The little guy struggled, ready to go to the ground, and took the initiative to take the responsibility of supporting the queen.
But Ye Siming held it tightly in his arms and couldn't move at all.
Ye Siming said coldly with a grim eyebrows: "Save it, there is a secret guard here, you are much more steadily than you. Otherwise, if you fall again, will you be more anxious to have the queen?"
Gu Nuoer bulged her cheeks, and although she was not convinced, she had to admit that what Ye Siming said was right.
She watched the queen be helped by secret guards and walked up the steps. When she arrived at the gate of Taishi Temple, Gu Nuoer breathed a sigh of relief.
As a national temple, Taishi Temple has always been full of pilgrims and has become popular.
But because the queen wanted to bring the princess to stay for a few days, Gu Yihan asked someone to seal the mountain road to Taishi Temple two days ago.
The high gate of Taishi Temple is yellow and red, the characters of Buddha are profound, and the sound of hitting the bell makes the valley look quiet and full of Zen.
The secret guards held the queen, Wanyin pulled Ayun, and Mu Shuzhen followed behind and entered the temple gate one after another.
Only Ye Siming held Gu Nuoer and stood at the entrance of Taishi Temple, raised his head and frowned at the plaque of Taishi Temple, and pondered in secret.
"Brother Si Ming, don't you go in?"
Ye Siming took his spirit back: "Enter."
He stepped inside and nothing happened.
The little shaman sweeping the floor had noticed the arrival of the queen and his party, so he hurriedly informed the abbot, the monk Zhijue.
Abbot Zhijue and the monks in the temple stood under the tree in the front yard to welcome the queen and the little princess.
Queen Du was still scared because of her fall just now: "I'm going to bother the abbot these days, please take us to the Zen room."
After saying that, she gently glanced at Gu Nuoer next to her: "My daughter has not eaten yet, so I also asked the abbot to prepare some delicious hot dishes and give her a taste."
Zhijue nodded: "Don't worry, noble man."
The abbot is over seventy years old, with a gray beard, and his eyebrows and eyes have the wisdom and age accumulated over the years.
His eyes slowly swept over Gu Nuoer.
The little guy held Ye Siming's arm and greeted him with a smile: "Grandpa Monk~"
The voice is sweet, soft and well-behaved, which brings a kind smile to Zhijue.
Although Zhijue may not remember it, Gu Nuoer still has a lot of impression on her.
Before she was born, she was still in Tianchi.
Seeing that his mother, Concubine Qiao was suffering from labor, Abbot Zhijue kept reciting the Peace Sutra for her and herself in the hall.
She had an extraordinary affection for this old monk.
When the abbot Zhijue looked at the boy beside Gu Nuoer, his gray brows slowly frowned.
The boy has a gloomy temperament and a cold look hides danger.
Like a cautious and fast lone wolf, her whole body exudes the aura of heavy killing.
In just a moment, Abbot Zhijue withdrew his gaze.
So he asked the little novice monk to lead everyone to the Zen room in the backyard.
Gu Nuoer and the Queen live in the same yard, with Ye Siming's house behind her.
Ye Siming sent the little guy and Wanyin to the door of the room, and Gu Nuoer tilted his head and said, "Brother Siming, if you are bored, come to me, I'll take you to play~"
Ye Siming responded coldly: "I want to sleep."
As he said that, he really left casually.
Wanyin was dissatisfied with his attitude towards the princess and was quite angry.
They usually talk nicely to the little princess.
How could the princess be so cute?
Wanyin took out the bag and took out the clothes that Concubine Qiao had prepared for Gu Nuoer to hang in the cabinet.
She did not forget to complain: "Princess, this young master Ye, I don't think it's suitable to be your guard. I have a bad temper, a cold attitude, and a very arrogant person."