He clasped his hands together and said, "Thank you, Lord Marquis."
Ye Siming stared at him coldly for a while before saying, "You have a runny nose."
Kongjue elegantly took out the handkerchief and wiped it.
He showed no embarrassment.
He just smiled indifferently and said: "I have been sitting in the tree for half an hour. The wind is a bit cold. My sister is busy with government affairs inside. I am embarrassed to disturb her by yelling."
Ye Siming couldn't help but laugh: "So you are such a good person, why do you go up the tree to chant sutras?"
Kongjue stretched out his finger.
Ye Siming looked up.
It turned out that there was a bird's nest in the tree.
"The wind was so strong today that it blew the bird's nest down, so I had to send it back. I couldn't get up, but I couldn't get down. I feel so ashamed." Kong Jue laughed.
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Ye Siming sneered: "You monks are trouble."
Kongjue lowered his head and saw cotton in his hand, and asked curiously: "What is this used for?"
Ye Siming said calmly: "The shoes made in the palace are always too hard. Gu Nuo'er is not used to wearing them. I want to make a more comfortable sole for her."
Kongjue was momentarily moved.
Ye Siming kept making sarcastic remarks, and from time to time he would also make sarcastic remarks and laugh at him.
But Kong Jue knew that this seemingly cold and heartless Yong Yehou had given his heart to his sister.
Kong Jue took the initiative and said, "General Wei Cang came in just now. Perhaps he and his sister have something important to discuss. Lord Marquis, you might as well have a few words with me."
Ye Siming seemed uninterested, but endured his impatience: "Say a maximum of five sentences."
Kongjue smiled handsomely: "Okay."
He looked up at the sky where the cold wind blew.
"Master Hou, what do you think of obsession?"
Ye Siming followed Kong Jue and sat on the corridor.
His long legs are slightly bent, and his sitting posture is casual and casual.
"Obsession is something for the weak. It's called obsession if you can't get it." Ye Siming narrowed his eyes, looking very careless.
Kongjue continued: "That's because you have nothing to lose at the moment. For example, you are in love with my sister, and you are lucky, she also likes you. What if she doesn't like you and chooses someone else?"
Ye Siming was sitting casually, but suddenly he straightened up.
His cold eyes turned serious: "She doesn't like me anymore?"
Kong Jue looked at him as if he was facing a formidable enemy, and felt ashamed for a moment.
"When discussing Buddhism, this is just a hypothesis. You don't need to panic."
Ye Siming frowned: "If Gu Nuoer hadn't chosen me, maybe she would have become my obsession."
Kong Jue nodded understandingly: "Then you will hurt others to achieve your own goals?"
Ye Siming paused for a moment, as if he had experienced a fierce ideological struggle at this moment.
"No. As long as Gu Nuoer doesn't let me do anything, I won't do it even if I can't get her."
"I love her, so I respect her. If I become unprincipled, she will definitely be sad and stay away from me."
Whether you are a human or a wolf, your natural instinct is to fight for the things you like.
But he promised Gu Nuoer that he would restrain his instincts, go against his nature, and always love and protect her.
Kongjue’s eyes moved.
He patted Ye Siming's shoulder lightly: "You are right, then..."
Ye Siming suddenly interrupted him and stood up directly: "I've said enough for five sentences, you can play by yourself."
Kong Jue was stunned: "Ah? Are you leaving now?"
Ye Siming waved his hand lazily without looking back.
Kongjue suddenly stood up and said with a smile: "Brother-in-law, walk slowly."
Ye Siming paused in his steps and suddenly looked back at Kongjue.
Kong Jue was smiling, very much like the old Zen man who tried to pull Ye Siming to escape into Buddhism.
When Ye Siming walked into the main hall, Wei Cang was about to get up and leave.
The table in front of Gu Nuoer was piled with memorials.
When she saw Ye Siming coming, her serious face suddenly changed into a coquettish one and she put down her pen.
"Brother Siming, I'm going to die from exhaustion!"
Ye Siming took three steps and took two steps forward.
Gu Nuoer stood up and was about to complain, but Ye Siming took the initiative to hug her.
No matter Wei Cang is still there.
"Don't dislike me." He suddenly said.
Gu Nuoer blinked in confusion: "Huh? What's wrong?"
Wei Cang stood aside and silently cupped his hands: "Um, I'll take my leave now."
He left in a hurry, leaving the two young people who were inseparable together with some alone time.