Tyrant Daddy’s Petite Bag

Ye Siming carried Gu Nuoer into the pavilion.

Putting her on the stone bench, the space, the first prince and the eighth prince handed a cup of tea to the younger sister at the same time.

Three cups of tea appeared in front of them at the same time, and the brothers looked at each other.

Kongjue lowered his eyes and said lightly, "Amitabha, Nuo'er drink mine, it's been drying for a long time."

The eldest prince coughed lightly and said, "Drink my cup, I just let the palace servants put honey water."

The eighth prince waved his hand: "Sister, this is my first cup of rolling tea. It tastes strong and dry, can you try it?"

Who knows, at this time, Ye Siming crouched down beside Gu Nuoer and took out a packet of candy from his sleeve.

"Bring it for you." The young man's eyebrows loosened, with a condoning frivolity.

Gu Nuo'er stretched out her pink fingertips to take it, her lips slightly opened: "Wow!"

"Brothers, I don't drink tea anymore, I want candy!"

She picked a small piece and put it in her mouth.

Sweet.

Brother Siming is so kind to her!

To pick up the king of the buttocks, and know to bring her candy.

Thinking of this, the little guy blinked his eyelashes curiously.

"Brother Siming, you haven't said yet, is King Guang bald?"

Ye Siming sneered: "It's King Guang, not light."

Gu Nuo'er pouted: "Oh... Then, he is not bald like Seventh Brother?"

Kongjue was stunned for a moment, and he put his hands together and said, "I'm shaved, not bald, sister."

The little guy felt very disappointed and snorted: "It's not fun."

The eldest prince smiled and said, "How could Nuoer think he's bald?"

"I heard what Uncle Yu Shi said!"

"What did he say."

"He said that some people do too much bad things, and the hair on their heads will fall out, and it is immoral to have no hair!"

Everyone was stunned.

Zhang Yushi was so outspoken that even their little sister knew about it.

The eldest prince said: "If there is a chance, we will know when we see this uncle."

The eighth prince looked at Ye Siming: "Didn't you just meet Yong Yehou, what do you think of him? I heard that he brought Concubine Yu back?"

Ye Siming patted the petals glued to Gu Nuo'er's shoe.

His tone was flat, and after thinking for a while, he said, "Mother and son both look timid."

"timid?"

Ye Siming nodded: "I just pulled out my sword, Concubine Yu was stunned, King Guang cried in fright, and his two children hugged each other and trembled."

"..." The three princes were ashamed.

The eighth prince Gu Zilan laughed dryly: "So why are you drawing your sword?"

Ye Siming looked at him like a fool.

"The emperor ordered me to give his mother and son a dismount, and I drew my sword, naturally I wanted to kill his horse, right?"

"..." The princes were stunned.

It seems that something is wrong, but I can't say the reason for the rebuttal.

On the contrary, Gu Nuo'er blinked Shui Lingling's eyes and clapped her hands: "Brother Siming, you are amazing!"

Ye Siming raised his thin lips and reached out to touch the little man's head.

His little things really gravitate toward him the most.

When a few people sit in the pavilion and drink tea together.

The eldest prince asked, "Where are they arranged to live?"

Ye Siming said lightly: "The emperor only asked me to take them to the Zhuyou Hall in the palace, maybe there."

Zhuyou Hall is located in the northernmost part of the entire palace, next to the cold palace.

Gu Yihan did this to express a deep warning and dissatisfaction for what the two mothers and sons did back then.

If there are people who know each other, I am afraid they will not make a special trip to get in trouble.

It's a pity that Concubine Yu is simply a personality that can't be idle.