Gu Yihan and Noble Consort Qiao were a little surprised when they heard this.
This Marquis Yongye had observed everyone carefully?
Gu Yihan immediately looked to the left.
As expected, a man happened to turn around and sized up Noble Consort Qiao.
Gu Yihan frowned, his eyes silently expressing his anger.
Ye Siming also stared at that person.
He slammed the sword on the table.
The youth's gaze was cold, carrying a sense of judgment.
When the man saw this, he trembled in fear.
He just thought that the married woman was beautiful and couldn't help but want to take a few more glances.
Why did he feel a chill on the back of his neck?
Gu Nuo'er clapped her hands, her eyes glistening.
"Father is great! Elder Brother Siming is so amazing!"
Gu Yihan was very satisfied with Ye Siming's performance.
He could observe all the environment around him in such detail.