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The Tyrant Father's Pampered Daughter

Chapter 211 - You Have to Help Me Find A Dress to Change Into

Chapter 211: You Have to Help Me Find A Dress to Change Into

Translator: Atlas Studios  Editor: Atlas Studios

Ye Siming quickly carried her in his arms. He didn’t know how to deal with this situation.

How should one take care of a drunk human child!?

He looked at Madam Bai helplessly and anxiously. “What should we do now? Her forehead is very hot.”

Madam Bai hurriedly said, “Bring the princess to the room in the east courtyard, the one opposite your courtyard. I’ve already tidied up the room. I’ll get the maidservant to make some hangover soup now!”

Seeing her run away in a hurry, Ye Siming quickly followed.

Bai Yi was stunned on the spot. He wanted to help, but there seemed to be no place for him to interfere.

He looked at the unconscious man in black and Butler Wu and decided that he should lock up these two spies first.

Ye Siming tried his best to run steadily and quickly, but the alcohol in the child’s body gradually started to kick in when the night wind blew.

She looked up at the night sky. “There are so many stars spinning.”

Ye Siming pursed his lips. “There are only two cold stars tonight. You’re giddy from being drunk.”

At the mention of this, the child looked very aggrieved. She muttered, “Elder Brother Siming, am I very fat? The wooden board was broken by me. Boohoo.”

Ye Siming was silent for a moment before saying, “That wooden board had poor judgment skills and deliberately bullied you.”

Gu Nuo’er placed her dizzy head on Ye Siming’s shoulder.

The churning feeling in her stomach grew stronger.

From time to time, she would let out a long burp.

Her stomach felt very bloated.

Gu Nuo’er recalled that there was a Beauty Yu1 in the palace who was like this when she was pregnant with Gu Nuo’er’s younger brother.

Every time she paid her respects to her mother, she would say that her stomach was swollen and she wanted to burp. She farted a lot too!

Gu Nuo’er leaned on Ye Siming’s shoulder sadly and subconsciously grabbed his collar. “Elder Brother Siming, I might be pregnant with a baby!”

Ye Siming was speechless.

“Actually, I have a way for you to quickly get rid of the alcohol. Do you want to hear it?”

Gu Nuo’er quickly nodded but realized that it made her even dizzier. She lay back down obediently.

Ye Siming pursed his lips and said, “I’ll turn you upside down and shake you up. You’ll feel better after you vomit. I’ll control my strength well.”

Gu Nuo’er said, “… Than I’ll stay drunk then.”

Elder Brother Siming didn’t know how to take care of children at all. Hmph!

Finally, Ye Siming arrived at the courtyard that Madam Bai had mentioned. He kicked open the door and quickly placed Gu Nuo’er on the bed.

At this moment, the child’s face was already as red as if she had been kissed by the sunset.

Only her big pair of eyes that were filled with a hazy light seemed to be even brighter.

She groaned and wanted to ease the discomfort in her stomach, but moving her small butt on the bed didn’t help.

Gu Nuo’er was very delicate. At this moment, her eyes were already filled with pearl-like tears that just welled up in her eyes for a long time and didn’t roll off. They made her look pitiful.

“Elder Brother Siming, my stomach hurts.”

Ye Siming’s eyes darkened. She had taken a few big gulps of wine, so of course she felt uncomfortable.

Gu Nuo’er rolled from the head of the bed to the end of the bed, but she still could not ease the discomfort.

In the end, the child couldn’t take it anymore and secretly waved her little finger.

The discomfort instantly disappeared without a trace. Unfortunately, she was still drunk.

She sat up in a daze and wrapped herself in the small blanket like a dumpling, only revealing her fair and delicate face.

Ye Siming poured her a few cups of water. Seeing that she wasn’t getting better at all, he frowned and asked, “Does your stomach still hurt?”

Gu Nuo’er shook her head obediently. “It doesn’t hurt that much anymore, but, Elder Brother Siming, my clothes are all wet. You have to help me find a dress to change into.”

Ye Siming was stunned.

Where was he going to find a dress?

Was it too late to go outside and bring one back?