Chapter 1477 He is older and likes to have sex

Jiang Xiaoran was dumbfounded when he heard this: "Grandpa!"

Is he a descendant of the Jiang family?

Why did the old man speak so harshly?

Mr. Jiang Laohou stared at him: "Shut up! You are several years older than Mr. Hou, and you are still so hopeless. Don't worry, I will worry for you!"

Ye Siming raised his eyebrows and agreed: "If I find a chance, I will train him well."

Mr. Jiang immediately handed over his hands and said, "I'm sorry, Mr. Marquis."

Ye Siming responded with a fist-cup gesture: "It's all a matter of raising your hands."

Jiang Xiaoran felt that he should not be here.

His grandfather's grandson may be Ye Siming.

Mr. Jiang Laohou smiled with his gray beard slightly curled up.

"By the way, the marriage has not been announced in the Marquis' family, right? I have a grandniece who is not in the capital now, but she is a famous girl in Liangzhou with both talent and beauty."

As soon as he finished saying this, Ye Siming's face looked slightly cold.

Jiang Xiaoran immediately stopped him: "Grandpa, now that you are old, don't worry about us juniors. The banquet is about to start, Si Ming and I will go back first."

Lord Jiang waved his arm and dodged Jiang Xiaoran's helping hand.

"Master Hou is one of the few talented people in the world, and he has a good relationship with Xiao Ran. I care about you and ask, please don't mind, Master Hou."

Ye Siming raised his jaw when he heard this.

"I won't mind, but I already have a lover in my heart. The old Marquis doesn't need to worry about this kind of thing for me."

Mr. Jiang Laohou suddenly became interested: "Oh? Whose girl can be favored by Yong Yehou? She must be a wonderful person who is so beautiful in the world, right?"

Ye Siming thought of Gu Nuo'er, and a smile appeared on his lips involuntarily.

His eyes also softened, and he looked at a small flower with yellow pistil facing the autumn sun in the courtyard.

Ye Siming said in a calm tone: "It's just wishful thinking on my part now, and I haven't told her my feelings yet, so I can't reveal her name to the old Marquis."

"In the future, if I win her heart, I will tell the world."

Jiang Xiaoran was greatly admired.

Yesi Mingzhen protected Gu Nuoer in every possible way.

For the sake of her reputation, he said nothing about her name.

After several words from Mr. Jiang, it was already apparent that Ye Siming was a young-looking man, but his mind was mature and decisive.

Jiang Xiaoran is actually a few years older than him. Compared to him, he might look like an eight-year-old naughty boy!

Thinking of this, Mr. Jiang shook his head helplessly.

"Then I wish the Marquis that all his wishes will come true, and that he and his sweetheart will become a good match soon."

Ye Siming said thank you calmly, and Jiang Xiaoran took him away.

As the two of them walked back to the banquet, Jiang Xiaoran smiled dryly and shook his fan.

"Don't take my grandfather's words to heart. He is old and likes to eat mandarin ducks!"

Ye Siming didn't seem to care.

However, what Mr. Jiang Laohou said just now gave him a reminder.

Since someone would marry him, would Gu Nuoer be approached by a talented young man in his youth?

As soon as the two people walked to the entrance of the garden where the banquet was held, they heard bursts of cheers and cheers from inside.

As soon as Ye Siming and Jiang Xiaoran appeared, several noble gentlemen who were friends with them on weekdays gathered around them.

They laughed and said, "I can't believe that Her Royal Highness has such good archery skills!"

Jiang Xiaoran stared at the crowd with wide eyes, the fluttering skirt and Gu Nuoer's graceful and exquisite figure, as beautiful as a nine-day fairy.

She fully drew her bow, blindfolded her eyes, and pointed it at the crowd.

This is a recently popular trick among young ladies to pass the time.

The arrowhead had long been cut off, and the front end was still wrapped in red cloth.

But if the arrow hits someone, the two of them will have to drink a cup of wine.

Ye Siming looked calmly and saw that almost everyone around Gu Nuoer was rich young men.

Although everyone is a little far away, they seem to be waiting for the princess to shoot them with an arrow, so that they can become the emperor's son-in-law.

Ye Siming gritted his teeth, his eyes gloomy and displeased.

Just now, he should have left a mark on Gu Nuoer's neck to prevent others from thinking about it.
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