Thinking of still being in Ye Siming's tent, the sleepiness dispelled from her moist eyes.
The little girl sat up holding the quilt. At that moment, Ye Siming opened the curtain and came in.
"Are you awake?" He held a bowl of soy milk and a plate of minced meat in his hand.
Ye Siming put the things on the table and came over to put on her shoes: "You'd better put on my outer clothes first. The hot water for washing is ready."
Gu Nuoer blinked her long eyelashes: "Brother Siming, did you stay up all night?"
Ye Siming made a move.
Of course she didn't sleep, he completely tore her shoes...
The young man's tone was calm: "The soldiers haven't slept yet, so naturally I can't rest either."
Gu Nuoer pouted in distress and patted his shoulder with her little hand: "Thank you for your hard work."
Then, the little girl felt that the shoes she was wearing were wrong. She looked down and was stunned.
"Brother Siming, why are you wearing your black boots for me?"
Gu Nuo'er tried to stand up on her small feet, wearing men's black boots, but the big shoes didn't even fit her feet!
She wondered: "Where are my shoes?"
Ye Siming looked to the side unnaturally: "That one has a hole in it. I threw it away for you. You can wear mine first. There happens to be a spare pair in the tent. They are new and I haven't worn them yet.
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Gu Nuoer held up her skirt, looked down at her feet, and could only nod helplessly: "Okay."
After she tidied her clothes, she put on Ye Siming's outer clothes. There was no mirror in the tent, but Gu Nuo'er also knew that what she was wearing was neither fish nor fowl.
But the little girl has never been the one to show off, so she can tolerate it.
She used a chopstick to pull up her three thousand black hair, neatly and cleanly, revealing her thin white neck.
After washing up, I sat at the table to eat.
From the corner of her eye, Gu Nuoer saw a topographic map placed beside it. The location of the Jin Dynasty was circled with cinnabar, which was very conspicuous.
She hurriedly asked: "Brother Siming, do you want to attack the Jin Dynasty again?"
Yesi Mingben sat next to him, admiring the delicate look of the little girl eating slowly. He was stunned when he heard this: "Who told you?"
Gu Nuoer put down the spoon. Her petite body was hidden in his clothes, but she stretched out a small hand and held his slender palm tightly.
"Brother Siming, why don't you go? I can't live without you now."
Ye Siming's figure froze, and his thin eyes darkened.
He rarely heard Gu Nuoer express his reluctance like this.
The young man's heart was as if a spark of fire had been thrown into his heart, and in an instant his love ignited a prairie fire.
He clasped Gu Nuo'er's thin palm with his backhand and looked into her watery eyes. Ye Siming's voice became hoarse unconsciously.
"I won't go, but I want to ask you for a favor."
Ye Siming's thin lips raised slightly: "Is it okay, Your Highness Princess?"
Gu Nuoer, with a delicate and innocent face, looked at him seriously: "Okay, what do you want?"
The young man lowered his eyes and looked at her lips.
Before he could speak, the urgent voices of soldiers could be heard outside.
"Master Hou! There is something new at the granary!"
Impatience flashed in Ye Siming's eyes.
Why did it come at this time?
Gu Nuoer quickly grabbed his hand and walked out: "Let's go and see what's going on!"
The two people came to the outside of the granary. The place was strictly controlled by the imperial guards, and no random people were allowed to get close!
Qin Song walked over with a serious face and reported to Ye Siming and Gu Nuoer: "We found traces of kerosene poured in the granary that was not completely burned."