The Tyrant Father’s Pampered Daughter Chapter 511 - 511 Lover and Cousin Waiting for Nuo'er Together

Chapter 511 - 511 Lover and Cousin Waiting for Nuo'er Together

511 Lover and Cousin Waiting for Nuo’er Together
Gu Nuo’er nodded thoughtfully and didn’t say anything for a moment.
However, Kongjue couldn’t help but be curious and took the initiative to ask, “Do you know the person buried here?”
“Oh, I just met him two days ago. He was someone who helped another big baddie and wanted to harm me. However, before he died, he repented. Unfortunately, his life was still taken by another baddie.”
Kongjue paused in his actions, stunned.
He suddenly felt that—
His sister was so obedient.
This person wanted to help other people to harm her, but she could also bury the corpse out of kindness.
From the corner of his eye, Kongjue looked at the child sitting on a big rock at the side.
Her fair and pearl-like skin was delicate, her eyes were bright, her small nose was straight, and her pink lips were sparkling.
She was like a fairy in the mortal world.
However, behind her was a mass grave filled with corpses and eerie bones.
The child was like a sprite that had accidentally entered.
Why did this sister of his always catch him off guard?
Beside him were great demons with deep magic power and mysterious identities.
Now, she still dared to barge into this dense forest alone.
Kongjue retracted his overflowing thoughts and said sincerely, “It’s very good to be able to repay evil with kindness.”
Gu Nuo’er immediately widened her eyes. “I’m not like this every time. When I encounter those big baddies who specialize in bullying others, I won’t be soft-hearted at all!
“The books say that hateful people also have their pitiable points. However, some people are purely hateful! However, the person monk older brother is burying is very pitiful~”
Kongjue didn’t say anything else and only pursed his lips.
He quickly buried Han Zheng and stabbed his monk staff into the mud.
Then, he pressed his palms together and began to chant the sutra to help Han Zheng’s soul find peace.
At this moment, elegant music suddenly sounded from behind him.
His voice was pleasant to the ears. In the forest, it sounded even brighter and clearer.
It was as pleasant as if it could cleanse one’s heart.
Kongjue turned around and saw that Gu Nuo’er had picked up a green leaf that had yet to turn yellow from somewhere.
She placed it between her lips and blew gently.
Seeing that Kongjue was looking over, Gu Nuo’er also stopped.
She grinned. “It sounds good, right? My father taught me this. He said that when his father passed away a long time ago, he was very sad.
“He sat in the imperial mausoleum and played such clear music with leaves for the entire night. Father said that music can bring blessings and longing for the deceased. Therefore, I want to give it a try.”
Kongjue was stunned.
The bloodthirsty and cold-blooded father from his impression would actually reveal his weak and emotional side to this sister?
Kongjue thought that Gu Yihan only knew how to kill decisively. Things like playing music with leaves didn’t match his personality at all.
Kongjue nodded silently. “It sounds good.”
Then, he started chanting scriptures again. Gu Nuo’er swayed her small feet behind him and played a quiet leaf song.
The autumn wind blew past. She wondered if Han Zheng had heard it.
However, he must have gone to the other side that was even further away.
…
In the Four Seasons Sweet Shop.
Ye Siming sat in the hall with his arms crossed. His expression was cold, like a door god.
Not far to his left, Qiao Xiuli was sitting in a wheelchair. He was also very quiet and gentle.
The two of them only exchanged glances occasionally. Although they were both waiting for Gu Nuo’er, they didn’t communicate.
There was a girl beside Qiao Xiuli who was about the same age as him. She kept pestering Qiao Xiuli to talk.
“Young Master Qiao, it’s really a coincidence that we’ve bumped into each other this time. You like to eat sugar cakes from this place too? What flavor do you like? I’ll buy it for you.” The girl smiled.
Qiao Xiuli’s attendant blocked her, stopping her from getting too close.
Otherwise, he was really afraid that she would sit on his young master’s knee!
Qiao Xiuli’s expression was distant. “Miss, since this is a chance encounter, how did you know my surname?”
The girl was stunned and looked embarrassed.