Since Gu Nuo'er was born, Gu Yihan's whole heart has been devoted to his daughter, and the rest of the time is spent on government affairs.

The three-yearly draft is never seen again.

Now that Xiao Nuoer is fourteen, the courtiers have repeatedly suggested that the emperor fill the six palaces.

But they were all rejected by Gu Yihan.

Gu Yihan told the ministers that he has more than 20 sons, so what is the need for the harem to be filled?

Anyway, there will be no more children, as long as Nuo'er is a daughter, it will be enough.

The ministers did not dare to object.

As a result, some highly respected old officials asked for Mr. Qiao's head.

A few months ago, Mrs. Qiao entered the palace to visit her daughter and granddaughter, and she told Concubine Qiao about this incident and asked her to persuade the emperor.

After all, the draft is not just about recruiting beauties, but also a means to stabilize the power of the imperial court.

It is necessary for a strong country.

Concubine Qiao took the opportunity to say it many times, but was fooled by Gu Yihan's gag.

This time, she mentioned it again.

"Your Majesty, you think this way, although you don't want to fill the sixth palace anymore, the girls from the draft sometimes take a form, even if they stop the mouths of the ministers, or maybe there are a few of the show girls. , The rest of the concubines and sisters thought it was suitable, and took them to be the imperial concubine. After all, the First Highness, the Second Highness... have reached the age to marry."

Concubine Qiao added wine for Gu Yihan, her tone was low, and she inexplicably carried a hint of coquettishness: "Your Majesty, you can allow it once, just treat it as a face for the concubine. Second, the concubines don't want to carry the reputation of being the only one."

Suddenly, Gu Yihan grabbed her wrist.

Concubine Qiao Gui raised her eyes, looked at Gu Yihan, and saw a faint expression in his eyes.

"Yayu, I find it strange that in another harem, the emperor's woman would like him to only love her forever. Why did you have to help me open the door and call 'Ladies' when I came to you."

Concubine Qiao stunned, and said with shame and anger: "How can I have a concubine! This is all for the emperor's consideration. Fourteen years after Nuo'er was born, you have never held a draft. This is the ritual system passed down from the ancestors, and it is absolutely impossible. It's a virtual reality."

After drinking some wine, Concubine Qiao said boldly, "Jingzong, I only asked you once..."

Jingzong is Gu Yihan's word.

When the two were still young, Concubine Qiao would occasionally call him that when she hadn't married him.

Gu Yihan raised his eyebrows, his face flushed red after drinking, which made his handsome eyebrows even deeper.

"Okay, just this time, I promise you." After a while, Gu Yihan nodded cheerfully.

He looked at Concubine Qiao Gui with a smile: "I have always been generous to give you face. However, Yayu, in order to thank me, you have to punish me for three bowls of wine."

Concubine Qiao Gui was surprised: "Three bowls?!"

Gu Yihan asked Wanyin to take the empty bowl, and in the eyes of Concubine Qiao Gui, she saw Gu Yihan's clear and easy-going smile.

"I can't have nothing, can I? Drink quickly, don't be afraid when you're drunk, I'm with you."

At this moment, Concubine Qiao couldn't say anything, and could only drink it with a bitter face.

I don't know if it was her illusion. When Gu Yihan laughed just now, he looked like a young man under the moon when she first met him.

Two days later, the sky was blue.

In the Autumn Water Hall, Concubine Qiao Guifei was leaning on the imperial concubine chair, listening to the father-in-law of the Palace Affairs Department reporting on the internal affairs.

Gu Nuo'er was sitting not far away, practicing calligraphy, and listening to her with her small ears from time to time.

The steward's father-in-law smiled at Concubine Qiao, and presented it with both hands: "Miss, the list of the draft is already here, please take a look."