MTL - Tyrant Daddy’s Petite Bag

Gu Yihan was obviously a little disappointed.

"Sleeping? It's so early?"

Concubine Qiao is ordering dowry with Wanyin and Wanxuan.

She was so busy that she didn't look up, and only took time to reply to Gu Yihan.

"Yes, in the afternoon Zixiao and his children come to talk to Nuo'er in turn, and they are all reluctant to let their sister get married."

"After dinner in the evening, the child of Lao Qi came to read a Buddhist scripture for Nuo Er."

"Nuo'er was persuaded to fall asleep without talking for a while, and the concubine didn't even have a chance to say a few more words to her."

Gu Yihan was slightly angry and gritted his teeth.

"These restless ones, what are they going to do!"

It's too bad he didn't talk to his daughter!

Concubine Qiao had no time to appease the sad father.

She is pointing to a dowry.

"This is what my father and the others added again? Oh, sixteen boxes, and there will be half an extra team!" Concubine Qiao felt a little headache.

Wanyin smiled and said: "The old lady sent a message today that this is the marriage of their precious granddaughter, so don't be careless."

"Mistress, think about it. There are many gifts, which proves that our princess is deeply loved by her parents and elders."

Concubine Qiao smiled helplessly: "Everyone has good intentions, so naturally I will not refuse."

Just do the math.

The queue for Gu Nuo'er's wedding may have to line up from the city gate to the palace gate.

Not only the twenty-eight princes and concubines from various palaces.

And the Western Regions and Xili added a lot of dowry to Gu Nuoer.

This is just the dowry, and the big gifts from the officials have not been counted.

Concubine Qiao was busy for another half an hour before she tapped her shoulder lightly and took a rest.

Wanxuan hurriedly stepped forward to rub her shoulders and arms.

Concubine Qiao suddenly remembered.

Where did the angry Gu Yihan in this room go?

She looked around: "Where is the emperor?"

Wanyin replied: "Before this servant saw the emperor go out, it seems that he went to the apse."

Concubine Qiao stood up and asked Wanyin and Wanxuan to continue checking the list.

She took lotus steps to the apse.

Ever since Gu Nuo'er became an adult, she moved to live in a side hall.

Since she was a child, the gifts from her brothers and elders were all placed in the apse of Qiushui Hall.

Among them, the calligraphy and painting that Gu Nuoer practiced since she was a child are also included.

Concubine Qiao walked to the door of the palace, and through the half-opened gap, she saw Gu Yihan standing alone in the warm light.

He stood with his hands behind his back, looking at a painting that Gu Nuoer practiced when he was three years old.

At that time, Gu Nuoer was still young, and Gu Yihan helped to hold her little hand, and the father and daughter completed this "deep love" together.

A calf followed the old cow across the water, and the old cow made a gesture of looking back.

Even though the river is clear and shallow, the old cow always takes care of his children.

After years of company, Concubine Qiao could tell at a glance what Gu Yihan was thinking.

She stepped in and said, "Your Majesty, Nuo'er will get up to make up at midnight tomorrow morning, and my concubine will call you at that time. Before getting married, if the emperor has anything to say, you can talk to Nuo'er."

Gu Yihan smiled lightly and shook his head.

"What should be said, I have actually told you in advance."

As he said that, he looked back, his eyes were obviously a little red, but he still had to be complacent and stubborn—

"And when you were not around, I had already spoken sweet words to my daughter."

Concubine Qiao pursed her lips lightly.

This old father who will be strong all his life.

She didn't even know how to say he was fine!

Concubine Qiao smiled helplessly, walked over and poured him a cup of tea.

"As long as the emperor is happy."