Just now, the mother and daughter came out and first went to the Duke Zhenguo's mansion to visit Gu Nuoer's grandfather.
Then we had lunch at the Zhen Guogong Mansion.
In the afternoon, Concubine Qiao took her to have a conversation with Mrs. Qiao.
It wasn't until Mrs. Qiao was tired and wanted to rest that she left.
This time I came to listen to music again.
Seeing that the sky was getting dark soon and it was almost dusk, Gu Nuoer was thinking about the agreement with Ye Siming and felt a little restless.
"Mother," the little girl asked in a low voice, "when will daddy come?"
Concubine Qiao picked up the teacup: "There's about an hour left."
She and Gu Yihan said that they would stay at Zhen Guo Gong Qiao's mansion in the afternoon.
Therefore, Gu Yihan must be still dealing with government affairs at this moment, so that he can spare time in the evening to accompany his daughter.
After hearing this, Gu Nuoer licked his lips hesitantly.
"Mother, I..."
She wanted to take the first step, but Concubine Qiao suddenly put down the tea cup and asked in an indifferent tone: "Nuo'er, what do you think of the scene on stage?"
Gu Nuoer raised her long eyelashes and looked towards the stage.
This play is about a princess who fell in love with a poor scholar and decided to marry him despite the objections of the emperor and queen.
However, when the country fell, the scholar, in order to protect himself, sacrificed the princess to the rebels as a sinner.
The princess hanged herself with hatred.
The actor sang this part with great sadness, making him cry so hard that his heart broke.
Some of the guests in the audience wiped their tears with handkerchiefs, feeling sorry for what happened to the princess, and gnashing their teeth at the heartless man!
Gu Nuoer pursed her lips: "I think... the singing is quite good, but the princess's plight is worth pity."
Concubine Qiao nodded and looked at her daughter with a deep look: "If you meet someone unkindly and know someone poorly, how a girl chooses her husband often determines her future destiny, even if she is a princess."
She smiled lightly: "Nuo'er, if this happens to you, what would you do?"
"Me?" Gu Nuoer thought seriously for three seconds: "Let Brother Siming beat him to death."
Concubine Qiao:......
She asked without giving up: "What if Yong Yehou is gone? For example, he was killed by the rebels?"
Gu Nuoer immediately covered her lips and smiled sweetly, her eyebrows curved: "How is that possible? Who can beat brother Siming? You are not afraid of tens of thousands of people!"
Concubine Qiao pressed her fingertips between her eyebrows: "Mom, this is just an analogy. Suppose Marquis Yongye dies in battle, how would you behave against a heartless man?"
Gu Nuoer pondered for a moment, then raised her sparkling eyes: "I killed him with my own hands!"
The little girl has pretty pink cheeks and full eyes.
Anyone who sees this face will be so heartbroken that they would rather kill her than get her fingertips dirty.
Concubine Qiao sighed.
"The girl named Qin Ling didn't love herself a few days ago. You've seen the consequences. Nuo'er, you're almost in age. Maybe one day you'll meet your sweetheart and get married."
"Mom, no matter what kind of person you like, I just hope that you will consider it carefully and understand that your intention is to like it and not to be impulsive."
She stretched out her hand and gently held her daughter's hand: "You must also know that if the other person loves you, then he will respect everything about you and will not force you or trick you."
"You are a princess, and the person who really likes you, in his eyes, no matter what your identity is, you are the only one for him. If there is danger, others can retreat in fear, but only he will step forward regardless of himself."