Gu Nuo'er's slender fingertips clenched into fists in her sleeves and quickly released them.

Resisting the grievance, he didn't cry, but his eyes looked more sparkling.

"Brother Siming," her voice choked with a hint of depression: "Aren't we good friends? Some people don't understand, why should we care about their thoughts?"

"It's very difficult for people to live in the world without being badly spoken by others behind their backs. I'm not a perfect person, and I don't care about the opinions of strangers!"

She said, trying to squeeze a smile: "So what do you mean now, we two just stop talking?"

Ye Siming didn't know why, the more he cared about Gu Nuo'er, the more he cared about everything about her.

I don't want others to say her bad, I don't want others to sully the little girl in his heart with words.

He was irritable and hated.

Why do mortals have so many rules?

How can he stand by Gu Nuo'er's side and prevent her from being slandered by others?

Ye Siming's long eyes were tightly locked, and he said deeply, "Give me some time, and I'll solve it."

Gu Nuo'er's pink lips parted slightly, she wanted to say something, but she closed her lips in the end.

There were faint tears in her eyes, but she still held on as usual on her beautiful face.

After a long time, Gu Nuoer left with a sleeve: "Then listen to brother Siming."

She passed by, first walking, and finally running with her skirt up, for fear of crying in front of Ye Siming.

The girl has her own stubbornness, and feels aggrieved and inexplicable.

She and Ye Siming have been friends since childhood, and they have long been dependent on him. Why does such a good relationship change in the eyes of others?

Ye Siming clenched his fists tightly and his jaw line tightened, so he stopped the urge to turn around to catch up with her and hold her in his arms.

He is optimistic about the country. Daqi is Gu Nuo'er's hometown, and he will not move.

Xi Li is the place where she had good memories with him, and she should keep it.

There is also a country called Jin Dynasty, which once had a war with Daqi.

Tomorrow, he will set off with his troops, defeat the Jin Dynasty, and become the emperor himself.

At that time, he is also a king, so no one will say that Gu Nuo'er is bad, right?

Ye Siming's heart was flustered and out of order.

Gu Nuoer wiped her tears and ran out of the courtyard, but collided with an acquaintance.

The other party recognized her and hurriedly asked An to make amends: "I have seen the princess, Her Royal Highness, why are you crying?"

Gu Nuo'er raised her tearful eyes and saw Qin Song in the blur.

She quickly wiped away the tears with her fingertips, and said in a heavy nasal voice, "Just now the sand caught my eye... Brother Qin, why are you here?"

Qin Song cupped his hands and replied, "I lost my waist card. Tonight happens to be my subordinate's high value. If I don't have a waist card, I'm afraid something will go wrong, so I came and played with Hou Ye."

Gu Nuoer knew that the lieutenant's waist card had half the rights in the barracks.

Qin Song should be afraid of being picked up by someone with bad intentions and come to the barracks to cause trouble.

After all, strangers can enter the barracks casually with their waist cards. The soldiers must obey orders when they see the cards.

It's tricky if you lose it.

Gu Nuo'er hurriedly said, "Then go and tell him that Brother Siming is inside."

Qin Song nodded and turned to leave.

"Brother Qin!" Gu Nuoer stopped him again, and she pointed to the small yard beside her: "When you finish talking to Brother Siming, come here to find me, I have a few words to explain."

Qin Song was stunned for a moment, and hurriedly said, "Yes."

Gu Nuo'er watched him leave, the bead hairpin in her hair made a delicate little face even more greasy.

There was a hint of sadness in his eyes.