Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
Soon, it was noon.
Gu Nuo’er sat in front of the round table and was eating heartily in front of a table of delicacies.
Ye Siming sat beside her and blew a bowl of chicken soup for her to cool it down.
At this mont, a sobbing little figure approached from the door.
“Elder Sister Nuo’er… Boohoo…” Ling Shen rubbed his eyes and stood at the door.
Gu Nuo’er imdiately put down her bowl and chopsticks. “Brother Shen’er!”
The child jumped off the chair and ran up to him.
“Why are you crying? Who bullied you?”
Ling Shen’s eyes were red from crying, and his small face was also red from rubbing.
“Empress Mother asked Shen’er to drink the dicine, but it’s too bitter. Shen’er doesn’t want to drink it.
“Elder Sister Nuo’er, can you plead with Empress Mother to stop asking Shen’er to take dicine?”
Gu Nuo’er blinked. Her round cheeks were fair with hints of pink and she looked very delicate and cute.
“Brother Shen’er, what illness do you have?”
She took the initiative to take on the responsibility of being an older sister and led Ling Shen into the hall.
She even considerately wiped his tears with her small handkerchief.
Ye Siming, who was sitting at the table, imdiately frowned and his gaze turned cold.
He stared at the handkerchief, his thin lips pursed into a thin line.
Ling Shen sniffed pitifully.
“Half a month ago, when I was studying, I felt sleepy and fell asleep.
“Empress Mother passed by and saw like this, so she asked the imperial physician to take my pulse. The imperial physician said that I was weak internally and had a cold physique.
“The imperial physician prescribed a lot of dicine and told to take them for a month.
“But these dicines are too bitter. I don’t want to drink them.”
Gu Nuo’er’s watery eyes were sparkling with a hint of confusion.
“Oh, isn’t it normal to get tired from reading? I’ve been like this since I was young!”
The child quickly asked, “What did the pretty consort say about this?”
“Mother went to look for Empress Mother because of this, but when she ca back, her eyes were red.
“I heard from Elder Sister Qianhong privately that Empress Mother gave
Mother a scolding and said that she doesn’t know how to take care of .
“If I continue to feel unwell, she’ll send to Consort Xian and make her son.”
The more Ling Shen spoke, the more tears stread down his face.
In the end, he simply pounced into Gu Nuo’er’s arms and cried.
“Shen’er doesn’t want to take dicine anymore. It’s too bitter, but I don’t want Mother to be reprimanded by Empress Mother because of this either. I don’t want to be Consort Ling’s son either.
“I only want Mother. Boohoo, Elder Sister Nuo’er, can you help plead for leniency with Empress Mother?
“The palace maid older sisters around her are all so fierce. Shen’er doesn’t dare to reason with them.”
Gu Nuo’er wiped his tears away.
Her voice was soft as she comforted him. “Don’t be afraid, Brother Shen’er. You’re your father’s favorite son!
“You should firm yourself up. If you don’t like sothing, reject it. If you don’t agree, don’t cooperate! They won’t dare to do anything to you.”
At so point, Ye Siming had already walked behind Ling Shen.
He reached out and grabbed Ling Shen’s collar, lifting him up.
“Who forced you to drink the dicine?” The youth’s voice was cold and impolite.
Ling Shen’s small hands and feet were in the air as he blinked his eyes that had been washed by tears.
He said innocently, “The palace maids sent by Empress Mother are in the hall. I ran out when they weren’t paying attention.
“Mother is accompanying Father and grinding ink for him in the imperial study and won’t be back for a while. Elder Sister Qianhong isn’t around either.
“Shen’er is afraid and ca to look for Elder Sister Nuo’er.” After saying that, Ling Shen shed a few more tears aggrievedly.
Ye Siming carried him out, his side profile cold.
It was as if he was going to kill soone.
“If you feel aggrieved next ti, look for to help you resolve it. Don’t look for Gu Nuo’er.
“She’s very tired. I’ll share her worries..”
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