Today, Gu Nuoer not only found out and exposed the matter.
He also brutally brought the evildoers to justice.
Let all those who persecuted the late queen be punished.
The gloom in Gu Yihan's heart was completely swept away.
Because he understood that his queen mother never wanted him back then!
Now, in my heart, there is only deep shame and regret that as a son, I cannot fulfill my filial piety.
At this moment, Gu Yihan felt that the little head lying on his knees moved.
He came back to his senses, looked at his daughter, and said in a hoarse voice: "Nuo'er, are you tired? Daddy can hug you."
Gu Nuoer originally just wanted to change her position and lie down, but her neck felt a little sore.
But she knew that her father was feeling sad at the moment, so she didn't want to disturb him.
The little guy quickly waved his white and tender hands: "No, daddy, Nuo'er is not tired at all."
She raised her head and saw with her big watery eyes that her father's eyes were red.
The outside world has always called Gu Yihan the iron-fisted emperor.
Gu Yihan once went on a military expedition and suffered injuries of all sizes without even frowning!
Even since the little guy was born, I have never seen him cry.
It turns out it’s not that I don’t shed tears, it’s that I haven’t reached the point of being sad.
The loneliness of losing his mother at a young age made the emperor, who was always decisive, unable to help but blush.
The little guy held his father's finger distressedly: "Dad, don't be sad. Grandma Huang must be very happy now. We all took it out on her!"
Gu Yihan smiled, his eyes flashing with sadness.
He bent down and picked up the little guy: "Nuo'er is right, we all vented our anger on the mother, but it's such a pity, it would be better if she was still here."
Concubine Qiao has been by her side quietly.
Hearing this, she stepped forward and leaned on Gu Yihan's shoulder from the side.
"Your Majesty, don't be sad, otherwise my godmother will feel distressed when she sees it."
Gu Nuoer's voice was soft: "Dad, do you know that after the death of loved ones, everything in this world will change."
"She may become the wind, a flower, a ray of sunshine that shines on you, or she may become a little star, or even more likely, Grandma Huang will become a butterfly."
"When you don't know it, she has been by your side and watched you grow. They have not left, they just exist in a different way."
The little guy tugged on his sleeve: "Dad, I have a gift for you. Would you like to go to the Cold Palace with me now?"
Gu Yihan knew that his daughter wanted to free him.
Because of the little guy's words, his heart felt even warmer.
He smiled warmly and said, "Okay, daddy is also looking forward to Nuoer's gift."
Gu Nuoer's eyebrows suddenly brightened, and she looked at Wanxuan: "Sister Wanxuan, as I said before, help me get the scroll and send it to the cold palace."
Wanxuan nodded quickly: "Yes, princess."
Seeing Wanxuan leaving in a hurry, Concubine Qiao smiled and was confused: "Why are you going to the cold palace?"
"Mom and dad will know after they come with me."
The family of three got together and soon arrived at Leng Palace.
Although it is late spring, it is a good season for the fallen flowers to bloom and the grass to grow and for warblers to fly.
But the Cold Palace is still desolate and devastated, with dilapidated pavilions and pavilions everywhere.
Gu Nuoer took Gu Yihan and Concubine Qiao to a cold palace where the late Queen Chi lived before her death.
Wanxuan presented the scroll and the little guy waved his hand.
There were two palace servants, one up and one down, slowly unfolding the scroll.
Gu Yihan looked at it with a smile at first, when the whole scroll appeared in front of his eyes.
His smile suddenly froze, and his eyebrows were filled with uncertainty.