The Tyrant Father's Pampered Daughter

Chapter 122: Then I’ll Just Carry You Like This

Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios

Ye Siming frowned coldly and gritted his teeth as he lifted her in front of him. “Gu Nuo’er, do you want to fall to your death?”

Gu Nuo’er seemed like she was not afraid of falling at all. She giggled and shook her chubby hands in Ye Siming’s arms.

With a smack, two warm hands covered Ye Siming’s cheeks.

Ye Siming was speechless.

Gu Nuo’er’s watery eyes curved and were filled with cuteness. “It’s warm, isn’t it? Wow, Elder Brother Siming, your face is indeed very cold, just like ice!”

Ye Siming looked puzzled. “What are you doing?”

“I’m warming you up. I told you to and let you get on the carriage, but you were too embarrassed to do that and the wind outside is too cold. I’ve been hugging the heater for a long time so I’m really warm now. Elder Brother Siming, do you want to hug me?”

Ye Siming’s expression froze and looked at Gu Nuo’er’s pure black eyes. His ears could not help but turn red.

How should he tell Gu Nuo’er that he was not afraid of the cold at all?

“Come down. I’m not cold.”

As he spoke, Ye Siming wanted to put Gu Nuo’er down.

Gu Nuo’er refused to listen. She kicked her legs and resisted. “I don’t want to go down. I want to warm you up. To make myself warm, I’ve been hugging the heater for so long!”

She leaned forward. “Look, I’m even sweating!”

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Ye Siming lowered his eyes and saw that the child’s face was indeed red and her soft hair was stuck to her temples because of her sweat.

When the cold wind passed, the child could not help but tremble.

Ye Siming frowned.

Such a fragile little bun should be extremely afraid of the cold.

Gu Nuo’er was blinking at him when she suddenly felt the scenery in front of her sway.

In the blink of an eye, she was stuffed into Ye Siming’s silver-gray cloak.

Then, he slowly walked forward with her half clamped under his arm.

“Then I’ll just carry you like this,” the young man said with a slight frown.

Gu Nuo’er could no longer feel the wind and her two warm hands hung in midair.

She blinked.

She originally wanted to warm up Elder Brother Siming, but why was she picked up by him again?!

When the empress saw Ye Siming and Gu Nuo’er like this, she took this as children playing around and gave a light smile.

Empress Du instructed in a gentle voice, “Walk slowly. Be careful that the remaining ice on the steps will make it slippery.”

At this moment, A’Yun ran over quickly from the carriage behind and took the initiative to help the empress. “Your Majesty, be careful. This servant will support you.”

Empress Du smiled and nodded. She turned around and saw that Mu Shuzhen was carrying four bags by herself.

“Shuzhen, don’t tire yourself out. A’Yun, go and help her.”

A’Yun turned around and glanced at Mu Shuzhen. She sounded very concerned, “Your Majesty, how can that do? Your safety is the most important. This servant will help you up the steps. Shuzhen can handle things herself.”

As she spoke, she even gave Mu Shuzhen a warning look.

Mu Shuzhen was carrying heavy things and did not want to argue with A’Yun here.

The empress was here to pray for blessings and relax. Mu Shuzhen didn’t want to cause unnecessary trouble.

She raised her head in the empress’s direction with difficulty and forced a smile. “Your Majesty, don’t worry. This servant has always been doing rough work in the past. This little bit of luggage isn’t tiring.”

In the end, Wanyin, who was walking at the back, came up and helped her carry one of the bags.

Gu Nuo’er did not bring many clothes. After Wanyin helped Mu Shuzhen, she saw how A’Yun was serving the empress diligently.

She felt puzzled

Usually, she and Wanxuan would serve the noble consort together and they get along well with each other.

However, this A’Yun seemed like she wanted to be above Mu Shuzhen in everything they do.

Mu Shuzhen whispered to Wanyin in an extremely soft voice, “Thank you.