After New Year's Eve, I heard that General Zhendong wanted to drag his unbearably painful body several times into the palace to meet the emperor.

Who knew that Gu Yihan refused coldly again and again, and finally became irritable, saying: "He's sick and crooked after the new year, I don't think it's bad luck, I still don't think so, Let him stay wherever he is cool!"

Gu Yihan is actually in a good mood at the moment, but General Zhendong is always in trouble and annoys him.

He just took the rice paper of "Favorite Dad" written by Gu Nuoer and went to visit Concubine Qiao.

Concubine Qiao took out Gu Nuoer's inkblot of "Favorite Mother", and found that it was written on Gu Yihan's piece of paper three times more than hers.

Gu Yihan immediately laughed loudly: "Nuobao loves me three times more than I love you. Don't underestimate these three times, I heard Liu Aiqing, who has eight daughters in the court, say, The more a daughter likes her father, the more dependent she is on her father.”

Qiao Guifei lost her ability to organize language.

Seeing the emperor's triumphant expression, he really wanted to ask him a question.

Gu Nuo'er is their common daughter, the emperor always thinks that Nuo'er was born by him, what's the matter?

Finally, Concubine Qiao sighed slightly, not going to care about Gu Yihan.

"As long as the emperor is happy."

Gu Yihan's handsome brows and eyes smiled deeper: "After all, you are still angry, Concubine, be generous."

Concubine Qiao:…

Gu Yihan looked around in the Qiushui Palace: "Why didn'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 when Nuobao couldn't run, she was a small lump when she was one year old, walking unsteady and crooked,

"

Concubine Qiao was taken aback: "Your Majesty, this is a blessing, but don't talk nonsense."

Gu Yihan glanced at her calmly, half a smile, "You're scared."

After saying that, he strode out, saying that he would go back to the imperial study to review the memorial.

As soon as the door was closed, he took out the piece of paper Gu Nuoer was practicing calligraphy from his sleeve, dancing with high spirits.

"In the end, it's still my father who is better, and the imperial concubine still loses."

He is waving his arms and doing a series of Tai Chi.

Just as Gu Yihan was immersed in his performance, he suddenly caught a clear line of sight from the corner of his eye.

Gu Yihan was startled and turned to look.

His precious daughter, Gu Nuoer, was drilling under his imperial bill with a yellow cloth on her head, watching him writhing with curiosity.

Gu Yihan froze in place.

Will the handsome and handsome father image he established in front of Nuoer be destroyed?

At that time, will he be an unreliable father in Nuoer's heart?

Father and daughter calmed down and looked at each other for a long time.

Gu Nuo'er said softly, "Daddy, why don't you come and hug me!"

Gu Yihan was like waking up from a big dream, he hurried over and picked up the little guy from under the table.

"Ho Nuobao, 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 and towns, and states and counties! Does Daddy have them?"