Gu Yihan said irritably: "I can't wait so much, so I'll send someone over now to bring Nuo'er back to me!"

After hearing this, Chun Shou had no choice but to write down the names of all the princes on paper.

Then he folded them up and placed them on the table in a mess, letting Gu Yihan pick one up.

Unexpectedly, the first thing Gu Yihan picked up was...

Chun Shou smiled stiffly, turned the paper over and showed Gu Yihan the name on it.

"Your Majesty, he is the seventh prince..."

As we all know, the seventh prince has become a monk.

Now he is an eminent monk in Taishi Temple, with the Buddhist name Kongjue.

Gu Yihan frowned: "He? No, change him."

What's the use of sending a monk away?

It would be okay to beat a man from Xili to death and let him go to salvation.

So Gu Yihan took another one casually.

This time, the third prince Gu Ziyao was drawn.

Gu Yihan narrowed his eyes.

"The third child is not suitable either. He only knows medical skills. What is he doing here? Poisoning? Change again."

The next one drawn was the Second Prince.

Gu Yihan was a little dissatisfied: "Are these my sons the only ones? How come none of them can fight and resist!"

Chun Shou said silently: "Perhaps Your Majesty is talking about His Highness?"

Gu Yihan paused slightly.

That's right.

The boss is good at martial arts, has been to the frontier, and has a sharp and steady personality.

There is nothing wrong with sending him to bring Nuoer back.

Gu Yihan immediately sent Chunshou to arrange the matter.

The eldest prince Gu Zixiao was shocked when he learned that his sister had been taken to Xili.

No wonder he went to the palace several times and wanted to take his sister to play, but Concubine Qiao refused.

After learning the news, he immediately accepted the emperor's order.

He didn't even eat anything that night, so he left Beijing on his fast horse and led a small group of elite soldiers to Xili.

The hot summer in Xili Country became much better after a heavy rain.

The sky clears up after the rain, the sky is blue, thick white clouds hang down, the sun shines, and the trees are as green as onion.

Gu Nuoer picked a few delicate flowers and was sitting at the table playing with them.

Ye Siming sat behind her, quietly and carefully wiping the broken sword that Gu Nuoer gave him.

Although this sword was missing its blade, it was regarded as the most valuable item by Ye Siming.

Always wear it close to your body.

Wiping it every day, the old blood stains on the sword disappeared without knowing when.

Revealing its smooth and sharp white-edged sword body.

Seeing that Ye Siming hadn't spoken for a long time, Gu Nuoer looked back and saw that he was holding the sword seriously.

The little guy smiled sweetly: "Brother Siming, you like Ye Nuo very much."

Under Ye Siming's long brows, his sharp eyes in the past were now filled with a hint of joyful smile.

"I like it." He replied simply.

Ye Siming lowered his eyes and took a closer look.

He said calmly: "Someday, I will take you to see an expert who makes swords."

"When the time comes, ask him to reshape Ye Nuo's sword body."

Gu Nuoer tilted her little head, her eyes sparkling and clear: "Who is it?"

"Ouyezi."

Gu Nuoer was slightly startled.

Isn't that the legendary originator of the master swordsmith?

Legend has it that after his death, he had already transformed into a sword god and lived in the mountains.

Brother Siming also recognizes him?

At this moment, the fifth prince's flattering laughter came from the door: "Um...Brother Hou, Sister Nuo'er, can I come in?"

"My mother-in-law asked me to deliver something to sister Nuo'er."

Ye Siming turned his eyes and looked.

The fifth prince held a magnificent and extraordinary brocade box in his hand.

Gu Nuoer waved her little hand: "Come in."

In recent days, the fifth prince often helped Concubine Xian to deliver gifts to Gu Nuoer.
Chapter completed!