At night, the moonlight is faint and thin clouds surround it.

The Cold Palace is no better than the other palaces.

The moonlight here seems cooler.

It illuminates the dilapidated and depressed surrounding palaces more clearly.

Gu Nuoer stood in front of a palace.

There was a brazier in front of the little guy, which was burning with little flames.

She held a wad of paper money in her little hands and threw it down.

Suddenly the flames shot up.

The little man's pair of dark, moist eyes reflect an extremely agile light.

Behind her stood Ye Siming.

The young man came with her.

Ye Siming said calmly: "The palace maid was taken to the torture chamber and tortured, but she was done in just two sticks of incense."

Gu Nuoer's voice was soft: "What did Princess Yu ask her to do?"

"Tell her to get some needle and thread. Concubine Yu wants to pretend to be crazy and sew a lining for the emperor when he was young."

The little man pursed his lips with some disdain: "Dad has grown up, but she still wants to play the emotional card."

At this time, a gust of wind blew.

Roll up the ashes in the brazier.

Ye Siming stretched out his hand to block it, and the flying ashes bypassed Gu Nuoer.

There is a hint of unruly sternness in the young man's eyebrows, and the flames in his eyes are even more profound.

"Under such torture, there was an unexpected gain. The little palace maid did something. Concubine Yu asked her to imitate the key to the private treasury.

But after the incident was revealed today, Gu Yongxuan lost his title as a prince and turned his anger on her, causing a quarrel between mother and son."

Gu Nuoer knelt down and added some paper money into the brazier.

"Humph, she must have felt it now. It feels uncomfortable to be hated by her own son."

The little guy raised his eyes with bright eyes.

The slender eyelashes fluttered, making the fair face look even more cute.

"Brother Siming, look here, every window has holes. My mother said that the roof here will leak on rainy days.

Grandma Huang lived in this house at that time, and I really want to ask her if she would be cold if it snowed at that time."

Speaking of this, Gu Nuoer couldn't help but shed a little tears in her watery eyes.

She rubbed her eyes with her little hands.

He asked himself and answered: "It must be cold, otherwise, why didn't she survive a winter snow?"

Gu Nuoer felt someone hugging her from behind.

Ye Siming placed his chin on her small shoulder.

He didn't know how to comfort people, but he hugged the little guy's body from behind.

"Now that you have avenged her injustice, I know that there are underworlds and underworlds in these three realms, and she will definitely know about them."

There was a determined look in the little guy's eyes.

She threw all the paper money in her hand into the brazier.

In an instant, the flames rolled extremely high.

Gu Nuoer looked at the dark room and said categorically: "Grandma Huang, don't worry, now that I am here, even if you have passed away, I will not let Concubine Yu take advantage of you!

I will definitely make her pay back what she owes you. This is just the beginning. I will deal with Concubine Yu and the bad guys in her family one by one!"

The night wind blows softly.

It's like someone who has passed away brings a gentle touch.

The little guy's soft hair was slightly blown.

Gu Nuoer sniffed.

Her voice was thick and soft: "It would be great if she didn't die, she would definitely love me very much!"

Ye Siming raised his eyebrows suddenly and said almost subconsciously: "I will love you too."

The little guy blinked in confusion, and she looked back.

The two people looked at each other.

"Brother Siming, I'm talking about Grandma Huang. Your love for me is different from Grandma Huang's love!"

Ye Siming was puzzled.

Love, what is it?
Chapter completed!