At dusk, the drizzle finally stopped.

General Bai Yi sent Gu Nuo’er to the carriage and got on too. He was going to send the princess back to the palace.

Gu Nuo’er’s small head popped out of the carriage’s window and she waved at Madam Bai and Ye Siming, who were standing at the door.

“Auntie Bai, Elder Brother Siming, I’m going home!”

Madam Bai liked Gu Nuo’er very much and said with a smile, “Your Highness, come and visit often!”

It seemed like she could prepare more flowers next time. Perhaps when the princess came, she would have a way to make the flowers bloom.

The legend of good fortune descending from the heavens was indeed not baseless.

Ye Siming, who was beside Madam Bai, had a cold expression on his face and was indifferent to the child waving at him from the carriage.

Madam Bai nudged him with her arm. “Siming, quickly say goodbye to Nuo’er.”

It was unknown if Ye Siming was instigated by Madam Bai or if it was because he saw the sweet smile on Gu Nuo’er’s face.

He waved his hand reluctantly. “Goodbye.”

Gu Nuo’er was overjoyed. She swayed her head and finally covered her lips with her small hand, giving Ye Siming a flying kiss.

The latter’s expression changed and he turned to look to the side.

The wheels of the carriage turned and they slowly drove away in the direction of the palace.

Madam Bai smiled and watched the carriage leave before asking Ye Siming, “You’ve been so busy playing with the princess that you haven’t eaten dinner. Are you hungry? Shall I go make you some food?”

Gu Nuo’er slept until the afternoon. After she woke up, the child then ate some food under Madam Bai’s hosting.

Then, she watched Ye Siming and Bai Yi spar and played excitedly until evening.

During this period, Ye Siming didn’t eat a single thing.

Madam Bai asked, but the boy shook his head and said, “I’m not hungry. Thank you.”

After saying that, he turned around and entered the residence, walking towards his courtyard.

Madam Bai stood on the spot and sighed. “This child always seems to be afraid of troubling others.”

Ye Siming returned to his room. He had always had a sharp nose.

It was as if he could still smell Gu Nuo’er’s sweet fragrance in the air.

He subconsciously sniffed and saw a piece of paper on the table that was being blown lightly by the wind.

Ye Siming walked to the table. On the paper was the child’s childish handwriting.

Their names were next to each other.

He touched Gu Nuo’er’s name with his finger, picked up the brush, and copied it.

The boy’s words had an uninhibited free and easy feeling to them. The tip of his brush turned, bringing with it countless emotions.

The candlelight was like beans, illuminating Ye Siming’s side profile deeply, and his eyes were cold.

Suddenly!

Ye Siming frowned and there was a hint of pain on his face.

He clutched his aching heart tightly and the brush in his hand fell to the ground.

At this moment, Madam Bai, who was worried that he hadn’t eaten, came over with a tray with a few dishes.

“Siming, I’ve prepared a simple dinner for you. It’s not good for your health not to eat.”

Ye Siming suddenly closed the door and pressed his body against it.

Madam Bai was shocked. “Siming, what’s wrong?!”

Ye Siming endured the pain and pretended to be calm. “I’m not hungry. You can go.”

As soon as he finished speaking, the candlelight in the room was extinguished.

Madam Bai knew that his temperamental nature must be related to the abuse he had suffered in the past.

She placed the food outside. “I’ve placed the food outside. If you’re hungry, you must eat a little.”

After saying that, although Madam Bai was worried, she knew that she should give him time to adapt to his current life and left.

At this moment, Ye Siming, who was pressing against the door, opened his dark red eyes in the dark.

Above his head, a huge wolf head formed from black currents floated. The outer corner of its eyes seemed to be on fire, and it looked fierce.