Ye Siming held down his pushing hand.

The voice said calmly and calmly: "Master, keep it, otherwise Gu Nuoer will always worry about you."

The **** the side nodded: "Master, keep it, just treat it as a little greeting gift from us to Tuantuan."

Master Hao was stunned when he heard the words, he bowed his body, and almost burst into tears.

Back in the carriage.

Gu Nuo'er lightly beat her waist.

"It's hard work with kids."

Ye Siming raised his eyebrows and smiled softly, then reached out and pressed her waist.

"Are you tired just hugging the baby?"

Gu Nuo'er pouted: "Tuan Tuan is light to hold, but after a long time in one position, both arms and back are sore."

Ye Siming rubbed lightly for her, and he smiled solemnly: "Then I'll hold the child."

Gu Nuo'er subconsciously hummed.

Suddenly, she felt that something was wrong, and her face turned red.

Looking at the corners of the boy's brows, he was filled with joy.

He looked at her eyes, always hot and affectionate, and with a drowning smile.

Gu Nuo'er's black eyes sparkled with shame and anger: "Brother Siming, you've turned bad now!"

Ye Siming raised his eyebrows: "What's wrong?"

"You're talking like that to tease me!"

"What kind of words?" The young man pretended to be innocent, his thin lips clearly smiling.

Gu Nuoer wanted to repeat, but was too embarrassed to say it.

She waved Ye Siming's hand away and stopped him from massaging her.

But Ye Siming took advantage of the situation to grab her delicate fingertips, and clasped her domineering fingers tightly, just like when they came.

During the period, the teenager approached, and the black ink pupil smiled lightly.

His voice was low and pleasant, and he asked unhurriedly: "I just said the child, how do you know if I am talking about Tuantuan or our child?"

The carriage just happened to arrive outside the imperial city.

Gu Nuo'er's shy cheeks flushed.

Only then did she realize that she had been slapped by this bad wolf!

The girl pushed him lightly, with a squeamishness that was only shown to Ye Siming.

"Ignore you, I'm going home!"

She got off the carriage, and when she turned around, she found that Ye Siming had followed her down.

Usually he would watch her enter the palace before leaving.

Today is no exception.

When Gu Nuoer looked back, he stuck out his tongue and made a face.

Ye Siming raised his eyebrows and chuckled, his eyebrows were filled with love softer than the spring breeze.

After Gu Nuoer entered the palace, he also wanted to get on the carriage and go to the mountain to see the progress.

However, the moment he turned around, he saw the fifth prince standing not far away, with a serious expression and a slightly gloomy look at him.

The doting smile on Ye Siming's face gradually faded away, turning into a wolf's vigilance and calmness.

He thought that only the fifth prince was alone.

However, the stern-faced eldest prince also walked out from the corner.

This is not the end, and immediately, the second prince, the third prince, the tenth prince and the twelfth prince all appeared one after another.

Ye Siming frowned.

Don't talk about him, the princes looked at each other and saw a little surprise in each other's eyes.

The fifth prince whispered: "Didn't I just tell the eldest brother and the second brother, why are you here?"

The second prince, Gu Zitang, touched the Cuiyu wrench on his finger: "I slipped my tongue for a while, but the third brother found out."

The third prince coughed lightly: "The twelfth brother was in my medicine hall at that time, and he also heard it."

The twelfth prince's resolute and mature face also had a trace of unnaturalness: "The tenth brother came to ask me why the fifth brother wanted him to be drugged, and I said the reason."

The tenth prince's blue eyes were full of helplessness, and he smiled: "Sorry, I came here privately, but I didn't tell other brothers."

Looking at it this way, it is still reliable.

The princes looked at each other.

The eldest prince, Gu Zixiao, was the first to regain his senses and calmly said, "Don't forget, our purpose is the same, and we all want to talk to Yongye Hou."

The second prince squeezed his fist, gritted his teeth and looked in Ye Siming's direction: "Yes, talk about it!"