Concubine Qiao caught a glimpse of the little man moving from the corner of her eye.
She turned her head and saw Gu Nuoer lying down, hiding her little face from the nose down in the quilt.
Only a pair of big, clear eyes like glass were revealed, blinking and blinking, listening to them quietly.
Concubine Qiao quickly coughed lightly.
Gu Yihan understood and looked aside.
Killing intent was evident in his eyes just now. When he saw his daughter's soft and white face, Gu Yihan immediately smiled lovingly.
"Nobao woke up, let daddy hold him."
The little one was held in Gu Yihan's arms. Her pink lips were like two peach blossoms, crystal clear and tender.
"Dad, when can you return to the palace?"
"Dad has arranged for the imperial guards to be stationed at Qingdao. We can leave in about two hours. Is Nuo Bao waiting in a hurry?"
Gu Nuoer shook his little head and said in a sweet and sweet tone: "Don't worry, as long as you are with your parents, Nuobao can go anywhere!"
Gu Yihan and Concubine Qiao were amused by her, and they both said that her little guy was clever.
At this time, Gu Nuoer sniffed her little nose.
"It smells so good, what is it?"
Gu Yihan said: "When dad came back just now, he saw Ye Siming setting up a fire to barbecue. If you are hungry, would you like dad to give you a try?"
When Gu Nuoer heard this, little stars suddenly lit up in his eyes.
"Routou! Daddy, hold me! Nobao is going."
How could she forget that in the beginning, she and brother Siming went up the mountain to catch chickens to eat?
Gu Yihan took Gu Nuo'er out of the carriage. At this time, the little guy saw a cluster of flames burning brightly in the center of the open space.
On the shelf, two pheasants were skewered with branches. They were roasted until they were smooth and sizzling!
Gu Nuoer's belly made a "gurgling" sound at the right time.
Ye Siming lowered his head and was adding firewood.
Jiang Xiaoran stood beside him, praying in an imageless way: "Si Ming, I'm hungry too. How about you give me a chicken wing to try first?"
"No." Ye Siming replied coldly.
Jiang Xiaoran was heartbroken: "I've slept all night and haven't eaten anything! Now I'm still trapped in the mountain. Oh, you really don't want to take pity on me?"
Ye Siming stood up and stared at him: "Gu Nuo'er eat first, and I'll give you the rest."
Jiang Xiaoran wanted to refute, but felt that there was nothing wrong with him.
Alas, what a miserable life he had!
This time I heard that the princess and Ye Siming were going to the mountains with the emperor to hunt, so even if his family were busy and had no time to go, he decided to take two servants to follow them up the mountains!
Jiang Xiaoran fell asleep as soon as he went up the mountain road. He thought he would go to the hunting palace when he got back together again.
Who knew! When he opened his eyes, he found that he and the emperor were trapped on this mountain road!
And I heard that while he was sleeping, Ye Siming and Gu Nuoer had already discovered two groups of assassins.
Jiang Xiaoran put his hands behind his back and stared at the greasy roast chicken, his eyes gleaming and he almost drooled on it.
He said smoothly: "These assassins are really stupid. Aren't they here to die in vain? Oh, it smells really good."
Ye Siming glanced at him coldly: "Don't be like a weasel, stay away."
"Is a weasel as handsome as me?!" Jiang Xiaoran protested, and out of the corner of his eye he caught a glimpse of Gu Yihan walking towards Gu Nuo'er.
He quickly and honestly said hello.
Gu Yihan held his daughter in his arms and could not help but look kind and cheerful: "No need to be polite."
Facing such a good-tempered emperor, Jiang Xiaoran only felt surprised.
When did the emperor become so gentle?
Over there, Gu Nuoer stretched out her little hand towards Ye Siming, with an innocent and cute little face: "Brother Siming, I'm hungry."