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Chapter 127 Why Are You Watching the Moon Alone

Before Mu Shu finished speaking, Gu Nuoer suddenly covered her lips with her small hand: "Oh no!"

She turned to look at Wanyin: "I forgot to call Brother Siming to come for dinner!"

Wanyin smiled and said: "Before dinner, I asked the secret guard to ask the young master who stayed overnight. He has no lights in the house and I don't know where he went. Maybe he doesn't want to eat. Princess, don't worry about him."

Gu Nuoer spoke righteously: "How can that be done? If you don't eat and you are hungry, you will not grow up!"

After saying that, she would go looking for Ye Siming with her short legs.

After walking a few steps, I suddenly remembered something.

Turning back, his eyes were dark and lively: "By the way, Sister Shuzhen, what were you going to say just now?"

Mu Shuzhen had just made up his mind to tell the little princess, but at this moment, he didn't know how to say the words that came to his lips.

Seeing how nervous the little princess was about Ye Siming, she obviously regarded him as a good friend.

If she tells the truth again, will it be too cruel for the princess?

Mu Shuzhen was really hesitant.

Finally, she took out a yellow talisman folded into a triangle from her sleeve and handed it to Gu Nuoer.

"Princess, I want to say that it is not safe for wild beasts in this mountain. Although it is already winter and many wild beasts are hibernating, we are still afraid of accidents.

My slave will give you this specially made beast-repelling talisman. You can put it in your sleeve pocket to keep yourself safe."

Wanyin took it over and looked at it, and saw that it was just an ordinary charm with something crookedly written on it using cinnabar.

She was a little surprised: "Miss Mu, do you know how to do this?"

Mu Shuzhen lowered his eyelashes and looked a little embarrassed: "I know how to touch fur."

Gu Nuoer glanced at it with watery eyes, took it happily, and put it in her small pocket.

"I know, sister Shuzhen, don't worry, go find the Queen Mother quickly, she needs your care more than me!"

After that, the little guy ran to find Ye Siming with his little feet.

Wanyin wanted to chase after her, but thinking that the princess had eaten too much at night, she had to go to the kitchen and planned to cook some hawthorn soup for the princess to eat.

Anyway, there are guards in the dark, and the princess will not leave the temple, so there should be no danger.

"Brother Siming?" Gu Nuoer walked to his house, but found that there was no light inside.

Haven't you come back yet?

The little guy opened the door and heard a creaking sound.

She poked her head in and saw the man sitting on the window sill, looking at the moon from her side.

The decoration in the Zen room is simple and there are no screens to block it.

Gu Nuoer clearly saw Ye Siming bending his knees and leaning on the window sill, with his slender fingertips hanging casually on the side of his knees.

Hearing the sound, he didn't even look back.

He just looked at Xuan Yue, as if he was in a bad mood.

The cold wind from the mountains blew in through the window and drifted onto Gu Nuoer's face at the door.

The little guy shook his chubby face from the cold.

"It's so cold, brother Siming, why are you sitting here blowing the wind?"

Ye Siming didn't answer her. After a while, he said lazily and casually: "It's getting late, you should go back to bed."

The door creaked shut behind him.

Ye Siming turned his head, a hint of surprise appearing in his cold eyebrows.

Because, Gu Nuoer closed the door and walked over rubbing her little hands.

"What are you looking at? I want to see it too!" Gu Nuoer stood up on tiptoes curiously and pulled the window sill with her little hands.

He tried his best to look up at the moonlight that Ye Siming had stared at.

Ye Siming lowered his head and looked at the little meat bun in front of him. He had ten small fingers and white, tender and red nails, hanging on the window sill like little pearls.

Want to eat children.


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