The Tyrant Father's Pampered Daughter

Chapter 834 - 834: Must You Stick Your Face to Mine?

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Chapter 834: Must You Stick Your Face to Mine?

Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios

Ye Siming wrapped his left hand around the child to prevent her from sliding down.

He raised his boots and entered the courtyard.

This was a huge palace because Consort MO liked peace.

In addition, she didn’t trust guards but trusted her own mechanisms more.

Therefore, there was no one outside the hall.

Only the setting sun lit up the place. There was a tall flowering tree in the courtyard.

A breeze blew past, bringing with it a colorful scene.

The grass was green and the wild flowers bloomed brightly.

Gu Nuo’er was so nervous that she pressed her entire face against Ye Siming’s.

Ye Siming stopped in his tracks and his ears immediately turned red.

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He looked sideways slightly. “What are you doing?”

The child’s big eyes observed back and forth, looking extremely serious and vigilant.

“I’m observing! If any silver needles suddenly fly out, I’ll be able to remind Elder Brother Siming.”

Ye Siming pursed his lips, his gaze extremely unnatural. “Then… must you stick your face to mine?”

Gu Nuo’er moved her head away and looked at Ye Siming seriously. “Then where should I stick my face to?”

“…” Ye Siming looked elsewhere with his black eyes. “Up to you.” Gu Nuo’er really leaned over again.

Ye Siming walked steadily toward Liuyun Palace’s main hall.

Suddenly, he stepped on a stone slab that seemed to be protruding.

At the same time, a dim whoosh sounded out from all directions.

Ye Siming’s expression turned cold. He carried Gu Nuo’er and tapped his boot, jumping up.

He landed in front.

When he turned around, he saw that a few crossbows arrows had been shot at the spot where he had been standing just now.

Gu Nuo’er leaned on his shoulder and widened her watery eyes.

Ye Siming frowned. “It’s no wonder the eighth prince likes to fiddle with mechanisms. Isn’t Consort MO afraid of hurting His Majesty?”

Gu Nuo’er held her chin with her small hand and thought about it seriously.

“Oh, Father almost doesn’t come to Mother Consort Mo’s place much. He spends most of his time with me.”

Ye Siming was speechless.

Perhaps because she heard the commotion, a woman walked out of the hall not long later.

She was wearing a wide black robe, looking like a beauty who had walked out of a painting.

There was a scholarly gracefulness in her eyes.

“Dear Nuo’er, why have you come?” Consort MO reached out her hand, revealing a black jade bracelet on her wrist.

She quickly waved her sleeve. “Hurry up and come to Little Mother. Let me carry you.”

Gu Nuo’er “abandoned” Ye Siming.

She twisted her small butt and got onto the ground, running towards Consort Mo.

“Mother Consort MO, Nuo’er is here to see you!”

Consort MO carried the child into her arms and smiled extremely gently. She tapped the tip of Nuo’er’s nose twice. “Didn’t I tell you before? If you want to come and see me, remember to shout a few times outside the palace.

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There are many mechanisms here. What if they were to hurt you?”

Gu Nuo’er turned to look at Ye Siming and smiled. “I’m not afraid because I brought Elder Brother Siming along. He’s very skilled!”

Consort MO looked at Ye Siming, who was standing in the courtyard.

She rarely went out. This was also the first time she had officially met Ye Siming face to face with Ye Siming in so many years.

When Consort MO sized up Ye Siming, her expression seemed very serious. She was like a mother who was examining a boy who was playing with her daughter.

“Marquis, I heard from Lan’er that you’re an extremely skilled martial artist.”

Ye Siming looked disdainful and lazy. “Yes.”

Consort MO was stunned.

He admitted it just like that?

He didn’t even act humble and say a few words of denial.

Consort MO was speechless for a moment. After a long time, she said, “Come in.”

She carried Gu Nuo’er into the hall.

From the decorations in the hall, one could tell what are the things that Consort MO liked.

The entire hall was covered in cold colors, black stone bricks, and furnishings that were pasted with silver..

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