Chapter 757： Yong Ye Hou, why do you look at me like that?

Other princes may not be impressed.

But the first prince vaguely remembered when he was young.

The only time, Gu Yihan took him into the cold palace.

Standing outside a dilapidated, unrecognizable house.

Gu Yihan was stunned for a long time before he asked, "Empress mother, have you been wronged?"

But at that time, the cold wind was howling, and the old man had passed away for a long time, and no one could answer his doubts.

Only the snow in the sky covered this magnificent, yet cold enough deep palace.

Kongjue is well aware that the occurrence of all things in the world is inseparable from the word cause and effect.

I heard that King Guang wanted to sneak into Beijing before but was struck by lightning.

He put his hands together, chanted the Buddha's name and said, "If you do something bad, the heavens will not see it."

The eighth prince buried his head and kept fiddling with the small mechanism in his hand.

Suddenly, I saw a boxy mechanism like a small block of wood, and suddenly slammed!

Shoots a small cold needle!

The direction is towards the garden.

But Gu Nuoer was still chasing butterflies back and forth in the garden.

At this moment, a black robe horn swept an arc in the air.

In the blink of an eye, Ye Siming swung his sword away and struck the tiny silver needle.

And he also stably protected Gu Nuo'er in front of him.

The little guy just rushed over, ready to catch the butterfly.

Who knew that Ye Siming suddenly appeared and scared the butterfly away!

However, seeing Ye Siming, Gu Nuo'er was still very happy.

She raised her two white and tender little hands: "Brother Siming is back, hug!"

Ye Siming held Gu Nuo'er in his arms with one hand.

The little guy sat on his shoulders with his little butt, and held his head with two soft little hands.

Gu Nuo'er's smiling brows and eyes curved: "I'm catching butterflies with my brothers."

Ye Siming looked at the eighth prince in the pavilion with a cold enough murderous look.

At this moment, Gu Zilan felt like he was on his back.

He involuntarily stood up silently: "What... what? Yongyehou, why do you look at me like that?"

Gu Zixiao is a martial artist and has been in the battlefield for many years.

Naturally, he knew that the aura emanating from Ye Siming's body was violent and murderous.

Ye Siming asked coldly: "The princess is still playing here, how can the eighth prince play with the organs at will, and what should he do if he hurts someone?"

Gu Zilan scratched his head, feeling puzzled: "My mechanism is broken, I'm still repairing it!"

Ye Siming bent down and picked up the silver needle he had just shot down from the ground.

He asked coldly, "Bad?"

Gu Zilan was taken aback.

He hurriedly looked at the small hole in the small wooden block.

"The silver needle is really gone!? Why didn't I see it."

The eldest prince was also surprised.

He was sitting next to Gu Zilan just now, but he couldn't find such a fatal problem.

Fortunately, Ye Siming arrived in time, otherwise, if he really hurt Nuo'er, what would he do!

The eldest prince immediately lowered his face and taught him a lesson: "Eighth brother, the organization is too dangerous. In the future, when there is a younger sister present, you are not allowed to play!"

The eighth prince knew he had done something wrong.

He lowered his head and mumbled: "Well, I didn't mean it. It's not that Noer said he wanted a small one. I wanted to make it for her."

Ye Siming frowned: "She is even more worried about something so dangerous."

Gu Nuoer sees and talks, Ye Siming probably won't let the starling give her the organ!

She quickly turned Ye Siming's head towards herself with her small hand.

With a sweet smile, he changed the topic with a glutinous voice: "Brother Siming, have you seen the King of Light? What does he look like, is he bald?"