Yesiming pursed her thin lips, took the handkerchief and sat beside her.

Slender fingertips quickly peeled off the chestnut shell.

He asked casually, "Your hand... is it okay?"

Gu Nuoer snorted, raised her pinky to look around.

The white and tender finger flesh was as smooth as ever, without the slightest wound.

"Brother Siming, when you say that, I really feel a little pain! Hurry up and peel the chestnuts for me to eat, maybe it will be fine It's all there~"

Ye Siming clenched his teeth: "It's a small thing."

Five or six whole chestnut meats were not so hot when they were handed to Gu Nuoer from Ye Siming's hands.

She squinted happily as she ate, and did not forget to break another piece to share with the puppy.

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Gu Nuoer looked at the chestnut in her hand that was rejected by the puppy, she silently pinched it with her small hand, and held it to Ye Siming's mouth.

Yesmin:…

An angry tendon burst out from the boy's forehead.

"You think I didn't see it, this is what dogs don't eat, right?"

Gu Nuo'er's eyes flashed, and she was aggrieved: "Mother said, don't waste food."

Yesiming grabbed the half of the chestnut and threw it into his mouth, gnashing his teeth and chewing it, while staring at Gu Nuoer: "eat yours , don't do more!"

"Is it delicious?" The little guy asked with bright eyes.

At first, Ye Siming was too lazy to answer.

But Gu Nuoer persevered.

Ye Siming had no choice but to look elsewhere, nodding unnaturally: "It's okay."

Gu Nuoer ate the rest of the chestnuts happily.

Finally, she stretched out two soft little hands: "Brother Siming, carry me back to the house."

Ye Siming ignored her: "Go by yourself."

However, Gu Nuoer didn't discuss with him at all.

She twisted her little body and stood up, her fleshy little arms grabbed Ye Siming's back directly.

Ye Siming just wanted to capture her.

The little guy said pitifully: "I can wrestle! I'm full and can't walk."

Yesiming gritted his teeth, so he had to support Gu Nuoer with one hand and stood up with the other.

Why is this little thing so difficult to deal with.

On the way back, the little princess burst out with naughty and cute words from time to time, and the stern boy threatened again and again.

But the little princess laughed even more excitedly.

Abbot Zhijue stood under the corridor in the distance and saw this scene.

He slowly lowered his head and put his hands together: "Amitabha."

…

The next morning was still overcast.

Gu Nuoer got up very early, and today she and Queen Du will serve Buddha in the stupa for half a day.

The so-called “serving Buddha” is nothing more than staying there for a long time to show sincerity.

Gu Nuo'er is a child, I'm afraid I can't sit still and feel bored.

Queen Du didn't want to restrain her, so she asked Wan Yin to pack some candied cakes and bring them into the prayer tower to relieve her boredom.

At three quarters of the hour, the abbot Zhijue led a group of monks and led Queen Du and the little princess Gu Nuoer to the back mountain.

The Jing Pagoda stands in the back courtyard of Taishi Temple, closer to the deep forest, and it is quiet and distant.

"The madam, the princess, the poor monk has been sent here." Abbot Zhijue bowed slightly.

Queen Du led Gu Nuoer and nodded to him.

According to the rules, only members of the royal family can enter the pagoda to serve the Buddha, and even the palace and the guards must stay outside and wait.

The two monks opened the door of the pagoda one by one, and Queen Du led Gu Nuoer in.

Wan Yin watched from behind them, still couldn't help but clench her nervous heart.

until the door of the tower is slowly closed.