Ye Siming didn't say anything and bent down to carry the child in his arms.
He raised his narrow eyes slightly. "So you deliberately drew a flower design when you went out today to teach Gu Rao a lesson?"
Gu Nuo'er wrapped her arms around his neck.
She whispered into his ear.
"Elder Brother Siming, I don't like her at all, and Grand Consort Yu looks bad. I wonder how much Imperial Grandmother suffered from her back then."
As she spoke, the child pouted. "Imperial Grandfather must have been an old fool back then! He actually believed in such a baddie!"
She crossed her arms and there was a hint of certainty in her watery black eyes. "It was no wonder my father said that I have to be careful of the bad men in the world. Some of them will make you sad!"
"I won't," Ye Siming said almost subconsciously.
Gu Nuo'er blinked her thick eyelashes. "Oh? What won't Elder Brother Siming do?"
Just as Ye Siming finished speaking…