MTL - Tyrant Daddy’s Petite Bag

Gu Nuoer immediately applauded and smiled brightly.

"My eighth brother is awesome. The organization I made is very suitable for me."

She quickly asked Wanyin to help put it away.

She will need it on the wedding night!

The eighth prince looked at Wanyin carefully carrying the mechanism away.

He couldn't help but sweat.

The lethality of this mechanism is not small.

Although it is not life-threatening, will putting this in the bridal chamber cast a shadow on Marquis Yongye?

The Eighth Prince: "Sister, if you do this, what if Yong Yehou gets injured?"

Gu Nuoer blinked lightly: "No, brother Siming is very skilled, I just want to see his reaction ability."

It was Ye Siming who bullied her first!

They all have magic spells, so they can't hurt them, but let's scare him first!

The Eighth Prince thought for a while and nodded in support.

"My sister is right."

He took out a small brocade box from his sleeve, and there were two jade pendants in good condition.

"This is what Yiwan asked me to bring to you. Congratulations on your happy wedding."

Gu Nuoer took it with a smile.

She raised her watery eyes to look at the Eighth Prince.

"Eighth Brother, you have such a good relationship with Yiwan, do you like her?"

"What nonsense sister! We are good friends. She is about the same age as you. I just take care of her more."

"Oh~" Gu Nuoer shook her head, seemingly casually: "Is that so? Well, I'm the one who was worried. It seems that you also know about her family's search for a matchmaker."

The Eighth Prince was taken aback, and quickly asked, "Looking for a matchmaker? Why?"

Gu Nuoer looked at him strangely.

"What else is there to find a matchmaker? Of course it's to say goodbye! Yiwan is already old, and I'm about to get married, let alone her?"

"But I didn't hear her tell me!" The Eighth Prince frowned.

Gu Nuoer smiled: "Why tell you, aren't you just good friends?"

The eighth prince clenched his fists: "A good friend can't hide it, no, I have to ask her. Sister, I'm going first!"

He hurried out.

Gu Nuoer looked at his back and snickered for a while.

At this time, Wanxuan came to report: "Princess, the Second Highness is here."

Before I saw anyone, I heard the second prince's sad cry.

"Sister, how can I live without you!"

Gu Nuo'er looked back, and saw the second prince, Gu Zitang, wearing gold and silver, walking in from the door with a sad expression on his face.

He sat at the table, covered his forehead and sighed, his eyes were red.

Gu Nuoer got used to it.

Because since the day of her marriage is approaching, the brothers have taken turns to cry almost every day.

The one who looked the saddest was none other than the second elder brother Gu Zitang.

Because no other brother can cry, he really shed tears.

Gu Nuoer walked over and poured him a cup of tea with a helpless smile.

"Second brother, didn't I tell you that even if I get married, I will still be in the capital. You can come and see me anytime."

"Really? Anytime, that is, can I move to your house?"

"That's not okay." Gu Nuoer shook her head sincerely.

The second prince pursed his mouth, pinched his brow with his finger wearing an emerald ring, and was filled with grief.

"My good little sister is going to get married just like that! From childhood to adulthood, the second brother has taken you the most times!"

"It's the second brother's happiest thing to see you in the palace every day. After you get married and move out, the emperor can bear it, but the second brother can't stand it!"

As he spoke, he lay prone on the table, the jade crown on his head shaking back and forth with fake crying.

The big pearl seemed to be about to fall.