At this time, it was late at night.

In the palaces of Daqi, most of the palaces have extinguished the lights.

Only the side pavilion of Concubine Qiao's Autumn Water Palace still glows with a warm glow.

Gu Yihan couldn't sleep, so he sat at the table and watched some handwriting that Gu Nuoer had practiced before.

Suddenly, a cloak was placed on his body by two jade white hands.

Gu Yihan turned around and saw that it was Concubine Qiao.

He pressed his eyebrows and smiled helplessly: "Is it too bright and disturbing you to sleep?"

Concubine Qiao had her ink hair draped over her shoulders, took a round stool, and sat beside Gu Yihan.

"No, because the concubines can't sleep either, just like the emperor," her eyes fell on Gu Nuo'er's handwriting, and she couldn't help sighing, "I'm thinking about Nuo'er."

Gu Yihan's thoughts were broken by her.

He didn't hide it, just smiled, picked up a book, and read it with Concubine Qiao.

"Yayu, look, this is what Nuoer practiced when she was three years old."

"I taught her to write these tactics."

"I still remember that at that time, she was very eager to learn. If she encountered a word she didn't understand, she would ask to understand it on the spot."

"She's smart, she learns everything quickly, she listens to our affairs in the imperial study, and will draw inferences from one case."

"I still remember that every time she gets tired of studying, she has to eat something sweet."

"She was still young at that time, and in her arms, she was a small ball."

Gu Yihan said this, sighed, shook his head and chuckled: "In a blink of an eye, she has grown up."

Concubine Qiao's beautiful eyes looked at the emperor in the lights.

His eyes were filled with thoughts of his daughter's fatherly love.

"Today is Nuo'er and Ji's birthday. If she was by my side, I would have given her the gift that I had prepared."

"But she is still in the distant Jin country now, and she doesn't know if it's cold or not, whether she's hungry or not."

Concubine Qiao reached out and hugged Gu Yihan's shoulder.

She said warmly, "Didn't the emperor receive a letter from Nuo'er a few days ago to report safety?"

"She said in the letter that she was doing well, and Hou Yongye did not neglect to take care of her."

Gu Yihan nodded and said with emotion: "In her letters, she rarely mentioned herself. She wrote about the soldiers who stood firm in the wind and snow, and also wrote about their loyalty to each other."

"There are also good-hearted and good people I met along the way. But more, it is mentioned that the Marquis of Yongye leads the army well."

He pursed his thin lips: "I have counted, in a letter, there are twenty sentences in Nuo'er, and there are ten sentences in praise of Yong Yehou."

The joy and anger in Gu Yihan's words could not be heard.

Concubine Qiao Gui's long eyelashes drooped, and a slight smile appeared on her porcelain white face.

"It's normal," she said soothingly, "Nuo'er and Yong Yehou grew up together, not to mention, Yong Yehou is indeed very capable."

Speaking of this, Concubine Qiao said tentatively, "In the daytime today, General Bai's wife went to the palace to speak with his concubine."

"Oh? What did she say? But because of the rumors that Marquis Yongye is going to be king?" Gu Yihan raised his eyebrows.

The harem was not allowed to do politics, and Concubine Qiao always knew how to behave.

So she just quoted the words here, and didn't point it out directly.

Now Gu Yihan took the initiative to ask, and Concubine Qiao followed along.

"Precisely, Mrs. Bai is afraid of any influence. After entering the palace, she is defending Yongye Hou."

Concubine Qiao Gui rolled her eyes and sighed: "Although Marquis Yong Ye is not the biological child of Bai Yi and his wife, they treat him really well."

"Pity the hearts of parents in the world." As a parent, she pulled Gu Yihan's heart closer to her views on Bai Yi and his wife.