Chapter 905： you pressed my hair

Ye Siming almost took a short step, like a gust of wind, and returned to the main hall.

There happened to be a palace maid who was talking to the second prince.

Ye Siming walked over and interrupted the two directly. He instructed the palace maid, "Prepare me two pots of water."

The palace maid gave him an embarrassed look: "Master Hou, but the Second Highness is here..."

Ye Siming looked at the second prince, Gu Zitang: "Second Highness, let the maid go to do things for me first, you can find another palace servant."

So domineering!

Gu Zitang was shocked by his contemptuous attitude.

"Marquis Yongye, I'm also in a hurry. My sister doesn't know where to go to play. I'm asking the little palace maid to look around. Have you seen Nuo'er?"

Ye Siming raised his dark eyes and answered neatly, "No."

He added calmly and calmly: "The princess is young, just at the age of playfulness. Maybe she will come back in a while. The palace is heavily guarded, so don't worry about your second highness."

Gu Zitang was a little surprised by his words.

Usually Yong Yehou is the most nervous sister.

Why is Nuo'er missing for a while today, he is not in a hurry! ?

But what he said seemed to make sense...

Gu Zitang asked doubtfully, "Then what do you want clear water for?"

"Sober up." Ye Siming replied coldly.

"Are you drunk?" Gu Zitang looked at Ye Siming up and down, and it didn't look like he was drunk at all.

Instead, he was clear-headed and steady on his feet.

Ye Siming was not guilty, and directly met the second prince's scrutinizing eyes.

At this moment, the young man seemed very calm.

"If I was found drunk, wouldn't I be reckless and unreliable, and in the eyes of outsiders, I would definitely feel that I was incompetent as the princess' first-class bodyguard."

Gu Zitang was persuaded by him again.

Soon, the palace maid just now came over with two pots of water.

Ye Siming took it and left.

Gu Zitang's eyes widened, and she didn't take him seriously! ?

He couldn't help calling: "Marquis Yongye! You just left?"

Ye Siming looked back, coldness lingering in his long and narrow black eyes.

This feeling is like being in the forest, attracting the attention of a wolf because of an inadvertent call.

Gu Zitang couldn't help shivering.

Strange, how could he feel this way?

Ye Siming raised his brows and said, "Thanks."

After that, he kept walking, swept away lightly, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Gu Zitang was only left in place.

Yong Yehou said...Thank you?

What he wants is not thanks!

When Ye Siming returned to the side hall, Gu Nuoer was already lying on his side on the bed.

Black like a waterfall spread out behind him.

Ye Siming finally breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that she didn't run around.

He walked lightly, knelt down on the couch after approaching, and put the water bottle aside.

"Gu Nuo'er," Ye Siming called in a deep voice, "Are you asleep?"

The little guy murmured and woke up faintly.

She was about to sit up when she suddenly cried out in pain.

Ye Siming's heart tightened: "Where does it hurt?"

"Brother Siming, you pressed my hair..."

Ye Siming looked down.

Sure enough, his knees just fell on a section of the little guy's hair.

He got up immediately, and Gu Nuoer sat up with him.

She stretched out her soft and slender hand: "Drink water."

Ye Siming handed over the kettle: "I don't want a cup, so I'll give it a shot."

Gu Nuo'er pouted, acting coquettishly dissatisfied: "But it's easy to spill it on your body like this."

Hearing this, Ye Siming stood by the bed with his arms crossed and sneered.

"I see that when you just hid behind the prince and stole a drink, you were holding the jug and pouring yourself into it without spilling a single drop."