Ye Siming glanced sideways and saw Gu Nuo'er's delicate face inches away.
He pursed his thin lips.
Just now, he saw a translucent pink pastry called Immortal Peach Jelly in the pavilion.
It was similar to the child's face.
He felt like eating it.
Ye Siming took the box from Gu Nuo'er's hand and weighed it. "What is it?"
The child shook her head. "I don't know. A bad-looking maidservant older sister gave it to me just now."
Ye Siming frowned slightly. "She gave it to you and asked you to give it to Grand Preceptor Du?"
"That's right, but I'm not that stupid. I'm going to tell Grand Preceptor grandpa directly!"
Ye Siming carried the child and found Grand Preceptor Du in the front courtyard.
At that moment, the Grace Defender Duke had already gone somewhere to deal with his acquaintances.
Grand Preceptor Du was communicating with the butler about what areas to pay attention to when the banquet started later.