Tyrant Daddy’s Petite Bag

Because of the evidence provided by Tao Ning, Liu Liu was released.

"The slaves thank the princess for saving her life!"

In Ling Qingge's palace, Gu Nuo'er came to visit her and Liu Liu.

Liu Liu knelt in front of Gu Nuo'er, tears streaming down her face.

Gu Nuoer quickly reached out and pulled her up.

"You've been tortured in prison, and you haven't recovered yet. You don't have to rush to wait for the past few days. Let's take care of your injuries first."

Liu Liu nodded gratefully.

Ling Qingge, who was sitting beside them, was playing with a spoon.

In front of her was the already cold meat porridge.

Ling Qingge doesn't like to eat, and will be attracted by other things anytime, anywhere.

Liu Liu walked over: "Princess, let's eat a little. After eating, the servant will take you to the yard to bask in the sun."

The grandmother on the side also stepped forward to help.

However, Ling Qingge suddenly became impatient, grabbed the spoon and waved her hands back and forth, just not letting them get close.

With a "pop", Ling Qingge accidentally smashed the porridge bowl in front of her to the ground.

"Ouch, Your Royal Highness, what are you doing?" Mammy stomped her feet and shouted that she wasted the food.

Gu Nuo'er's eyes turned cold and she said, "The fourth princess is ill now, and she can't control her strength. You should take more care of it instead of making accusations."

Mammy's face changed, and she knelt down and kowtowed.

"Princess Qianli spares her life, how dare the servants dare to complain about the fourth princess, it's just... I just feel sorry for the fourth princess' illness."

Gu Nuo'er looked at Ling Qingge protecting the spoon with a frightened look on her face.

She didn't want to lose her temper in front of Ling Qingge again.

So, Gu Nuo'er said softly, "Mommy, Liu Liu, you two clean up these things."

"Let the small kitchen be stuffed with a cup of old duck soup that is clean and moisturizing, and come back in an hour for the fourth princess to drink."

Mammy and Liu Liu bowed their heads in agreement. After they cleaned up the broken porcelain, they went out to work again.

Gu Nuo'er sat beside Ling Qingge, she saw a pony of Buza on the bed.

The girl picked it up, smiled and said to Ling Qingge, "When I was a child, there was a cloth tiger, which was given by my father. I like it very much, and I always take it with me."

Ling Qingge raised her uneasy and ignorant eyes to look at her.

After a while, she suddenly spoke, uttering incomplete syllables: "...No...No?"

Gu Nuo'er's eyes flickered with joy: "Qingge, do you recognize me? Yes, I'm Nuo'er!"

Ling Qingge grabbed her wrist, her eyes became frightened and uneasy.

"Run! Run!" She couldn't say a complete sentence, but kept repeating these words: "No, run!"

Ling Qingge even tugged at her wrist, as if to push Gu Nuoer out of the palace.

At this moment, Gu Nuoer felt a bulging scar on her palm.

Gu Nuoer immediately turned over Ling Qingge's hand.

Unexpectedly, Ling Qingge's palm was actually engraved with a crooked word "gold" with some kind of sharp weapon!

Gu Nuo'er was shocked: "Qingge, how did this happen? Who hurt you?"

Ling Qingge kept repeating: "Run!"

Gu Nuo'er turned her head and searched for a while on Ling Qingge's bed.

Sudden!

Under the pillow, she felt a hard object.

When she took it out, she saw that it was the beaded flower that Ling Qingge ripped from her hair.

The edge of the bead flower, the sharp gilt iron tip, was stained with a little dark blood.

Gu Nuo'er was shocked.

She returned to Ling Qingge: "Qingge, what are you trying to remind me of, right? You told me to run, where did you run? What did you tell me to hide from?"

At this time.

In the yard, Liu Liu's voice came from a distance: "Greetings to His Royal Highness the Crown Prince."