Tyrant Daddy’s Petite Bag

General Song also felt that this was strange. No matter how stupid Bian Yuanzhong was, he would never have done such a thing.

Could it be that it is really evil?

He was clueless and troubled.

"What happened to him, we have no way to verify it, but in the future, we must be more careful with the cunning Bai Yi and his son! Once we seize the opportunity, we will never leave them a way to survive!"

Song Qiyuan nodded immediately: "Yes!"

The grievances between General Song and Bai Yi began decades ago.

At that time, both of them were teenagers with superb martial arts skills, but it was a pity that Bai Yi was always better than him.

Not only that, because of Bai Yi's benevolent, righteous and upright personality, he has received a lot of praise from the people and the court.

When Gu Yihan was still the prince, Bai Yi also served as the head of the prince's guards.

The relationship between the two also gradually approached, so after Gu Yihan ascended the throne, he reused Bai Yi.

Coupled with Bai Yi's repeated military exploits, his reputation has directly crushed General Song.

General Song was enveloped by Bai Yi's halo, living like a transparent person.

For so many years, he has been looking for opportunities to compete with Bai Yi.

Unexpectedly, now the adopted son he received, also came to bully his own son!

If Bai Yi doesn't die, he is really unwilling!

General Song's eyes were gloomy.

Bai Yi, Ye Siming, wait!

…

In the mansion of the Duke of Zhenguo, in the garden.

It is the handover season from late spring to early summer, and the flowers in the garden are swaying.

Thousands of purples and thousands of reds, shaking gently with the wind's play.

Gu Nuo'er was wearing a small blue skirt with spring gauze sleeves. She walked back and forth with her feet in the flowers.

"Little Butterfly~Don't run acridine~" The little guy's voice was glutinous.

She chased a flying yellow butterfly, and after saying this, the butterfly seemed to understand.

Turning around, he flew around Gu Nuoer again.

In the end, Gu Nuoer picked a peach blossom, and the yellow butterfly landed on the petal.

The little man carefully guarded the flowers, for fear of scaring the butterflies away.

She took small steps and walked to the pavilion on the side.

"Grandma, here, give you the flowers and the little butterfly~"

Mrs. Qiao was a little frowning, because Concubine Qiao had not returned after being in the palace for so long.

She was really worried.

But looking at her granddaughter's innocent and sweet smile, she couldn't help but pursed her lips and smiled gently.

Gu Nuo'er kept jumping and jumping, her little face was like a red apple, dyed with a rosy glow.

The eyes were bright and dark, and a mole under the eyes was just above her cheek, making her playful and smart, like a little fairy among flowers.

"Nuoer, are you tired?" Mrs. Qiao wiped her hands with the veil.

The little guy did not forget to protect the flowers and little butterflies.

Her voice was waxy and soft: "Not tired! Nuo'er is waiting for her mother to come back. When her mother comes back, Nuo'er wants Sister Wanxuan to make peach blossom cakes to eat together."

Mrs. Qiao's eyes were a little sad.

I'm afraid Noer still doesn't know what happened.

Qiao Guifei went back to the palace to explain the dragon robe, but she didn't know what the emperor would think.

Even though Mrs. Qiao's disappointed look flashed away, she was easily captured by Gu Nuoer.

The little guy blinked his big smart eyes and asked Nuonuo, "Grandma, are you worried about your mother?"

Madam Qiao was startled.

Originally thought the child didn't know anything, but who knows, she actually saw it.

Madam Qiao smiled and sighed: "Nuoer, whether your mother can come back or not, you have to grow up well. Your grandmother and your grandfather will do their best to protect you."

Gu Nuo'er pouted, tilted her head and blinked her eyes, looking cute: "Grandma, don't worry! Mother will be back in a while!"