When Ye Siming heard this, his expression returned to coldness when he raised his eyes.
He looked at Gu Yihan who was rushing over.
The young man said in a gloomy tone: "Her hair is stuck, and I am helping her to fix it. Can't the emperor see it?"
Gu Yihan walked up to them: "Let me come!"
Ye Siming released his hands and decisively gave them to the emperor.
Gu Yihan carefully arranged his daughter's soft hair while looking sideways at Ye Siming.
He muttered dissatisfiedly: "You are not married yet, and this is Nuo'er's grandfather's house, Yong Yehou. I have to remind you to pay attention to propriety and rules!"
Ye Siming raised his eyebrows, but for Gu Nuoer's sake, he didn't open his mouth to refute.
Gu Nuoer covered her mouth and snickered, looked at Ye Siming's expression in the mirror, and then looked at her father.
Gu Yihan picked up the comb and gently took care of Gu Nuoer's dark hair as if it were a treasure.
He snorted and asked Ye Siming: "As soon as you entered the door, you went to serve the old lady to drink soup and medicine. Why are you here now?"
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Ye Siming was neither humble nor arrogant, and his tone was calm: "Grandma asked me to rest for a while."
As he spoke, he handed Gu Yihan a hairpin.
Gu Yihan took the hairpin and said coldly: "The old lady asked you to call me grandma because she was being polite to you. You are not married yet, so it is inappropriate to change your words in such a hurry! I won't allow it!"
Ye Siming handed over another pair of pearls to wear in his hair.
He said without changing his face: "I know, don't shout in front of the emperor next time."
Gu Yihan didn't react. He said "hmm" first, then suddenly raised his voice and looked towards Ye Siming.
"How dare you play this trick with me?"
Ye Siming met the emperor's eyes, showing no signs of cowardice.
He always maintained a calm and gentle tone.
"The emperor doesn't allow it, grandma allows it, and I allow it, so don't we just have to stop shouting in front of the emperor?"
Gu Yihan's breath suffocated: "You!"
Gu Nuoer hurriedly interrupted the two of them.
"Oh, daddy, do you want to comb my hair? If you and Brother Siming argue again, it will delay my visit to my grandma!"
Gu Yihan's expression suddenly became doting, and he smiled and said, "Nuo'er, just wait a minute, and daddy will get it done for you right away."
After that, he glanced at Ye Siming: "Yong Yehou, go and wait outside."
Ye Siming did not move, and only asked: "Does the emperor know how to tie and comb his hair?"
Gu Yihan was stunned for a moment: "No."
"Then I'd better stay, Your Majesty."
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Ye Siming ignored Gu Yihan's words of resistance and pointed at Gu Nuoer's hair: "Overlap these two strands together."
When Concubine Qiao came back with Wanyin and Wanxuan, she saw a rare happy scene in the house.
Gu Yihan and Ye Siming didn't quarrel!
Ye Siming was in charge of the guidance. Gu Yihan frowned, as if he felt something was wrong, but he followed his words and braided Gu Nuoer's hair.
In fact, Ye Siming himself was not a proficient person, he had only paid careful attention to it a few times.
It might have been okay if he had done it himself, but now Gu Nuoer's hair was changing its appearance under Gu Yihan's hands.
Not pretty, not ugly, just weird in some way.
Wanxuan couldn't help but said: "Your Majesty, please let me help your Majesty and the Marquis?"
Concubine Qiao smiled and waved her hand: "Let them get along like this, it's rare to be harmonious."
On the other side, Gu Nuoer held up his chin and looked into the bronze mirror with a smile.
The two most important men in her life, her father and future husband, were both by her side.
Even though her hair was as twisted as a chicken coop, Gu Nuoer still felt that this was her happiest time.