MTL - Tyrant Daddy’s Petite Bag

Gu Yihan smiled.

"So I agree now, but before they get married, I always feel depressed thinking that my daughter who has been raised well will become the daughter-in-law of another family."

He hung his head, a little dejected.

Concubine Qiao listened quietly.

She raised her hand and gently wrapped her arms around Gu Yihan's shoulders.

The voice comforted gently: "Your Majesty, even if Nuo'er gets married, she is still in the capital, living in front of our eyes."

Gu Yihan's eyes turned red again at some point.

He clenches his fist.

"If Ye Siming dares to disappoint Nuo'er, I will kill him no matter what I say!"

After all, Gu Yihan turned sideways and leaned against Concubine Qiao's arms.

As a king, his vulnerable side is usually not shown to others.

Concubine Qiao put her arms around him, but she was too embarrassed to push him away.

I could only pat him on the back again and again, like coaxing a child.

Gu Yihan simply lay on her lap, closed his eyes, and seemed to be very comfortable.

He was still like the boy who bickered with Concubine Qiao back then.

From time to time, she curled up her long hair, causing Concubine Qiao to stare at him before giving up.

At this time, Gu Nuoer's soft voice came from the door—

"Father, mother."

Gu Yihan sat up abruptly, as if getting an electric shock.

His sloppy appearance must not be seen by my good daughter!

Otherwise, how can the tall father image be maintained.

Concubine Qiao arranged her clothes slightly, and went to open the door.

Gu Nuoer was wearing unlined clothes, with her long hair loose, standing at the door with her long pillow in her arms.

She is sixteen years old, but she is still the same as when she was a child.

Gu Nuoer blinked her big bright eyes and glanced inside.

Gu Yihan was extremely pleasantly surprised: "Nuo'er, Dad just came to see you, and your mother insisted that you were asleep."

Gu Nuoer walked in with her little feet.

"Seventh brother's scriptures are too long, and he fell asleep accidentally."

"But I still remember that when Sister Yinxiang got married, Xi Niang said that she had to talk to her parents the night before the wedding."

"Just after waking up, I went to the front hall to find my mother, and Sister Wanyin said that mother and father are in the back hall."

Gu Nuoer blinked her long eyelashes curiously: "What are you doing?"

Concubine Qiao opened her lips and was about to speak.

Gu Yihan answered first.

"Your mother, take daddy to look at the calligraphy and painting you practiced before."

Concubine Qiao: ...

Who was the person who was choking in her arms just now?

Gu Yihan held Gu Nuo'er with one hand and Concubine Qiao with the other.

Let the two of them snuggle up to him and sit on the armchair.

"Nuo'er, remember what Dad told you. After getting married, if Ye Siming treats you badly, you should make up with him immediately!"

Concubine Qiao patted Gu Yihan lightly.

"Your Majesty, tomorrow is Nuo'er's day of great joy, how can we talk about reconciliation now!"

"Okay, okay, then I won't say it, I'll put it another way." Gu Yihan waved his hand.

He asked again: "Nuo'er, do you like daddy or mother the most?"

Gu Nuoer was startled, then acted like a baby helplessly: "Daddy!"

This question has been asked since she was two years old!

Gu Yihan laughed loudly, feeling much happier.

That night, Gu Yihan and Concubine Qiao stayed up late talking with their daughter.

In the end, Gu Nuoer fell asleep, and Gu Yihan carried her back to the side hall.

Concubine Qiao originally said that Wanyin and Wanxuan should come over to help.

But Gu Yihan insisted on carrying Gu Nuoer back in person.

"Just let me carry Nuoer one more time. After tonight, she can lean on her shoulders, not just my father."