Qiao Guifei sent someone to fetch water to wash Gu Nuoer.

Gu Yihan took advantage of this gap to see how the frightened Old Man Qiao was doing.

It was also at this time that Gu Nuoer was sitting in front of the bronze mirror and was about to dress up when a maid's greeting came from the door—

"Hello, Mr. Hou."

"Well, is the princess awake?" Ye Siming's voice was clear.

"Wake up, Her Royal Highness is about to dress up."

Gu Nuo'er looked back quickly: "Brother Siming, come in."

The maid sideways to avoid, Ye Siming stepped in.

Gu Nuo'er said to Wan Xuan who was beside her: "Sister Wan Xuan, you go to your mother's side to help first, it's enough for me to have brother Siming here."

With a smile in her eyes, Wan Xuan said jokingly, "Then what about the princess pulling her hair, will the Marquis pull her hair?"

Ye Siming's long eyes paused slightly: "I will."

Wan Xuan naturally knew that the princess and Hou Ye were just as sweet as glue before they got married.

She put down the comb and smiled and said, "Well, if the princess needs it, call the slave again."

After Wan Xuan left, Gu Nuoer stretched out her hands towards Ye Siming: "Brother Siming, hug."

In order to save Lanlan, she was strong and brave; in front of Grandpa Tiandao, she was sober and independent.

Only here at Ye Siming, Gu Nuoer made no secret of his fear and vulnerability.

Ye Siming took two steps forward and took the girl into his arms.

Until now, hugging Ye Siming's waist and resting his head on his chest, Gu Nuo'er sighed in relief.

"It's okay, your grandmother is lucky, and in the future," Ye Siming never said anything about wishing people a long life, and he thought about it before saying, "Shou and Tian Qi."

Gu Nuoer chuckled.

She rubbed her head against his clothes.

"Of course my grandmother will live a long life and be healthy, but I'm sad about something else."

She told Ye Siming about Lanlan and Qiao Xiu's separation, including her return to Jiuzhongtian last night to save Lanlan's life.

Ye Siming's eyes gradually turned cold, and he sneered: "The so-called rules of heaven and earth are to destroy human desires, and to attribute all actions in the name of goodness to cause and effect, ridiculous immortals."

After he finished saying this, he lowered his eyes and glanced at Gu Nuo'er, and suddenly changed his words: "except you."

Gu Nuo'er couldn't help but chuckle.

"I can understand Grandpa's concerns. He represents fairness, so you can't give up punishment just because you are close to someone."

"I don't know why, I was thinking, if this happened to me..."

Before she could finish her words, Ye Siming answered coldly.

"You won't encounter such a thing. If it did, I would have lifted the Jiuzhongtian long before you could react."

Gu Nuo'er reached out to cover his mouth, however, with such a move, she found that her hair was caught by the silk thread in front of his chest!

"Ah, my hair!"

"Don't move, I'll come." Ye Siming pinched her hair with his long fingers.

Gu Nuo'er had to keep his head on his chest.

Ye Siming meticulously and patiently untied it in circles.

Looking down from his point of view, Gu Nuoer puffed out her cheeks angrily, as if thinking about how her hair could be hooked.

She is so cute, like when she finally got the candy she was thinking of when she was a child, but accidentally dropped the candy on the ground.

In Ye Siming's dark and deep thin eyes, there was a doting chuckle.

He bowed his head and kissed her lightly in her black hair.

"Whose baby is this cute? It's mine." Ye Siming asked and answered himself, actually amusing himself.

His beautiful voice came from thin lips.

Gu Nuoer was about to speak.

Gu Yihan's shouts came from the door—

"Marquis Yongye, what are you doing to Nuo'er's hair!"