Chapter 1103： Shen'er also wants to be like brother Siming

Gu Nuo'er also pursed her lips and smiled sweetly.

The pink and tender face is full of cuteness: "Brother Shen'er, I'm not mistaken, Brother Siming is super nice!"

Ling Shen nodded again and again.

Ye Siming neatly put on his outer clothes and tied his belt.

Afterwards, he held Ling Shen's collar: "Let's go, I'll take you there now."

Ling Shen was caught in his hand like a little chicken.

He blinked: "Brother Ye, it's still early to go."

Of course Ye Siming didn't want to leave Gu Nuo'er's side for too long.

Then he said coldly: "Since we have to go to class, go early and work hard."

He carried Ling Shen to the door, and did not forget to turn his head to look at the cute little guy with a bright smile.

"Wait for me to come back." Ye Siming's voice softened.

Gu Nuo'er waved her little hand obediently: "Go, go."

Today, because Ling Shen wanted Ye Siming to send him.

So he eliminated a group of palace servants who had been with him before.

Now only he and Ye Siming are walking on the palace road.

Ling Shen was young and walked slowly. Although Ye Siming was impatient, he just frowned lightly.

"Brother Ye, Shen'er also wants to be as powerful as you in the future!"

"I know martial arts again, and I know a lot!"

While speaking, Ling Shen waved his small fist twice.

The three-year-old little body almost fell down from the unstable center of gravity.

He was caught by Ye Siming's collar, which prevented him from falling.

Even so, Ling Shen slapped his little foot.

Although it was not serious, the pain in that moment made his eyes gradually moist.

Immediately, grievances were written all over his fleshy face.

Seeing this, Ye Siming raised his thin lips and raised his eyebrows with a sneer.

"To be like me, you must first learn not to cry."

"You're going to cry if you sprain your foot. How will you learn martial arts in the future? You'd better die with that heart."

Ling Shen heard the words and hurriedly wiped away the tears with his little hands.

"Shen'er don't cry! A man stands tall and does not shed tears easily."

He puffed out his face, fought with his grievances, and forced his tears back.

Seeing this small appearance, Ye Siming couldn't help but raise his eyebrows.

It's a bit like Gu Nuoer's stubbornness.

On Gu Nuo'er's side, wait for Ye Siming and Ling Shen to leave.

She stepped on small feet and planned to find Concubine Lu.

"Pretty Niangniang must be delicious!" The little guy thought of the food, and the tip of his pink tongue licked his lips.

A pair of bright water eyes, with clear waves.

As soon as Gu Nuoer walked near the main hall where Concubine Lu lived, she saw Qianhong came out with a group of palace maids.

Qianhong frowned slightly as she turned her head to reprimand a palace maid.

Gu Nuoer's small body moved and hid behind a big tree.

She quietly eavesdropped on what Qianhong was saying.

As Qianhong approached with the palace maids, her voice gradually came—

"Sulu, the empress usually treats the palace servants leniently, but this is not the reason for your presumptuousness."

"You know that every time you pay respects to the late emperor, Niangniang never competes with the Queen Niangniang, why did you just push Niangniang to go?"

The palace maid named Su Lu felt a little aggrieved and said, "The queen is ill now, and she will definitely not be able to go to worship the late emperor."

"Such a good opportunity, I also feel sorry for our niece, so I suggested it to my niece."

Qianhong shook her head solemnly: "Well-meaning wrongdoing, Niangniang rarely shows off, so I'm afraid that others will accuse Your Majesty of being too fond of her because of her."

"You have to remember that this kind of thing is not allowed to be mentioned again in the future!"

Su Lu sighed: "I know Sister Qianhong."