Kongjue suddenly shook his head and forced himself to wake up sleepily.

He saw Ye Siming still in his blurry vision.

So Kongjue said, "I'm not sleepy yet."

After saying this, Kongjue squinted his eyes again, and shook his body gently, as if he would fall to the ground at any time.

Ye Siming stood up with a cold and handsome face.

He lowered his eyes and said to Gu Nuoer, "I'll go back first."

Ye Siming could see that Kongjue didn't sleep, just waiting to see when he would leave.

Gu Nuo'er rubbed her eyes and felt a little sleepy, so she nodded: "I'm going to sleep too!"

Ye Siming walked to Kongjue and carried him directly on his shoulders.

When passing by Gu Nuo'er, the young man said, "I'll take this bald head away first, you can rest well."

Gu Nuoer looked at Kongjue and struggled slightly: "Marquis Yongye, please put the poor monk down."

Ye Siming left with Kongjue on his back, and grabbed his boots to help Gu Nuoer close the door.

The girl blinked her long eyelashes lightly, and after a while she couldn't help but sigh, "The relationship between Brother Siming and Brother Seven is really getting better and better!"

On the way that followed, because of the empty sleep, there were a lot of laughter and laughter.

For example, Kongjue's way of reminding Ye Siming not to stay in Gu Nuoer's room for a long time is to keep chanting sutras.

In the end, the boy was forced to come out with a gloomy face.

Of course, Ye Siming would fight back sometimes.

For example, Gu Nuoer saw the orange-red sunset at the end of the advancing river, illuminating the water with sparkles.

She became interested in painting.

So Ye Siming forced Kongjue to use his head as the red sun, and let Gu Nuoer look at Linyi.

Kongjue struggled to no avail, so he had to cooperate.

One more time.

As the seventh prince, Kongjue is also the eminent monk of Taishi Temple.

So he had nothing to do one day, just at the stern of the boat, teaching the Dharma to those court ladies who were interested.

Finally, he heard a gritted question from the deck above his head—

"Kongjue, you disturbed me."

The palace maids looked up, their faces were all shocked, and they hurriedly dispersed like birds and beasts.

Kongjue only saw that Ye Siming had just been lying here basking in the autumn sun.

He smiled slightly: "Master Hou, maybe you have a relationship with Buddhism. It's okay to listen to it."

On Ye Siming's forehead, there seemed to be an angry tendon bursting out.

Kongjue spoke like the old Zen man who was beaten by Ye Siming back then.

Ye Siming can still recall that Zen Zong was lying on the ground after being beaten by him, and he did not forget to say: "If the demon gods convert to Buddhism and take the old monk as their teacher, from now on..."

Before the words of Zen were finished, Ye Siming packed them up and threw them out of the Asura Realm.

Now Kongjue, actually said the same thing to him.

What annoys the wolf!

Looking at Kongjue's, the smile is friendly.

In Ye Siming's thin eyes, there was a hint of unruly playfulness.

The anger on his face gradually dissipated, and the young man leaned on the railing and said to Kongjue: "Speaking of which, the seventh prince thinks that bowl of soup is delicious these days?"

Kongjue put his hands together: "It's very delicious."

Ye Siming sneered: "Of course it's fresh, I asked the cook to mix it with lard, can it taste bad?"

Kongjue was stunned for a moment: "What!?"

He hurriedly turned around, faced the river, and scratched his throat with his hand: "Ouch..."

Seeing him like this, Ye Siming jumped down from the upper deck.

The boy's eyebrows were drawn into his temples, with a cheerful look.

"How could you believe me when I lied to you?" Ye Siming said, and then left with a smile.

Always listening to this stinky monk recite sutras, and finally made fun of him once.

Tie!

Kongjue was angry and anxious at this time, and looked at Ye Siming's back: "Marquis Yongye, you are actually playing with the poor monk!"