Chapter 905: You ‘re Pressing Down On My Hair
Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
Ye Siming almost moved with qinggong and returned to the main hall like a gust of wind.
Coincidentally, a palace maid was talking to the second prince.
Ye Siming walked over and interrupted the two of them. He instructed the palace maid, “Prepare two teapots of water for me.”
The palace maid looked at him awkwardly. “Marquis, but the Second Prince
is...”
Ye Siming looked at the second prince, Gu Zitang. “Your Highness, let the palace maid work for me first. You can find another palace maid.”
So domineering!
Gu Zitang was stunned by his disdainful attitude.
“Marquis Yongye, I also have something urgent to attend to. I don’t know where my sister went to play. I’m getting the little palace maid to look around.
Have you seen Nuo’er?”
Ye Siming raised his black eyes and replied quickly, “No.”
His voice was calm as he added, “Her Highness is young and at the age where she’s playful. She might be back in a while. The palace is heavily guarded, so Your Highness doesn’t have to worry.”
Gu Zitang was a little surprised by his words. This content has its origins in n0v£lbin★
Marquis Yongye was usually the most nervous about his sister.
Why wasn’t he anxious when Nuo’er had disappeared for a while today?!
Gu Zitang was left stunned on the spot.
Marquis Yongye said... thank you?
What he wanted was not gratitude!
When Ye Siming returned to the side hall, Gu Nuo’er was already lying on her side on the bed.
Her black hair spread out behind her like a waterfall.
Ye Siming finally heaved a sigh of relief when he saw that she hadn’t run around.
His footsteps were light. When he got close, he knelt on the bed and placed the teapot aside.
“Gu Nuo’er,” Ye Siming called out in a deep voice. “Are you asleep?”
The child mumbled and woke up slowly.
She was about to sit up when she suddenly howled in pain. Ye Siming’s heart tightened. “Where does it hurt?”
“Elder Brother Siming, you’re pressing down on my hair...” Ye Siming looked down.
As expected, he had just knelt on a part of the child’s hair.
He immediately got up and Gu Nuo’er sat up as well.
Ye Siming handed the kettle over. “I didn’t get a cup, so you’ll have to make do.”
Gu Nuo’er pouted and wheezed unhappily, “But it’s easy to spill the water like this.”
When Ye Siming heard this, he crossed his arms and stood by the bed, sneering.
“I saw that when you were hiding behind the prince and secretly drinking wine just now, you also held the wine pot and drank it straight. You didn’t spill a single drop..”