Tyrant Daddy’s Petite Bag

Chapter 852: Still Nuoer distressed father

Gu Nuo'er sat up straight.

On a white porcelain face, the watery eyes were full of surprise.

"Mother?"

Concubine Qiao dragged the small bench and moved it to their table.

Seeing this, Gu Yihan quickly took a stool and sat on the other side.

A narrow square table, surrounded by their family of four.

Gu Yihan lowered his voice: "Daddy is here, you didn't see it?"

Gu Nuo'er's long eyelashes fluttered, and Bai Nen's little face was full of innocence: "Father, mother, why are you two here!"

Concubine Qiao's smiling red lips under the hood twitched: "You little guy, I asked you to bring your mother to have a look, and just ran away by yourself.

Our Nuo'er is so outstanding that even the sugar shop we open can hold poetry festivals. Of course, my mother will come to see such an interesting thing. "

Gu Nuoer looked at Gu Yihan.

"How could Daddy..."

Gu Yihan glanced at Concubine Qiao Gui, and said with a sneer, "It's not your mother, but wanting to go out of the palace without permission is simply presumptuous!"

His last four words were a little louder.

It attracted suspicious glances from the people around.

Gu Yihan didn't look guilty at all, instead he glared at everyone with a majesty: "What are you looking at, turn your head away!"

Everyone thought strangely.

Who is this person, so fierce!

But because of Gu Yihan's aura, everyone silently took their eyes back.

Concubine Qiao whispered to Gu Yihan, "Don't be annoyed, Your Majesty, didn't you notice your concubine?"

Gu Yihan folded his arms and sneered: "If you don't find out, you will go out of the palace to find Nuo'er by yourself. Then, in front of your daughter, you will accompany you a lot. I am already busy and suffer a big loss!"

Gu Nuo'er knew this would happen.

She hurriedly held a plate of bean paste on the table and pushed it between Gu Yihan and Concubine Qiao.

"Father and mother, this is a new flavor from my sugar shop. You can try it, and stop arguing."

Gu Yihan snorted: "It's still Nuoer who loves Daddy."

He reached out and took one, but handed it to Concubine Qiao first.

Then taste it for yourself.

Concubine Qiao lifted her hood and took a shallow bite.

Her eyes suddenly lit up: "It's really good, is it Mammy Hu's craftsmanship?"

Gu Nuo'er said with a smile: "It's the little apprentice brought out by Hu mama. Now that mama is old, I have found a lot of apprentices for her to learn craftsmanship!"

Concubine Qiao Gui was even more delighted: "Our Nuo'er is really getting better and better. She is so thoughtful, like a little adult."

Gu Yihan laughed twice: "Follow Dad."

Concubine Qiao:  …

At this time, Gu Yihan saw that Ye Siming had been holding his arms beside him calmly.

The boy's brows and eyes are stern, hiding a reassuring steadiness.

Gu Yihan pushed the cake in front of Ye Siming: "Marquis Yongye, you can try it too."

Ye Siming said lightly, "Thank you, Your Majesty, I have just used it."

Gu Yihan knows that his character has always been like this, and he doesn't care about the issue of disrespect with him.

He picked up the tea cup Gu Nuoer had used and moistened his mouth.

He asked Ye Siming casually, "What do you think this poem will be like?"

Gu Yihan's original intention was to hear people other than their family of three praise Nuo'er's current achievements.

Who knew that Ye Siming pursed his thin lips and said slowly——

"There is a person in the front left, looking back frequently, as if looking at the imperial concubine.

The third person from the left of His Majesty, who was sneaky, just stole the purse of the person next to him, probably a thief.

There is also the second person on the right by the window. He took a sip in his cup while his friend was leaving. "