The little guy struggled, prepared to get off the ground, and took the initiative to take up the responsibility of supporting the queen.
But he was tightly held in Ye Siming's arms, unable to move at all.
Ye Siming frowned and said coldly: "Save it, there are secret guards here, and they can walk much more steadily than you. Otherwise, if you fall again, will the queen be even more anxious?"
Gu Nuoer puffed up her cheeks. Although she was not convinced, she had to admit that Ye Siming was right.
She watched the queen being helped up the steps by the secret guards. When she arrived at the gate of Taishi Temple, Gu Nuoer breathed a sigh of relief.
As a national temple, Taishi Temple has always had a constant flow of pilgrims and a flourishing incense.
But because the queen wanted to bring the princess to stay for a few days, Gu Yihan had the mountain road to Taishi Temple closed as early as two days ago.
The high gate of Taishi Temple is yellow and red, with profound Buddhist characters, and the sound of ringing bells makes the valley more tranquil and full of Zen.
The secret guard supported the queen, Wanyin pulled Ayun, and Mu Shuzhen followed, and they all entered the temple gate one after another.
Only Ye Siming, holding Gu Nuoer, stood at the gate of Taishi Temple, raised his head and frowned at the plaque of Taishi Temple, thinking secretly.
"Brother Siming, aren't you going in?"
Ye Siming regained his composure: "Come in."
When he stepped inside, nothing strange happened.
A young novice sweeping the floor had noticed the arrival of the queen and her entourage, and hurriedly informed the abbot, the eminent monk Zhijue.
Abbot Zhijue and the monks in the temple stood under the tree in the front yard to greet the queen and the little princess.
Queen Du was still frightened because of the fall just now: "I'm going to disturb the abbot these days. Please take us to the meditation room."
After saying that, she glanced tenderly at Gu Nuoer next to her: "My daughter hasn't eaten yet, so please ask the abbot to prepare some delicious hot dishes for her to taste."
Zhijue nodded: "Your Majesty, don't worry."
The abbot is over seventy years old, with a gray beard and facial features that reflect the wisdom and age accumulated over time.
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 was sweet and sweet, causing Zhijue to smile kindly.
Although Zhijue may not remember it, Gu Nuoer is still very impressed.
Before she was born, she was still in Tianchi.
Seeing that my mother, Concubine Qiao, was having a difficult childbirth, Abbot Zhijue had been reciting peace sutras for her and himself in the main hall.
She had an extraordinary fondness for this old monk.
When Abbot Zhijue looked at the young man next to Gu Nuoer, his gray brows slowly wrinkled.
The young man has a gloomy temperament and his cold eyes hide danger.
Like a cautious and swift lone wolf, his whole body exudes the aura of heavy killing.
After just a moment, Abbot Zhijue withdrew his gaze.
Then he asked the young novice monk to lead everyone to the Zen room in the backyard.
Gu Nuoer and the Queen lived in the same courtyard, and Ye Siming's house was behind hers.
Ye Siming sent the little guy and Wanyin to the door of the room. Gu Nuoer tilted his head: "Brother Siming, if you are bored, come to me and I will take you to play~"
Ye Siming responded coldly: "I want to sleep."
After saying that, he really walked away in style.
Wanyin was dissatisfied with his attitude towards the princess and was quite angry.
They usually treat the little princesses with nice words.
The princess is so cute, how can she be so cold!
Wanyin unpacked 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 think I am not suitable to be your bodyguard. His temper is too fierce, his attitude is cold, and he is too arrogant."