839 Aren't He Still Fat As Before?

Later on, Gu Nuo'er fell asleep leaning against him.

Ye Siming protected the child and carried her back to the Qiushui Palace..

He handed the sleeping Gu Nuo'er to Wanyin.

Noble Consort Qiao watched from the side and whispered, "Thank you for taking care of our Nuo'er, Marquis."

Ye Siming's thin lips moved and he said slowly, "It's what I should do."

A trace of confusion flashed across Noble Consort Qiao's beautiful eyes.

Why was it something he should do?

Noble Consort Qiao thought about it.

It was Marquis Yongye's duty to love and protect the princess.

It was no wonder he said that.

Noble Consort Qiao smiled. "It's getting late. The palace gate has probably been closed long ago. If Marquis can't get out, you can use my token to stay at Yongxi Palace for the night."

Ye Siming nodded and didn't refuse.

Before he left, he reminded Noble Consort Qiao.