nuo'er would come."
"Brother Ye, I have a few friends over there who heard about your superb skills and want to learn a few moves from you. Look..."
Ye Siming didn't even hear what he said and interrupted coldly: "Not interested."
Ling Ping's smile froze.
Brother Ye, what happened today...
If I say I am usually a little lazy and impatient.