Gu Nuo'er's eyes were dark, and there was a lively light.

She put her small hand to her mouth and said secretly, "With Brother Siming here, I'm very relieved."

Ye Siming sneered, noncommittal.

He led the little guy into the hall and passed by the family of Mr. Qiao, the Duke of Zhenguo.

Ye Siming stood upright and bowed his hands to them.

Today, the young man's clothes are bright in color, and his eyebrows are handsome and handsome, and he stands above everyone else.

Mr. Qiao was very fond of this young and promising Marquis, and especially admired his skills.

What's more, Bai Yi learned the art of war with Mr. Qiao for a while long ago.

He looked at Ye Siming as if he were looking at half of his grandson.

So, they took the initiative to chat.

Ye Siming's tone of response was also calm and steady. When discussing his views, there were many things that coincided with Mr. Qiao's.

The palace staff led them to the front, close to the emperor's table.

Gu Nuo'er is going back to her place.

Ye Siming lowered his head and whispered to the little guy, "Go and sit down."

Gu Nuo'er agreed casually, but when she turned her head, she saw a palace maid wearing a floating gauze passing by with a plate of wine.

The tip of the little man's nose suddenly lingered with a sweet smell of wine.

Gu Nuo'er narrowed her eyes and just wanted to follow.

Ye Siming grabbed his little hand.

She turned her head and met the boy's slightly raised eyebrows, and he implicitly warned: "You can't drink either."

Gu Nuoer had to pout: "Okay."

Ye Siming then let go and watched the little guy run to the side of the emperor's throne and sat down on his dragon and phoenix chair.

Gu Nuo'er was sitting upright, but her water eyes couldn't help looking around. From time to time, she stretched out her small hand and winked at the concubine who was close to her.

Ye Siming looked at her white and tender face and couldn't help but chuckle.

When he looked back, he found Qiao Xiuli sitting across from him, holding a teacup in his hand, looking at him quietly.

Those deep pool-like eyes were hidden.

Ye Siming was not afraid at all, he raised his long eyebrows, and there were countless youthful spirits in his eyes.

Qiao Xiu smiled lightly, and said first: "Yong Yehou treats Nuo'er as considerate as a real brother. With you by her side, we may be able to rest assured."

Ye Siming sneered: "I can do better than my brother."

Qiao Xiu Li:  …

Although there is nothing wrong with the meaning of the words, why does it sound strange?

At this time, the **** sang: "Young Master Gu and Miss Gu are here!"

The voices of people in the hall were like boiling, and it fell silent in an instant.

They turned their heads and looked towards the door.

Gu Xinghan walked in front, looking like he had just sobered up, his eyes were still a little drunk.

Gu Rao walked behind him with her head lowered, probably because she felt ashamed and had to come again.

The crowd immediately whispered—

"How can they still have the face to come to the emperor's birthday banquet? They have already lost their titles, and they want to lose their lives."

"King Abandoned Guang let two children come. I am afraid he wanted to play the family card, but what he did before made the emperor so angry, and he will definitely not see their family again."

Gu Xinghan faced everyone's scrutiny eyes, and smiled slyly: "Oh, the big guys are really here!"

The people present couldn't help frowning, scolding such a **** in their hearts, but luckily it wasn't their own son.

Only Gu Nuo'er blinked.

Concubine Yu didn't come?

The little guy closed his eyes for a moment and then opened his long eyelashes, his black eyes shining like pearls.

The little face is pure and cute.

There are still some games to play today, so be patient!