Ye Siming held the little one with his left hand to prevent her from sliding down.
He carried his boots into the yard.
Such a big palace, because Concubine Mo likes to be quiet.
In addition, she doesn't trust the guards, but trusts her own agency.
Therefore, there is no one outside the hall at the moment.
Only the setting sun shines in the evening, and there is a tall flower tree in the yard.
The breeze blows, bringing with it a colorful display of fallen flowers.
The green grass is long and the small wild flowers are blooming.
Gu Nuoer nervously pressed her whole face against Ye Siming's face.
Ye Siming paused, and his ears suddenly turned red.
He glanced sideways slightly: "What are you doing?"
The little man looked back and forth with his big eyes, looking serious and alert.
"I'm observing! If a silver needle suddenly flies out, I can alert Brother Siming."
Ye Siming pursed his lips and looked very unnatural: "Then you...must be close to me?"
Gu Nuoer moved his little head away and looked at Ye Siming seriously: "Where else would I stick?"
"..." Ye Siming pointed his dark eyes and looked away: "It's up to you."
Gu Nuoer really came closer again.
When Ye Siming walked steadily towards the main hall of Liuyun Palace.
Suddenly he stepped on what looked like a raised stone slab.
At the same time, a dark "whoosh" sound came from all directions.
Ye Siming's face turned cold, he hugged Gu Nuoer's boots and jumped up.
He fell in front.
When I looked back, I saw that the place where I was standing had been shot with several crossbows.
Gu Nuoer lay on his shoulder and looked at him with watery eyes.
Ye Siming frowned: "No wonder the Eighth Prince always likes to play tricks. Concubine Mo is like this, but she is not afraid of hurting the Emperor?"
Gu Nuoer carefully held her chin with her little hand and thought for a moment.
"Well, daddy rarely comes to Concubine Mo's house. He spends most of his time with me."
Ye Siming was speechless.
Perhaps after hearing some movement, a woman came out of the hall after a while.
Wearing a large ink-colored robe, she looked like a beautiful lady walking out of a painting.
There was a bookish elegance in his eyebrows.
"Nuo'er, be good, why are you here?" Concubine Mo stretched out her hand, revealing a black jade bracelet on her wrist.
She quickly beckoned: "Come here, little mother, let me hug you."
Gu Nuoer "abandoned" Ye Siming.
She twisted her butt and got down to the ground, running towards Concubine Mo.
"Mother Concubine Mo, Nuo'er comes to see you!"
Concubine Mo held the little guy in her arms and smiled very gently.
She tapped the tip of her nose twice: "Didn't I tell you? If you want to come see me, remember to shout a few times outside the hall. There are many agencies here. What if I get hurt?"
Gu Nuoer turned to look at Ye Siming and said with a smile: "I'm not afraid, because I brought Brother Siming with me, he is very skilled!"
Concubine Mo looked at Ye Siming who was standing in the courtyard.
She rarely goes out, and this is also the first time she has officially met Ye Siming face to face in so many years.
When Concubine Mo looked at Ye Siming, her expression looked very serious.
It's like a mother examining a little boy playing with her daughter.
"Master Hou, I heard from Lan'er that you are a person with extremely high martial arts skills."
Ye Siming's eyebrows were languid and lazy: "Yes."
Concubine Mo was startled.
He just admitted it?
Don't even deny it guiltily.
Concubine Mo was speechless for a moment, and it took her a long time to say, "Come in."
She carried Gu Nuoer into the hall.
From the decorations in the palace, we can see what kind of person Mo Fei is.
The entire hall is made of cool colors, dark stone bricks, and furnishings pasted with silver.