Gu Yihan felt that his daughter's words made sense.
"Chunshou, tidy up the small pavilion building near the imperial garden and let Marquis Yongye rest tonight."
Ye Siming glanced at Gu Nuo'er.
The latter blinked at him cutely.
Ye Siming nodded and thanked the emperor.
Just as everyone was about to leave, Gu Yihan suddenly thought of something. "By the way, are these monks dead or not?"
The third prince quickly said, "They fainted. I drugged them. They'll only wake up in about two hours."
Gu Yihan laughed heartily and nodded. "Well done."
After saying that, he instructed Chunshou to seal the hall.
They were to keep a close eye on these wild monks.
When they couldn't send out news, the mastermind would naturally be anxious.
Everyone went back.
However, Gu Nuo'er suddenly reached out her small hands to Ye Siming.
"Elder Brother Siming, carry me~"
Ye Siming subconsciously reached out his hands.