Tyrant Daddy’s Petite Bag

The next morning.

Gu Nuo'er was eating at the table.

The little guy put his ears up and eavesdropped on the whispers of Wan Yin and Concubine Qiao.

Wan Yin lowered her voice and said, "It was not dawn, so Concubine Yu was escorted by the Imperial Guards to the Buddhist temple."

"What the servants heard was that Concubine Yu was reluctant at first, and the guards scolded her angrily! It scared Concubine Yu to recite the scriptures honestly."

"After a while, the emperor sent someone to say that if Concubine Yu did not finish reading today's one hundred times, she would not be able to eat. It can be seen that this time, the emperor was really upset! The emperor also made up his mind, We have to deal with Concubine Yu severely."

Saying that, Wan Yin couldn't help but smile again: "I have to copy it after reading it, she won't be exhausted!"

Concubine Qiao heard a contemptuous smile on her red lips.

"The old concubine Yu..." She just wanted to say something ugly to humiliate her.

Concubine Qiao suddenly thought that her daughter was sitting behind her to eat.

She turned back quickly.

The little guy was fluttering his long eyelashes, biting his chopsticks and eavesdropping.

Seeing Concubine Qiao's appearance, she pretended to lick her lips again, and looked at the buns in the bowl seriously.

"It's delicious!"

Concubine Qiao retracted her gaze.

Her voice was even lower: "The old concubine Yu, when the godmother was still alive, she was a little angry with the godmother."

"Now that it's in the hands of Ben Gong, of course she can't make her feel better. Wanyin, go find a few court ladies and interfere while she recites the scriptures. If she recites the scriptures incorrectly, let the guards supervise her. If you want to start over, how can you not be sincere?"

Wanyin nodded: "Yes, the servant will go now."

Although the voices of the master and servant were low.

But the little guy heard the whispers clearly.

She blinked her watery eyes.

Well, it seems that Concubine Yu in the palace is watched by her mother, so she can't be a demon for the time being.

Gu Nuo'er wiped her mouth with the veil and rinsed her mouth again.

She jumped on her feet and stood on the ground.

"Mother, I'm full, let's go out!"

Concubine Qiao just wanted to take her daughter for a walk in the garden.

Hearing this, Xiu Mei raised her eyebrows in surprise: "Nuo'er, there are no classes in the Guoxue University today, where are you going?"

Gu Nuo'er looked back. On the white and tender face, there were big eyes and long black eyelashes.

She was a little proud: "The sugar shop I opened, and a rouge shop Mantangcai cooperated to hold an elegant fair, and it will be held at the winning chess hall today. As a small owner, I have to go to support it!"

Concubine Qiao's eyes suddenly became interested.

"Yaji? Poetry and Song Club?"

Gu Nuo'er nodded.

Concubine Qiao Guifei had a hint of pride in her eyes: "My daughter is really amazing, like a little adult, she can have a poetry meeting with others!"

After she finished speaking, she got up, and her aqua blue wide sleeves fell down.

Concubine Qiao tucked a strand of hair behind her ear with her tender and slender fingertips, and she said firmly, "The mother wants to go and see with you."

Gu Nuo'er's big eyes were full of surprise.

"Mother is going too?"

Will my father find out?

Concubine Qiao is an activist in the matter of Gu Nuoer.

She turned around immediately and walked towards the inner hall: "Of course my mother is going, this is our Nuo'er's first small business co-organized with others, how can you not go and have a look?"

As she said that, she pondered: "Otherwise, I will also call Concubine Yi, she has more money, so it is more suitable to join in!"

Concubine Qiao walked quickly into the inner room, planning to change.

At this moment, I heard Wan Xuan's call from outside——

"Niangniang, Her Royal Highness is running away!"