Empress Du nodded secretly, her eyes quite approving.

Gu Yihan was a little unwilling.

"Feng Jidian's teaching daughter has no way, Feng Zhiyu, I have not angered him, it is very kind."

"This time, his daughter wanted to die by herself, why did Dad appease him? I can't wait to applaud."

Gu Nuo'er pursed her lips, and looked at Gu Yihan silently with her **** eyes.

Facing his daughter's gaze, Gu Yihan's righteousness gradually disappeared.

He sighed: "Nuoer, Daddy is angry for you."

Gu Nuo'er blinked her long eyelashes: "If Daddy is for me, he should send someone to condolence one or two."

"Aside from Feng Zhiyu, Uncle Feng is a diligent official and father's subject. As the emperor, it's normal for him to send comfort."

"Besides, don't forget, Daddy, to a certain extent, you are both fathers, and you also have a lovely daughter, right?"

This sentence made Gu Yihan startled.

He couldn't think with empathy, Master Feng's feelings today.

Gu Yihan only knew that he couldn't lose his daughter, otherwise he would definitely lose control.

Possibly, he would do something really crazy.

After a moment of silence, Gu Yihan finally nodded.

"Okay, just listen to Nuoer, who is the right person to send?"

Gu Nuo'er just opened her mouth and wanted to pick a brother.

However, Gu Yihan immediately said: "Let Marquis Yong Ye go, he is my son-in-law, and it is most appropriate to offer my condolences on my behalf."

Gu Nuoer's eyes widened: "Daddy! Brother Si Ming is so busy, why don't you let the brothers go!"

Gu Yihan said with a smile: "There are too many sons, I don't know who to pick, but there is only one son-in-law, and he will be the Marquis of Yongye!"

Gu Nuoer didn't know how to refute it and acted like a spoiled brat, but Gu Yihan had already made up her mind.

He immediately asked Chunshou to send a message to Ye Siming.

Gu Nuoer puffed out her cheeks angrily, turning her back to Gu Yihan like she was a child, angrily.

Gu Yihan couldn't help laughing when he saw that his daughter was still so cute.

"Let's go, let's Nuoer get angry, Daddy will take you to the imperial garden for a walk."

Queen Du gently reminded: "Your Majesty, didn't you just say that there are some government affairs that have not been dealt with?"

Gu Yihan waved his hand: "How long does it take to play with Nuo'er for a while, there is no rush for government affairs!"

He took Gu Nuoer out of the imperial study.

The voice of the girl complaining: "Daddy disrupted my plan, I still want to go out on a green trip with Brother Siming, hum!"

"Haha, then let him have another day!" Gu Yihan was in a good mood, laughing again and again.

After the father and daughter walked away, Queen Du and Concubine Qiao got up together.

The two looked at each other and saw helpless smiles in each other's eyes.

Concubine Qiao Gui sighed: "The emperor is still like this, killing people and punishing them."

Why did Feng Zhiyu offend Gu Nuoer? Not for the sake of thinking about Marquis Yongye.

Now that she is dead, the emperor specially asked Yong Yehou, as the emperor's son-in-law, to offer condolences instead of him.

This is to tell the Feng family in disguise.

If you don't think about it in the first place, nothing will happen.

Like a knife, it penetrates into the heart of a person, fast, accurate, and ruthless.

Queen Du pulled Concubine Qiao with a gentle smile: "The emperor has always been so fond of Nuo'er, it's still early, sister, go to my place for tea."

Concubine Qiao immediately said, "Did my sister make it by herself? If not, I won't drink it."

Queen Du smiled brightly like a flower: "My own hands, how dare I wrong you, let's go!"