As Gu Nuo'er had just felt uncomfortable earlier, Ye Siming didn't rush back to the hunting ground's stands.
Instead, he let the horse move slowly.
Gu Nuo'er had almost recovered her energy. Her black eyes darted around. "Elder Brother Siming, we can't go back just like that."
"It's getting dark. If you don't go back, His Majesty will be worried about you."
Gu Nuo'er shook her head. "I promised Father that I wouldn't embarrass him."
Only then did the child realize that the two pheasants she had snatched earlier had disappeared as well.
Perhaps the warhorse had dropped somewhere when it went back to look for Ye Siming.
How could she go back empty-handed?!
The child touched her small waist pocket.
The few simple mechanisms she had made just now were still there.
