Tyrant Daddy’s Petite Bag

When Steward Chang left, he closed the door.

He also explained to the ladies who were serving around him that he should not approach the yard of the lord without special instructions.

Gu Nuo'er sat beside the bed and blinked at Ye Siming with big eyes.

"Brother Siming, lie down."

Ye Siming patted the inside: "You come up too."

Gu Nuo'er immediately opened her black eyes: "Together? That won't work!"

Ye Siming was only wearing a clean white undershirt at the moment, and under the smooth line of his collarbone, there was a faintly visible solid body.

He leaned against the bed and folded his arms and said, "I'm very dizzy, I just want to hold you and close my eyes to rest, just like when we were in the Temple of the Demon God, I slept well those two days."

Gu Nuo'er thought for a while and hesitated: "Well, but..."

Ye Siming pressed his eyebrows and interrupted her muttering: "Headache."

When the girl saw it, she had to take off her embroidered shoes and obediently ran to the side of the bed to lie down.

Ye Siming finally had a slight smile on his thin lips.

With just a flick of his slender palm, there was only one lamp left in the room.

Gu Nuoer muttered dissatisfiedly: "It's obviously that Brother Siming drank so much alcohol, now I know it's uncomfortable, let's see if you dare next time!"

Ye Siming stretched out his arms and took her into his arms.

With a soft lover in his arms, he felt at ease.

The vinegar and emotional displeasure I ate during the day were swept away.

"I won't dare next time." Ye Siming laughed along with her words.

Gu Nuo'er felt that his body was too hot, so he often moved back, but Ye Siming's arm was like an iron wall.

Imprisoned, she could only toss back and forth within the range of his embrace.

Finally, a thin layer of sweat appeared on the girl's forehead.

She simply gave up resisting.

"Gu Nuo'er, there is something I want to admit."

Ye Siming didn't want to hide it from her, so he decided to say it.

"What's up?"

"Drinking today is actually unpleasant in my heart."

"Unhappy? For what?"

"I saw you and Mingqi walking down the street, and they went to dinner together."

When Ye Siming said this, his voice became slightly lower.

Gu Nuo'er was startled: "Is that so?"

She laughed angrily: "Why don't you ask me directly!"

Ye Siming looked at her with dark eyes: "I said, I love you and respect you. Whoever you go out with and who you eat with is actually free."

"But, it's just that I'm not feeling well, so I'm going to question you because of this. I'm afraid you will hate me."

Gu Nuo'er blinked her long eyelashes: "I won't, and even if Brother Siming doesn't ask me, I will tell you."

"Actually, the reason why I took Ming Qi out of the palace that day was because..."

She told Ye Siming the cause and effect of the incident in detail.

Ye Siming heard the end quietly, a trace of doubt appeared in his cold black eyes.

"Ming Qi told you that it was the envoy from the Western Regions who quarreled with him, and he hurt himself?"

Gu Nuo'er nodded: "Yes."

Ye Siming's cold eyes were deep and deep, and he sneered: "This person is lying."

Gu Nuo'er was startled: "Brother Siming, why do you see it?"

"He accompanied Princess Natu to the banquet. In order to ensure the safety of everyone, everyone was not allowed to carry knives before entering the Shengping Hall, except for the patrolling guards."

"Ming Qi told you that he cut himself, so what did he use to hurt him? Is it possible to carry a dagger with him?"

Gu Nuo'er was startled.

Why didn't she think of it!

"What if he wasn't injured in Shengping Hall?"

Ye Siming's eyes deepened: "That's even more impossible, because he was indeed injured and hit me before he left. I was on him and smelled blood."

In other words, Ming Qi's explanation to Gu Nuo'er was false.