Today, Gu Nuoer not only found out and exposed the matter.

He also brought the wicked to justice.

Let all those who persecuted the former queen be punished.

In Gu Yihan's heart, the haze was completely swept away.

Because he understood that his mother never wanted him back then!

Now, in my heart, there is only a deep sense of shame, and the regret of being a son but not being able to fulfill my filial piety.

At this moment, Gu Yihan felt that the little head lying on his knee moved.

He came back to his senses, looked at his daughter, and said in a hoarse voice, "Nuoer, are you tired? Daddy hug you."

Gu Nuoer just wanted to change her position to lie on her stomach, but her neck felt a little sore.

But she knew that her father was in a sad mood at the moment, so she was reluctant to disturb him.

The little guy hurriedly waved Bai Nen's little hands: "No need, Daddy, Nuo'er is not tired at all."

She raised her head and saw with her big watery eyes that her father's eyes were flushed red.

For a long time, the outside world has called Gu Yihan an iron-fisted emperor.

Gu Yihan used to drive personally, and suffered large and small injuries without frowning!

Even if the little guy was born until now, he has never seen him cry.

It wasn't that I didn't cry, but that I didn't get to the sad place.

The loneliness of losing his mother at a young age made the emperor, who has always been resolute, unable to bear his red eyes.

The little guy held his father's finger distressedly: "Dad, don't be sad, Grandma Huang must be very happy now, we are all angry with her!"

Gu Yihan smiled, his eyes flickering with embarrassment.

He bent over and picked up the little guy: "Nuoer is right, we all vented our anger to the mother, but it's a pity, it would be nice if she was still there."

Concubine Qiao has been quietly accompanying her.

Hearing this, she stepped forward and leaned on Gu Yihan's shoulder from the side.

"Don't be sad, Your Majesty, or the godmother will feel distressed when she sees it."

Gu Nuoer's voice was soft: "Dad, do you know that after the death of relatives, it will become everything in this world."

"She may become a wind, a flower, a ray of sunshine that shines on you, or a little star, or more likely, Grandma Huang will become a butterfly."

"When you didn't know it, she actually stayed by your side and watched you grow. They didn't leave, they just existed in a different way."

The little guy tugged at his sleeve: "Daddy, I have a gift for you. Would you like to go to the cold palace with me now?"

Gu Yihan knew that his daughter wanted to free him.

Because of the little guy's words, his heart is even warmer.

Then he smiled and said, "Okay, Daddy is also looking forward to Nuoer's gift."

Gu Nuo'er's brows suddenly brightened, she looked at Wan Xuan: "Sister Wan Xuan, as I said before, help me get the picture scroll and send it to the cold palace."

Wan Xuan nodded quickly: "Yes, princess."

Seeing Wanxuan walking away in a hurry, Concubine Qiao smiled confused: "Why are you going to the cold palace?"

"Mother and father will know when I go with me."

The family of three, together, soon arrived in the cold palace.

Although it is the end of spring, it is a good season when the fallen flowers are colorful and the grass is growing.

But the cold palace is still desolate and devastated, with dilapidated pavilions and pavilions everywhere.

Gu Nuo'er took Gu Yihan and Concubine Qiao Gui to the cold palace where the former queen Chi Shi lived before her death.

Wan Xuan presented the scroll, and the little guy waved.

There were two palace servants, one up and one down, slowly unfolding the scroll.

Gu Yihan smiled and watched it at first, just when all the picture scrolls were presented in front of him.

His smile suddenly froze, and his brows were full of unbelief.