Ye Siming pursed his thin lips, took the handkerchief and sat next to her.
The slender fingertips quickly peeled off the chestnut shell.
He pretended to be careless and asked, "Your hand... is fine?"
Gu Nuoer hushed and raised her little finger to look around.
The white and tender fingers are as smooth as before, without any wounds.
"Brother Si Ming, I really feel a little painful when you say this! You should peel the chestnuts and give them to me, maybe it will be fine~"
Ye Siming gritted his teeth when he heard this: "A little thing that is more and more capable."
When five or six complete chestnut meat was handed to Gu Nuo from Ye Siming's hand, it was no longer so hot.
She squinted her eyes and was happy to eat, and she didn't forget to break up another piece to share with the puppy.
Unexpectedly, the puppy seemed to be full and didn't smell it, so he lay down on the side and took a nap.
Gu Nuoer looked at the chestnut in her hand that was rejected by the puppy, and she silently pinched it with her little hand and held it to Ye Siming's mouth.
Ye Siming:...
A rage tendon broke out on the boy's forehead.
"You think I didn't see it, is this what the dog doesn't eat?"
Gu Nuoer's eyes flashed, feeling aggrieved: "Mom said that you can't waste food."
Ye Siming snatched the half of the chestnut and threw it into his mouth. While chewing the teeth, he stared at Gu Nuoer coldly: "Eat yours, don't worry 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 and nodded unnaturally: "It's OK."
Gu Nuoer was in a happy mood to eat all the remaining chestnuts.
Finally, he stretched out his two soft little hands: "Brother Si Ming, carry me back to the house."
Ye Siming ignored her: "Go away by yourself."
However, Gu Nuoer didn't discuss it with him at all.
She twisted her body and stood up, and her fleshy little arms directly grabbed Ye Siming's back.
Ye Siming was about to capture her.
The little guy said pitifully: "I can fall! I'm full and can't walk."
Ye Siming gritted his teeth and had to hold Gu Nuoer with one hand and stand 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 cold and angry boy threatened again and again.
But it attracted the little princess's laughter even more.
Abbot Zhijue stood in the corridor in the distance and saw this scene.
He slowly lowered his head and folded his hands together: "Amitabha."
Fate comes from fate and causes and effects.
...
The next morning, the weather was still gloomy.
Gu Nuoer got up very early. Today she was going to serve Buddha in the Sutra Tower with Empress Du for half a day.
The so-called serving Buddha is nothing more than staying in there for half a day to show sincerity.
Gu Nuoer is a child, so she may not be able to sit still and feel bored.
Queen Du was unwilling to restrain her, so she asked Wanyin to put on some candied pastries and bring them into the Sutra Tower to relieve her boredom.
At the third hour of the Chen hour, Abbot Zhijue led a group of monks to lead Empress Du and the little princess Gu Nuoer to the back mountain.
The pagoda stands in the yard at the end of Taishi Temple, closer to the deep forest, and at the end is quiet and distant.
"Empress, princess, I am here." Abbot Zhijue bowed slightly.
Empress Du held Gu Nuoer and nodded at him.
According to the rules, only people in the royal family can enter the sutra tower to serve the Buddha, and even the palace servants and secret guards must stay outside and wait.
The two monks opened the door of the sutra tower one left and one right, and Empress Du led Gu Nuoer into it.
Wanyin looked behind them, still couldn't help but tighten her nervous heart.
Until the gate through the tower is slowly closed.