The Tyrant Father's Pampered Daughter Chapter 1092 -: You Can Call Me Anything

Gu Nuo’er’s small hand tightly grasped Ye Siming’s finger.

Her little demeanor was exceptionally resolute.

“Brother Siming, you mustn’t mind what Linzhou said.”

Gu Nuo’er offered words of comfort in her gentle tone. “You are my dearest friend, you can call me whatever you like!”

She turned her head, her clear, bright eyes conveying genuine sincerity and warmth towards him.

Ye Siming’s gaze was still clouded with the animosity Yun Linzhou had stirred up moments before.

Yet, upon seeing Gu Nuo’er, the anger in his eyes began to fade.

It softened into a subtle coolness.

The young man, still harboring a trace of displeasure, inquired with a slight awkwardness, “Then, is he considered your friend?”

“Oh, he used to be,” Gu Nuo’er responded without hesitation.

She fluttered her long lashes. “Friends ought to be truthful with one another. Linzhou was not truthful at all.

He spouted a torrent of falsehoods earlier, and I simply couldn’t be bothered to call him out on it.

After all, my primary objective for journeying to the Xili Empire was not him.”

“As long as he doesn’t interfere with me, whatever sort of person he becomes is of no concern to me.”

Hearing her words, Ye Siming gazed at Gu Nuo’er’s delicate profile.

The soft moonlight cascaded upon her adorable, exquisitely crafted face, enhancing the rosy undertones of her skin.

A wave of tenderness washed over the young man’s heart. follOw current novℯls on novℯlbin. com

It was because Gu Nuo’er had, without a moment’s pause, firmly chosen to stand beside him earlier.

Despite her tiny stature, she had intended to shield him.

The earlier feelings of being overlooked, the suspicion of jealousy, and all other unpleasant emotions he had experienced...

At this very moment, they were all soothed away by her actions.

Ye Siming couldn’t help but curve his thin lips. Unseen by anyone, he broke into a brilliant smile, reminiscent of a carefree youth.

As the grand banquet drew near its commencement, Ling Tianyin and Empress Zhong finally made their grand entrance.

Ling Tianyin offered a few perfunctory words, expressing his gratitude to Wei Cang for his diligent efforts.

Throughout the exchange, Wei Cang maintained a solemn countenance and a deferential posture.

It was evident to any observant onlooker.

A clear estrangement existed between Governor Wei and His Imperial Majesty.

After all, Wei Cang had undertaken a perilous journey to Great Qi on Ling Tianyin’s behalf, narrowly escaping grave danger.

Upon his return to the Xili Empire, he found himself confined to prison by Ling

Tianyin.

Such treatment would naturally be difficult for anyone to accept.

Ling Tianyin, fully aware of his previous impulsiveness, therefore decided to publicly elevate Wei Cang’s official standing.

Wei Cang received this promotion with an even greater semblance of calm.

He clasped his hands in thanks. Beyond that gesture, no trace of joy could be seen on his features.

Witnessing this, Ling Tianyin’s brow furrowed, and a flicker of irritation ignited within his eyes.

He felt he had already provided Wei Cang with a path towards reconciliation.

Yet, why did Wei Cang persist in maintaining such an attitude?

Did he truly expect an emperor to offer him an apology?

Just as Ling Tianyin’s temper began to simmer...

His gaze shifted, and he suddenly noticed a child beckoning to him from

Consort Lu’s prominent table.

Ling Tianyin’s attention was drawn.

Gu Nuo’er placed her two tiny hands near her lips and tilted her head slightly, her large, expressive eyes sparkling.

She silently formed the words with her lips.

“Smile.”

Ling Tianyin froze in astonishment.

Was this child actually urging him to smile?!

Ling Tianyin averted his gaze, his expression hardening once more.

He had no intention of being lectured by a mere child.

However, for reasons unknown, his eyes furtively flickered back towards Gu Nuo’er.

The child then positioned her small hands beneath her chin, striking a pose like a blooming flower.

Gu Nuo’er blinked her lively eyes, her fair and delicate face radiating an innocent charm.

She reiterated her silent, earnest plea: “Smile!”

The corners of Ling Tianyin’s mouth twitched involuntarily.

In a sudden turn of events, observed by all present, the Emperor, who had been seated at the head of the table with an expression as stony as if he were owed a king’s ransom, revealed a smile that was exceedingly rare.

His Majesty, on the very precipice of losing his temper, actually smiled.

This unexpected development sent a tremor of shock through the assembled nobles and officials!