Gu Nuoer blinked and watched the fifth prince leave.
The little guy can't get close to this fifth brother no matter what.
Because when she was two years old, she saw the fifth prince using a slingshot to shoot down a sparrow that was noisy for him to rest when no one was around.
Then, the prince, who usually seemed gentle and talkative, actually picked up the sparrow and threw it to the ground.
Several times in a row until the sparrows stopped flapping.
Things happened so fast that Gu Nuoer was too young at the time and had no time to stop it.
And I don’t understand that this method is called cruelty.
She was just lying behind a window, looking at it in surprise with her watery eyes open.
After the fifth prince finished, he left, leaving the body of the little sparrow behind.
He has become the low-key and cautious fifth prince again in everyone's eyes.
From then on, when Gu Nuoer saw the fifth prince, he could not help but think of the tragic death of the little sparrow.
Naturally, the little guy distanced himself from his older brother.
And the fifth prince doesn't seem to like this little sister very much, not as good as the other dozen brothers who treat Gu Nuoer.
Seeing the fifth prince leaving now, Gu Nuoer didn't react at all.
However, her dark and round eyes suddenly flashed twice.
The little guy quietly turned his head and said to the eldest prince Gu Zixiao: "Brother, if you don't believe it was me who dreamed it, then just wait and see, something will happen to the eldest sister of the Song family soon!"
Gu Zixiao frowned when he heard this and was very puzzled.
No matter how much he pressed, Gu Nuoer would never mention it.
With a childlike little face, he looked at the dishes on the table intently, and finally ran into the arms of the second prince.
The little guy "suffered both rain and dew", which made his brothers happy.
At this moment, Ye Siming, who was far away at another table, looked at the little man "hugging left and right" with his faint eyes.
He raised his thin lips and sneered.
Bai Yi, who was sitting next to Ye Siming, noticed the movement, turned his head and found that the jar of wine had almost been drunk by Ye Siming.
He was startled.
If his wife found out about this, she would definitely scold him for not taking good care of the child!
"Si Ming, stop drinking and eat more food. You drank enough today. Master Pang Pang and Master Zhu were drunk by you!" Bai Yi pointed at the tablemate, while the other two were lying down holding wine glasses.
Colleagues at the table.
At first, they just thought that Ye Siming was an outstanding young man and was valued by the emperor, so they wanted to get close to him.
Who would have thought that this little boy could drink so well!
When Mr. Zhu heard this, he raised his fat face in a daze: "I...I'm not drunk, I'm not...not drunk. Marquis Yongye...is awesome!"
Then there was a "thud" and he fell down on the table, unable to get up.
Bai Yi closed his eyes and couldn't bear to look directly.
Ye Siming had a lazy expression, and the young man had deep eyebrows. When he sat there, his aura was no worse than that of the emperor.
He tapped the table with his slender fingertips: "Old Bai, let me ask you, how many rounds do you think the eldest prince can survive under my hands?"
Bai Yi was startled and quickly looked around to make sure no one noticed them.
He panicked and scolded: "What nonsense are you talking about! The eldest prince will be the prince in the future, you still want to fight with him?"
"What are you afraid of? My rules and things I like must be mine. If others touch them, I won't be happy. If you don't want me to be unhappy, you have to win against me."
Bai Yi wondered.
What does he like? What did the eldest prince take from him?
Maybe seeing how bad Bai Yi's face was, Ye Siming smiled lowly. He patted Bai Yi on the shoulder: "It's just talk, don't be afraid. Wipe your chin, there will be vegetable juice."