Ye Siming frowned coldly, his eyes filled with anger, he raised her in front of his eyes and gritted his teeth: "Gu Nuo'er, do you want to fall to death?"
Gu Nuoer didn't seem to be afraid of falling at all, she smiled and shook her chubby hand in Ye Siming's hand.
With a "chirp", two warm little hands covered Ye Siming's cheeks.
Ye Siming:......
Gu Nuoer's watery eyes curved, full of cuteness: "It's so warm! Wow, brother Siming, your face is really cold, like ice!"
Ye Siming looked confused: "What are you doing?"
"I want to warm you up. I'm sorry to let you get on the carriage, but the wind outside is too cold. I held the heater for a long time, and it's warm now. Brother Siming, do you want a hug?"
Ye Siming's expression paused, and looking at Gu Nuoer's innocent black eyes, he couldn't help but feel his ears turn red.
How should he tell Gu Nuoer that he is not afraid of the cold at all.
"Come down, I'm not cold."
With that said, Ye Siming wanted to put Gu Nuoer down.
Gu Nuoer refused, kicking her legs wildly, and resisted: "I don't want to go down, I want to keep you warm. In order to keep myself warm, I have been holding the heater!"
Her little head came forward and said, "Look, I'm still sweating!"
Ye Siming lowered his eyes and saw that the little guy's face was as red as rouge, and the soft hair on his forehead was stuck to his temples due to sweat.
As soon as the cold wind passed, the little guy couldn't help but shake his little body.
Yesiming frowned secretly.
Such a fragile little bun must be extremely afraid of the cold.
Gu Nuoer was blinking at him when he suddenly felt the scene in front of him flicker.
In the blink of an eye, she was stuffed into his silver-gray cloak by Ye Siming.
He then walked forward slowly, half holding her between his legs.
"Then just hold her like this." The young man half frowned and said.
Gu Nuoer couldn't get the wind now, and her two warm little hands were hanging in the air.
She blinked.
Originally, I wanted to warm Brother Siming up, but why did he pick me up again?
When the queen over there saw Ye Siming and Gu Nuoer acting like this, she regarded them as children's play and smiled softly.
Queen Du warned in a gentle voice: "You walk slower, be careful of the remaining ice on the steps."
At this time, Ayun ran quickly from the carriage behind and took the initiative to help the queen: "Be careful, my dear, I will support you."
Queen Du nodded with a smile, and when she looked back, she saw that Mu Shuzhen was carrying four bags alone.
"Shu Zhen, don't be too tired. Ayun, go help her."
Ayun turned back and glanced at Mu Shuzhen, and said in a very caring tone: "Mother, what can I do? Your safety is the first priority. I will help you up the steps. Shuzhen can do it himself."
As he spoke, he gave Mu Shuzhen a warning look.
Mu Shuzhen was carrying heavy objects and did not want to have a dispute with Ayun here.
The queen came here to pray for blessings and relax, and she didn't want to cause more trouble.
Then he raised his head in the direction of the queen with difficulty, and forced a smile: "Don't worry, my lady, I used to be a rough messenger, so this thing is not tiring."
Finally, Wanyin, who was walking behind, followed her and helped her pick up a baggage.
Gu Nuoer didn't bring much clothes. After Wanyin helped Mu Shuzhen, she saw Ayun in front of her diligently serving the queen.
She was secretly wondering.
She and Wanxuan usually serve the imperial concubine together and get along harmoniously with each other.
This Ayun seemed to want to overpower Mu Shuzhen in every possible way.
Mu Shuzhen said in a very low voice to Wanyin: "Thank you."