At this time, the fifth prince and the eighth prince thought about the safety of their younger sister, and turned around and turned back.

Ye Siming let go of his hand calmly and stood up together with Gu Nuoer.

The fifth prince ran to Gu Nuoer immediately: "Nuoer, are you all right?"

Gu Nuoer's long eyelashes curled up, her eyes were sparkling, with a sweet smile: "It's okay! Brother Siming is here."

The fifth prince breathed a sigh of relief and patted Ye Siming on the shoulder: "Fortunately, I have you, Lord Hou."

Ye Siming looked at the eighth prince who was out of breath, his tone was tough: "It's not safe to play this kind of thing in the palace. No matter how bad the eighth highness is, you should distinguish the occasion."

If Gu Nuo'er was injured just now, Ye Siming still doesn't know what kind of anger he will be.

The eighth prince also knew that he was in trouble.

He had lingering fears, and the trainee had nothing to say.

With a bitter face, he said, "This is the first time I have failed, and I will never take risks again. The most important thing is that my sister is fine."

After saying that, the Eighth Prince raised his eyes out of the corner of the eye and glanced at Ye Siming quietly.

The pressure of the aura of this Yongyehou is really not covered.

The Eighth Prince Gu Zilan felt that at this moment, he was pressed against his neck by a heavy weight, and he couldn't lift his head.

Gu Nuo'er stretched out her little hand and tugged at Ye Siming's sleeve from an angle where her two older brothers could not see.

At this time, Ye Siming's expression softened a little.

He said to the Eighth Prince, "It's not an example."

It happened that the palace people came to invite them, saying that the feast of fragrant flowers was about to start, and the emperor invited them back to the banquet.

A few people followed.

On a palace road separated by a small flower garden, Wan Guizhi smeared flower dew on her wrists and skirt before going out.

Just gently twist the dress, you can smell the elegant floral fragrance.

She felt very confident in her beauty.

Thinking about waiting, I will definitely be able to forge a fate with a prince.

Wan Guizhi couldn't help pulling her skirt and turned around happily.

Just as she stood still, she suddenly felt a tingling sensation in her cheeks!

Wan Guizhi followed with an "ouch".

The little palace maid who was walking by the side looked up at this moment and exclaimed, "Little Master Wan, you have a wasp on your face!"

Wan Guizhi suddenly waved back and forth like someone stepping on lightning, crying out: "Hurry up and drive me away! It stings me!"

The palace maid hurriedly went up to help, but although the wasp was shot to death by Wan Guizhi, her cheeks were already swollen and slightly red.

Wan Guizhi already felt a slight numbness in the injured area.

The little palace maid turned pale, and said with trembling lips, "According to the words of the old man in the palace, if you are stung by a bee, you may die!"

Wan Guizhi cried and roared: "Then what are you still doing, take this little master to the hospital! If you are disfigured, see how I will treat you!"

The little palace maid hurriedly led the way, and Wan Guizhi walked away crying and scolding.

The group feast she was looking forward to was ruined by such a bee!

...

Today, Qin Ling finally seized the opportunity to confront Wei Liangjue.

She followed an official surnamed Liu in a carriage, changed into the clothes of his maid and entered the palace.

Coincidentally, that maid had never met her, and seeing her miserably wandering the streets, she was willing to pay for her to eat.

When the maid heard about Qin Ling's tragic experience of being abandoned, she was filled with righteous indignation, and asked Qin Ling not to let this **** Wei Liangjue go!

So on the day of the group feast, she let Qin Ling wear her maid's clothes into the palace.

"That person ruined the rest of your life and used you. You should make it clear to him, the big deal, the jade will burn!"