Gu Nuo'er tilted her head and looked at Consort Lu with watery eyes.
Hmm? Why were the pretty consort's eyes a little red?
However, Consort Lu controlled her emotions very well.
She quickly said. "I've heard a lot about you. I kept hearing Nuo'er mentioning you earlier as well.
"You two esteemed guests have come from afar. Please come in together. Qianhong, go and tidy up the hall beside Nuo'er for this marquis to stay in."
Qianhong bowed. "Yes."
Ye Siming said indifferently, "Thank you."
At this moment, he felt a small hand tugging at his sleeve.
Ye Siming looked down and saw Ling Shen looking up at him curiously with his chubby face that was like a steamed bun.
"You're Elder Brother Siming, right? Elder Sister Nuo'er told me just now that you can fight a hundred people at a time. Is that true?"
Ye Siming raised his eyebrows. "Yes."
Ling Shen immediately widened his eyes and looked at Ye Siming in admiration.
