After New Year's Eve, I heard that General Zhendong wanted to drag his unbearable pain into the palace to meet the emperor several times.
Unexpectedly, Gu Yihan refused coldly again and finally became irritable and said, "It's the New Year, he is sick again, and he doesn't care about it bad luck. I still think it's cool and stay wherever he wants.
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Gu Yihan is actually in a good mood now, but General Zhendong is always in trouble and annoyed him.
He just took the rice paper "Love Daddy the Most" written by Gu Nuoer and went to visit Concubine Qiao.
Concubine Qiao took out the ink marks of Gu Nuoer who "loved her most" and found that the ones written on Gu Yihan's paper were actually three times more than hers.
Gu Yihan immediately laughed loudly: "Nuobao loves me, three times more than loves you. Don't underestimate these three times. I heard Liu Aiqing, who has eight daughters in the court, say that the more his daughter likes his father, the more he will be.
Relying on father more.”
Guifei Qiao was so angry that she lost her ability to organize language.
Looking at the emperor's smug expression, I really wanted to ask him a question.
Gu Nuoer is their common daughter. The emperor always thinks that he gave birth to Nuoer. What's going on?
Finally, Concubine Qiao sighed slightly, not planning to argue with Gu Yihan.
"It's good if the emperor is happy."
Gu Yihan's handsome eyebrows and eyes smiled even deeper: "No matter how you say it, you are still angry, concubine, please be generous."
Concubine Qiao:...
Gu Yihan looked around in the Qiushui Palace: "Why didn't you see Nuobao? Where did you go to play?"
"I guess I'm going to see the little white tiger."
Gu Yihan sighed: "I still miss when Nuobao couldn't run. She was a small group when she was one year old and she couldn't walk steadily, and she was crooked,
Following behind my butt, he called Daddy, Concubine, do you know? My heart is almost melting, and I wish I could give her the throne immediately."
Concubine Qiao was startled: "Your Majesty, don't talk nonsense about this."
Gu Yihan looked at her calmly, smiling as if he was smiling: "Look at you're scared."
After saying that, he strode out and said he wanted to go back to the imperial study room to review the memorials.
After the emperor returned to the imperial study room, he rushed Chunshou and others to the door and said seriously that he was going to start handling government affairs.
As soon as the door was closed, he took out the piece of paper that Gu Nuoer had practiced writing from his sleeve, danced and was in high spirits.
"After all, I am the one who is a father, and the imperial concubine still lost."
He was waving his arms and doing a series of Tai Chi.
Just as Gu Yihan was sinking into the performance, his light suddenly caught a clear vision.
Gu Yihan was stunned and turned his head to look.
His precious daughter Gu Nuoer was hiking under his imperial desk, with a yellow cloth above his head, and curiously watching him twist his body.
Gu Yihan was frozen in place.
Will the handsome and handsome father image he established in front of Noor be ruined?
By then, will he be an unreliable father in Nuoer's heart?
The father and daughter calmed down and looked at each other for a long time.
Gu Nuoer said softly: "Dad, why haven't you come and hugged me yet!"
Gu Yihan seemed to wake up from a dream, and quickly stepped over and picked up the little guy from under the table.
"Hello Nuobao, what are you doing with Daddy?"
Gu Nuoer smiled sweetly, revealing her little white teeth, looking pretty and cute.
"I'm looking for Tutu."
"What picture?"
"It's just that I have painted many mountains and waters, roads, towns and prefectures and counties! Is there any dad?"