Chapter 1477 He is old and likes to order mandarin ducks
Jiang Xiaoran was stunned by the hearing: "Grandfather!"
Is he the blood of the Jiang family?
Why is the old man so cruel?
Mr. Jiang glared at him: "Shut up! How old are you older than Mr. Marquis, and you are so unpromising. You don't have to worry about you, I'll worry about you!"
Ye Siming agreed: "Look for an opportunity, I will practice him well."
Mr. Jiang immediately bowed: "Please trouble the marquis."
Ye Siming replied with a fist-holding ceremony: "It's a matter of raising hands."
Jiang Xiaoran felt that he shouldn't have appeared here.
His grandfather's grandson may be Ye Siming.
Mr. Jiang smiled with a grey beard slightly raised.
"By the way, the Marquis' family shouldn't have a relative yet, right? I have a granddaughter who is not in the capital now, but he is a famous girl with both talent and beauty in Liangzhou."
As soon as he finished saying this, Ye Siming's face looked slightly cold.
Jiang Xiaoran immediately spoke out and stopped him: "Grandfather, you are old, don't worry about the affairs of us younger generations. The banquet is about to begin, Si Ming and I will go back first."
Old Marquis Jiang waved his arm and avoided Jiang Xiaoran's hand that was being supported by him.
"The Marquis is a talented man, and he is rare in the world, and he has a good relationship with Xiao Ran. I ask you with caring questions, so please don't mind."
Ye Siming raised his jaw when he heard this.
"I won't mind, but I already have a lover in my heart. The old marquis doesn't need to bother with me."
Mr. Jiang suddenly became interested: "Oh? Whose girl is it that she can be attracted by Yongye Hou. She must be a wonderful person with a natural beauty and awesome talent, right?"
Ye Siming thought of Gu Nuoer, and a smile appeared on his lips.
His eyes also became softer, and he looked at a small yellow flower facing the autumn sun in the courtyard.
Ye Siming said calmly: "I am wishful thinking now. I have not told my feelings yet, so I cannot reveal her name to the old marquis."
"When I ask her heart in the future, I will definitely tell the world."
Jiang Xiaoran admires him very much.
Ye Siming really protects Gu Nuoer everywhere.
For her reputation, he did not mention his name.
After Mr. Jiang's words several times, he could see that Ye Siming was a person who looked young but had a decisive mind.
Jiang Xiaoranxu is a few years older than him. When compared in front of him, he is probably like an eight-year-old naughty boy!
Thinking of this, Old Marquis Jiang shook his head helplessly.
"Then I wish the marquis all his wishes come true and a good marriage with his sweetheart."
Ye Siming said thank you indifferently, and Jiang Xiaoran took him away.
The two of them were walking back to the banquet, and Jiang Xiaoran shook the fan with a dry smile.
"Don't take my grandfather's words to heart. He is old and likes to order mandarin ducks!"
Ye Siming didn't seem to care.
However, Old Marquis Jiang gave him a reminder when he said just now.
Since someone will say hello to him, then Gu Nuoer is just as young as a young man, will there be a talented young man approaching him?
As soon as the two of them walked to the entrance of the garden where the banquet was held, they heard bursts of cheers inside.
As soon as Ye Siming and Jiang Xiaoran appeared, several noble men who had been friends on weekdays surrounded him.
They laughed and said, "I can't see that His Highness the Princess has such good archery skills!"
Jiang Xiaoran stared at the beautiful skirt in the crowd, Gu Nuoer's slender and delicate figure was as beautiful as the Nine Heavens Fairy.
She pulled the bow all over, blindfolded her eyes and pointed it at the crowd.
This is a trick that has been popular recently in Miss Young Masters to pass the time.
The arrow has long been cut off, and the front end is covered with red cloth.
But if the arrow hits someone, the two of them will have to drink a glass of wine between the mandarin ducks.
Ye Siming calmly saw that Gu Nuoer was standing around him almost all the rich young men.
Although everyone is a little far apart, it seems that they are waiting for the princess to shoot him with an arrow, so as to become the emperor's son-in-law to ride on the dragon.
Ye Siming gritted his teeth, his eyes gloomy and unhappy.
Just now, he should have left a mark on Gu Nuoer's neck to avoid being missed by others.
The little guy actually played such a game to relieve boredom, but he came back a little late.