The third prince Gu Ziyao smiled coldly: "General Zhendong has always been like this. He is very arrogant and domineering based on the merits of his ancestors.
The soldiers he leads are not powerful, most of them have learned his sneaky and sneaky skills. If people's lives were not at stake this time, I would not be able to tolerate my practice of medicine to save people, otherwise I would not help."
Gu Nuoer sat between the two brothers, holding a hot teacup in her little hands, lowering her head and taking a sip.
The hot tea soup is sweet and the flavor of gardenia blooms along the tongue and flows all the way to the lungs.
Wow, so warm.
The little guy Nuonuo said: "Third brother, don't be angry. He has been tortured as he deserves. When we return to the palace later, we can tell daddy the original story."
Gu Ziyao looked at his sister and couldn't help but ask: "Nuo'er, did you really dream of that prescription?"
Gu Nuoer put down the teacup and hummed in a sweet voice: "Third brother, you don't believe me. The medicine has worked. Don't you believe that what Nuobao said is true?
It wasn't a dream. Where could I have seen it? I'm only three years old!"
After she finished speaking, she showed four fingers.
Later, I realized that I had missed one more, so I quickly took back another one.
"That's right, third child, you are too ignorant. My sister is a rare little lucky star. What's the fuss about dreaming about a mere prescription?"
After the second prince Gu Zitang finished speaking, he diligently refilled the tea for his sister.
He smiled brightly and said with a pair of peach blossom eyes: "Just next time, can you ask my sister Meng Yimeng to reveal the secret of getting rich to my brother?"
Gu Nuoer snorted: "Nobao can't dream of that!"
After saying that, she straightened out her belly and lay down directly in the carriage.
Then he rolled up the thin blanket on the side and wrapped his cute little body into a glutinous rice cake.
Gu Nuoer narrowed his eyes: "Nobao is sleepy~"
The third prince hesitated to speak, he actually wanted to take his little sister as his disciple.
If she dreams of any prescription again in the future, she should quickly let him know.
But Gu Nuoer opened her small mouth and let out a long yawn, her big eyes filled with sleepy mist.
He stretched out his hand to gently brush away the broken hair for his sister, and said in a gentle tone: "Go to sleep, my sister has worked hard today."
When the second prince Gu Zitang saw this, not to be outdone, he stretched out his hand to tug at his sister's other side of her temples.
He also pretended to be gentle: "Sleep well, Noer, brother will watch over you."
The two brothers pinched the little buns on her bun, one on the left and the other on the right. At first, the little guy just furrowed his thin eyebrows to express dissatisfaction.
Finally, he became impatient, waved his white and tender hands, and said fiercely: "Second brother, third brother, stop it!"
She held her head with two small paws, her pink face full of distress.
Gu Zitang glared at the third prince: "Third brother, let go quickly, you have messed up my sister's hair."
The third prince was not willing to be outdone: "Second brother, each other."
Gu Nuoer shrank her entire body under the quilt, hiding her little head, but unexpectedly her little buttocks was exposed.
But the carriage was quiet and moving slowly, and she fell asleep after a while.
The second prince was afraid of suffocating his sister, so he gently opened the quilt.
Gu Nuoer's little face was dotted with pink halo, like an extremely delicate porcelain doll.
Her little hands were curled like cat paws and placed next to her cheek.
The second prince gently held Gu Nuoer in his arms.