Ye Siming heard the words, and his expression returned to indifferent when he raised his eyes.

He looked at Gu Yihan who rushed over.

The boy's tone was faint: "Her hair is hanging, I'm helping her tidy it up, can't the emperor see it?"

Gu Yihan walked up to them: "Let me come!"

Ye Siming let go of his hands and gave it to the emperor decisively.

Gu Yihan carefully arranged his daughter's soft hair while squinting at Ye Siming.

He said dissatisfiedly: "You are not married yet, this is in Nuo'er's grandfather's house, Yongye Hou, I have to remind you to pay attention to the proportions and rules!"

Ye Siming raised his eyebrows, seeing Gu Nuo'er's face, he did not open his mouth to refute.

Gu Nuo'er covered her mouth and snickered, looked at Ye Siming's expression in the mirror, and looked at her father.

Gu Yihan picked up the comb and took care of Gu Nuo'er's ink hair like a treasure.

He snorted and asked Ye Siming: "As soon as you entered the door, you went to serve the old lady and drink the soup. Why did you come here now?"

Ye Siming was neither humble nor arrogant, and his tone was calm: "Grandma let me rest for a while."

As he said that, he could hand over a hairpin to Gu Yihan.

Gu Yihan took the hairpin and said coldly, "The old lady asked you to call your grandmother, just to be polite to you. You are not married yet, so it's inappropriate to change your words in such a hurry! I won't allow it!"

Ye Siming handed over another pair of pearls to be worn in his hair.

He didn't change his face and said, "I see, I won't call in the emperor's face next time."

Gu Yihan didn't react, he first said "um", then raised his voice abruptly and looked at Ye Siming.

"How dare you play with me like this?"

Ye Siming and the emperor looked at each other, showing no signs of cowardice.

He has always maintained a calm and gentle tone.

"The emperor doesn't allow it, the grandmother allows it, and I allow it, so can't I just not shout in front of the emperor?"

Gu Yihan choked his breath: "You!"

Gu Nuo'er hurriedly interrupted the pulling between the two.

"Oh, Daddy, do you want to comb my hair? If you and Brother Siming argue again, it will delay me from visiting my grandmother!"

Gu Yihan's expression suddenly became doted, he said with a smile, "No'er wait, Daddy will fix it for you right away."

After all, he squinted at Ye Siming: "Marquis Yongye, wait outside."

Ye Siming didn't move, but asked, "Could it be that the emperor can comb his hair?"

Gu Yihan froze for a moment: "No."

"Then I'll stay, my lord."

"you…"

Ye Siming didn't care what Gu Yihan wanted to resist, he pointed at Gu Nuo'er's hair: "Overlap these two strands."

When Concubine Qiao returned with Wanyin and Wanxuan, she saw a rare happy scene in the house.

Gu Yihan and Ye Siming didn't quarrel!

Ye Siming was in charge of the guidance, Gu Yihan frowned, as if something was wrong, but he followed his words and braided Gu Nuoer's hair.

In fact, Ye Siming wasn't very familiar himself, he just paid attention to it a few times.

It might be fine if he was asked to do it himself, but now Gu Nuoer's hair is changing under Gu Yihan's hands.

It's not pretty, it's not ugly, it's just weird.

Wan Xuan couldn't help but say: "Niangniang, let the slaves help your Majesty and the Marquis?"

Concubine Qiao smiled and waved her hand: "Let them get along like this, it's rare to get along well."

In that room, Gu Nuoer held her cheeks and looked into the bronze mirror with a smile.

The two most important men in her life, her father and future husband, are by her side.

Even though her hair was tangled like a chicken coop, Gu Nuoer still felt that now was her happiest time.