Tyrant Daddy’s Petite Bag

At night, the moon is bright.

Gu Nuoer and her family finished the meal happily, and during the banquet, the Duke of Zhenguo laughed again and again.

In the end, the old man happily drank a jar of wine, and when he finished eating, he was already drunk.

Mrs. Qiao smiled kindly: "This old man doesn't pay attention to his age."

Qiao Zijin and another servant helped to help Duke Zhen Guo back to the house.

Gu Nuoer was in the arms of Concubine Qiao Gui, raised her head and said: "Grandma~ Don't say grandpa is hot~ He is too happy to see Nuobao!"

Everyone laughed lightly, and Mrs. Qiao said, "Little guy, I know I feel bad for him."

Concubine Qiao hugged Gu Nuoer and held her little hand: "Nuobao, tell your grandmother, aunt and uncle, and your cousin that you have a good night's sleep, and your mother will take you back to sleep. already."

The little guy waved his little fat hand obediently.

But she struggled and asked Qiao Guifei to hold her to Yan Qimeng's side.

Gu Nuoer covered her mouth with her small hand, and whispered in Yan Qimeng's ear: "Auntie, tell you! Today, my cousin went to buy candy with Nuobao, and was spotted by a young lady. I even gave him a peach blossom!"

Yan Qimeng was slightly surprised.

Since Qiao Xiuli's leg was injured, he didn't want to go to crowded places, let alone the street market.

Is this time willing to bring Xiao Nuoer together?

Nothing, but seeing her son gradually open his heart, makes Yan Qimeng even more happy.

She smiled happily: "Nuoer is really amazing. During this time with you, my aunt will ask you to accompany your cousin more, okay?"

Gu Nuo'er clapped her heart: "Aunt, give it to me!"

Afterwards, Concubine Qiao returned to their courtyard with Gu Nuoer in her arms.

The place where they live now is still the courtyard before Qiao Guifei left the court.

The whole small yard has two floors, and there is a small pond in it, which is connected to the small lake in the house.

Under the shimmering waves, the veil hanging down from the floor dances and flutters, which is really beautiful.

Wan Yin Wan Xuan first went in to light the lamp, and then boiled the hot water.

Gu Nuoer drilled back and forth in the tub, emerging from time to time and spitting out a few bubbles.

Concubine Qiao smiled again and again: "Little guy, it's so naughty, why are you spitting water at your mother?"

The little guy muttered to his pink lips: "Because Noble wants to wash with his mother!"

Concubine Qiao pretended to be sorry: "It's a pity that my mother has grown up, your bathtub is too small, and my mother can't get in~"

Gu Nuoer thought for a while.

Then she asked in a naive voice: "Mother, when Nuobao is a little older, can I go to the lotus pond to bathe? If it is as big as my mother, I can go to my grandfather's lake. take a shower?"

The childish words of the little guy made Concubine Qiao and Wanyin Wanxuan burst into laughter.

"Nuobao, you can't go there. They are all for small fish and shrimp, and the water is very cold."

Gu Nuoer tilted her head and fluttered her eyelashes, thinking about it.

She is a small fish!

But my mother doesn't know!

The little guy made a splash: "That's good, when Noble grows up, he can go to Dad's Royal Dragon Pond!"

Gu Nuoer took a shower, her cheeks were like red apples, and her dark eyes were bright and round.

After playing for a while, she felt sleepy.

The lights and candles were quickly extinguished in the small courtyard, and Wan Yin and Wan Xuan took turns to watch the night.

Concubine Qiao hugged her daughter, smelling the milky scent of the little guy, the mother and daughter gradually fell asleep.

But, after a while, Gu Nuoer frowned.

She seemed to hear a faint cry in the distance...