Tyrant Daddy’s Petite Bag

Concubine Qiao gently stroked her daughter's black hair.

"It should be, if he is still alive, he should also favor you very much."

Gu Nuoer listened and sighed silently.

Concubine Qiao patted her: "Don't think about it anymore, sleep well, don't you want to go to the White House tomorrow?"

"Mother has prepared some gifts. Remember to bring them to General Bai and Madam Bai."

Gu Nuoer rubbed her mother: "Okay!"

the next day.

Rare cloudy day.

The dark clouds were deep, as if they were about to fall at any moment.

The wind brought the fragrance of the earth before the rain.

Gu Nuo'er is going to be a guest in Bai Mansion today, and Ye Si will be waiting at the gate of the imperial city tomorrow morning.

Because Concubine Qiao asked to bring some gifts, several palace maids held them, followed behind the princess, and walked on the palace road.

When Gu Nuoer just walked around the corner, she saw a tall figure walking in front of her.

In this dark rainy day, he was like a hard boulder, and his whole body was full of deepness.

Gu Nuo'er's eyes lit up, she waved: "Twelfth brother!"

The twelfth prince, Gu Ziyan, saw his younger sister, and a smile appeared on his determined face.

"Sister, are you leaving the palace?"

Gu Nuo'er nodded: "Today I'm going to visit Uncle Bai and Aunt Bai. Where is my brother going, isn't the Department of Penalties busy?"

The twelfth prince nodded: "Not too busy, today is the death day of the thirteenth brother. I want to go to the palace where he used to live and see him."

Gu Nuo'er was stunned.

She couldn't help but ask, "The palace where Brother Thirteen lived, is still empty?"

Gu Ziyan nodded: "It's close to the cold palace, the palace is too big, and that palace has been abandoned all the time. I go to see it every year."

Gu Nuoer hesitated for a moment, then she turned her head and said to Wanxuan, "Sister Wanxuan, send these gifts to Brother Siming's carriage first."

"By the way, tell him, wait a moment for me, I'll come with Twelfth Brother."

Gu Ziyan was stunned: "Sister wants to go with me?"

Gu Nuo'er looked at the figure of Wan Xuan who was leading people away, she nodded seriously: "Yes, brother Twelve and I, let's go see Brother Thirteen together!"

Gu Ziyan pursed his lips, and his eyes flickered, as if moved.

He said slowly, "Okay."

Gu Nuoer followed the 12th prince along the palace road and went north.

When the surrounding palaces gradually become desolate and desolate, it is almost to the cold palace.

The brothers and sisters stopped in front of a palace gate that had fallen paint.

Gu Nuo'er raised her eyes, and on the palace plaque, "Luohua Palace" was written.

She has been loved since birth.

Gu Nuo'er almost never set foot in such a desolate and desolate place.

Gu Ziyan opened the door, and as the dust scattered, the empty and dilapidated courtyard was revealed in front of the brothers and sisters.

"Thirteenth brother, I brought my sister to see you." Gu Ziyan shouted to the empty courtyard.

Gu Nuo'er took small steps and followed behind her brother.

Her jet-black eyes glanced around.

Here, there is no residual breath of the soul.

Maybe the Thirteenth Brother has long since left.

The girl stood in the center of the yard, learning from Gu Ziyan's way, and said sweetly, "Brother Thirteen, I'm Nuoer."

Gu Ziyan was stunned for a moment, and immediately showed a gratified smile.

He pulled out all the weeds at the gate of the yard.

"I used to come to see him every year. This year, there is Nuo'er, and Thirteenth Brother must be very happy."

Gu Nuo'er stood under the porch and walked forward, but saw a footprint under the steps.

"Huh?" The girl blinked: "Brother Twelve, has anyone been here before?"