After New Year's Eve, I heard that General Zhendong wanted to drag his body in unbearable pain to the palace to meet the emperor several times.
Unexpectedly, Gu Yihan refused coldly again and again, and in the end he became irritable and said: "It's the Chinese New Year, and he's very sick again. I don't think it's unlucky, but I do. Let him stay somewhere to cool down."
!”
Gu Yihan was actually in a good mood at the moment, but General Zhendong kept getting into trouble and annoyed him.
He just went to visit Concubine Qiao with the rice paper written by Gu Nuoer saying "Daddy loves me the most".
Concubine Qiao took out Gu Nuoer's inkwriting of "My Favorite Mother" and compared it, and found that it was written three times more on Gu Yihan's piece of paper than hers.
Gu Yihan immediately laughed loudly: "Nobao loves me three times more than he loves you. Don't underestimate these three times. I heard Liu Aiqing, who has eight daughters in the court, said that the more a daughter likes her father, the more she will like her father in the future.
I rely more on my father."
Concubine Qiao was so angry that she lost the ability to organize words.
Seeing the emperor's triumphant expression, I really wanted to ask him.
Gu Nuo'er is their common daughter. The emperor always thinks that Gu Nuo'er was born to him. What's going on?
Finally, Concubine Qiao sighed slightly, not prepared to argue with Gu Yihan.
"As long as the emperor is happy."
The smile on Gu Yihan's handsome eyebrows deepened: "After all, you are still angry, my concubine, please be more generous."
Concubine Qiao:......
Gu Yihan looked around in the Qiushui Palace: "Why don't you see Nuobao? Where did you go to play?"
"I guess I went to see the little white tiger."
Gu Yihan sighed: "I still miss the time when Nobao couldn't run. She was a small ball when she was one year old, and she walked unsteadily and crookedly.
Follow me and call you daddy, my concubine, you know, my heart is about to melt, I wish I could give her the throne right away."
Concubine Qiao was startled: "Your Majesty, please don't say anything like this that will harm Nuo'er's happiness."
Gu Yihan looked at her calmly, half-smiling but not smiling: "Look, you're scared."
After that, he strode out, saying that he was going back to the imperial study to review the memorial.
After the emperor returned to the imperial study, he drove Chun Shou and others out of the door, and said seriously that he was going to start handling government affairs.
As soon as the door closed, he took out the paper Gu Nuoer practiced calligraphy from his sleeve and danced with great enthusiasm.
"In the final analysis, I, as the father, am better, and the noble concubine still loses in the end."
He was waving his arms and doing a series of Tai Chi.
Just as Gu Yihan was immersed in his performance, he suddenly caught a clear sight from the corner of his eye.
Gu Yihan was startled and turned to look.
His precious daughter, Gu Nuoer, was hiding under his royal desk, with a yellow cloth on her head, curiously watching his twisting posture.
Gu Yihan froze on the spot.
Will the handsome and unrestrained father image he established in front of Nuoer be destroyed in one day?
By then, will he be an unreliable father in Nuo'er's heart?
The father and daughter remained calm and looked at each other for a long time.
Gu Nuoer then said softly: "Daddy, why don't you come and hug me!"
Gu Yihan seemed to have woken up from a big dream, and quickly stepped over and picked up the little guy from under the table.
"Good Noble, what are you doing hiding here with daddy?"
Gu Nuoer smiled sweetly, showing her little white teeth, looking cute and cute.
"I'm looking for Tutu."
"What picture?"
"It's the kind that draws a lot of mountains and water, roads, towns, and states and counties! Does Dad have one?"