Ye Siming sneered. "I was watching them draw just now. It wasn't very difficult. I felt that I had learned it."
He lowered his eyes and looked at the round-faced and delicate child beside him.
Ye Siming couldn't help but reach out and scratch the tip of her nose.
"Do you want me to do the rest?"
Gu Nuo'er puffed up her pink cheeks and refused to be outdone. "I don't want that! This is for Father. I want to put in effort too!"
She then waved her small hand and instructed, "Elder Brother Siming, go to the other side and fill in the colors for my imperial grandmother's clothes. I want them to be sapphire blue and the inner part to be a light and smoky color!"
The colors had already been prepared by the officials just now and were placed at the side, so it wasn't difficult.
Ye Siming walked to the opposite side of Gu Nuo'er. He looked up slightly and saw that the child was seriously applying colors to the small wooden sword.