Tyrant Daddy’s Petite Bag

Yesi's eyes are clean and his face is cold.

Hearing that, he hugged Gu Nuoer and left, he didn't give Ayun and Mu Shuzhen a straight look at all.

Only Gu Nuoer lay on his shoulders and waved her little hands, and finally was pushed into his arms by Ye Siming, covering her head with a cloak.

They left for a long time, Mu Shuzhen stood there, staring blankly, looking at Ye Siming's back.

A Yun took a few steps forward and found that Mu Shu really did not keep up.

When she turned around, she saw her dazed.

Following Mu Shuzhen's eyes and looking forward, Ayun couldn't help but sneered and said: "Mu Shuzhen, if you say you are a cheap bone, you are really a cheap bone.

Still staring, really bold. "

Mu Shuzhen hurriedly turned around and said in a panic, "I don't."

He held an umbrella and hurried forward, Ayun frowned: "You bitch, you don't know how to behave, who will let you go ahead of me!"

Faced with A Yun's scolding, Mu Shuzhen was not in the mood to listen.

Because she is still horrified by her discovery.

She is a Taoist, following her father's practice.

Of course, you can see things that others can't see.

Although her skills are still shallow, it was not difficult to find out that the Ye Gongzi turned out to be…

Mu Shuzhen is full of worries for the little princess.

Her Royal Highness is so small, she must not know this situation.

Should she tell the princess? !

And over there, Gu Nuoer brought Ye Siming to the most deserted and desolate place in the palace.

She pointed to an old dead tree, and Ye Siming took out the dagger he carried, and turned out the soil under the tree according to Nuo Er's instructions.

The extremely iron silver box of the second prince Gu Zitang was dug out soon.

Gu Nuo'er opened her small hand, and the silver that was full of silver suddenly showed a faint luster.

She grabbed two silver ingots in her hand and smiled sweetly: "Look, I said I have silver!"

Gu Nuoer asked Ye Siming to bury the box again.

He frowned slightly: "Why bury the silver under the tree?"

Gu Nuo'er poked her face with her little hand and said, "Well, the second brother said, so that the money will not be taken away by the mother."

Ye Siming's eyes flashed with puzzlement, but in the end he didn't bother to figure it out, so he just didn't ask.

After putting things away, Ye Siming hugged Gu Nuoer and was about to leave the cold palace.

Suddenly, out of the corner of his eye, he caught a figure flashing by.

Yesiming has sensitive senses and immediately looked in that direction.

He frowned, his eyes revealing the coldness and danger of scrutiny.

Gu Nuo'er didn't seem to notice, and raised her head: "What's the matter, brother Siming why didn't he leave."

Where Ye Siming looked at, there were no footprints on the snow, let alone half a ghost.

Only snow falls lazily from the sky.

As if everything just now was his hallucination.

He raised his eyebrows slightly, but said nothing, hugged Gu Nuoer and left the cold palace.

The two came to the street in a carriage.

Compared with Ye Siming's calmness, Gu Nuo'er seemed much happier.

She was lying on the car window, pointing happily to the street, and introduced Ye Siming what they were doing there.

Yesiming leaned against the car with his arms folded, and gave a umm from time to time, indicating that he was listening.

Gu Nuo'er was about to say something when suddenly the carriage jerked, as if it had been hit by something.

The little guy was holding the window, but he was hit by such a sudden, and his little head was about to hit the car wall.