In the evening, Wanyin led Gu Nuoer back to the palace.
Concubine Qiao has returned.
In the afternoon, she went to walk around with Concubine Yi and Concubine Lan.
Gu Nuoer held a few bright red fruits in her two small hands.
Each one is only the size of a thumb, with a very red skin and a full flesh.
"Mom~ Brother Si Ming picked it from the forest. Nuoer ate a lot. I brought it back and gave it to you and dad to try it."
The little man obediently held it in front of Concubine Qiao.
Concubine Qiao smiled gently and picked up Gu Nuoer.
"Nuoer is so good, and she also knows to share it with her mother and father."
Gu Nuoer held her head up, and her big eyes were filled with luster.
"Of course, there are good things in the nest, and I want to give them to my father and mother!"
Her white and tender little hands pinched a red fruit and put it into Concubine Qiao's mouth.
The mother and daughter were smiling happily.
Wanyin was beside her, lowering her head and listening silently.
The concubine didn't know yet that the elixir of the golden cereus that the emperor was going to give her had been destroyed!
"Mom~" The little guy rubbed into his mother's arms, raised his head, shining big eyes, and looked at Concubine Qiao with a sweet smile.
"There is a good thing in the nest, I want to give it to you. However, my mother has to promise Nuobao that she will not be angry."
Concubine Qiao pursed her red lips and smiled softly: "Why am I still angry when you give me something to my mother?"
"Well... I'll tell you a long story, I'll know if you'll see it!"
Gu Nuoer turned her head and shouted to Wanyin: "Sister Wanyin, go and take the small plate we dried in."
Wanyin said yes.
A moment later, she came in, holding a small porcelain plate the size of a palm in her hand.
Concubine Qiao took a look and found that there was a purple-red cream inside, and she didn't know what it was.
Gu Nuoer took it over and asked Wanyin to get a clean slender brush.
"Mom, I agreed, don't be angry! Nuobao is going to start painting."
The little man dipped a brush with a little water, then took the color in the small plate, intending to give Concubine Qiao a makeup!
Wanyin and Wanxuan looked at each other.
The Imperial Concubine loves beauty the most and pays great attention to image.
The painting by the little princess is probably unsatisfactory.
But Concubine Qiao was very happy and hugged her daughter and closed her eyes: "Okay, my mother wants to see what Nuobao is going to draw."
Gu Nuoer carefully pinched the brush with her little hands, slowly embellishing the eyebrows of Concubine Qiao.
Concubine Qiao closed her eyes, not knowing what the little guy drew.
I can only hear the occasional praise from Wanyin and Wanxuan-
"it's beautiful."
After a while, the little man said, "Okay! Sister Wanxuan, come with a small bronze mirror!"
Concubine Qiao opened her eyes and looked in the mirror.
I saw a small flower pearl on the face of a beautiful and dazzling beauty, a pair of distant eyebrows!
The color of the flower ornaments is purple-red, adding a touch of charm and tenderness to Concubine Qiao's already delicate facial features.
The three petals are full of lines outlined by the little guy's painting skills.
They stack together, like a small flower to be put on.
Concubine Qiao originally thought that Gu Nuoer was young and so-called painting was just free to play, and she might not look good.
But now when she looked at it again, she felt a sense of innocence.
"So special, Noel is so awesome, my mother likes it very much."
Gu Nuoer raised his chin proudly: "Mom, this one Nuoer drew has a name called Huo Tan!"
When Concubine Qiao heard this, she covered her lips and smiled, "What a coincidence? There is a golden flower in the flowerbed of the palace, which is also the name."
Gu Nuoer scratched her pink face embarrassedly: "Hehe, because...Nuobao made this small plate of rouge with the juice of the fire cereal."