Tyrant Daddy’s Petite Bag

Gu Nuoer looked at her mother who was sleeping peacefully on the couch.

With a wave of her little hand, an invisible ice-blue cover appeared in the air.

The protector of the body is safe from poison!

After the little guy finished this, he clapped his little hands with satisfaction.

Then, holding the tail of his favorite cloth tiger, he walked out of the hall with his little feet.

She has already taken care of the little devil, and she still has to rely on Daddy for the next thing!

It was too late, at this time, Gu Yihan was still reviewing the memorials.

Gu Nuoer did not disturb Wanyin and Wanxuan. Facing the dark night, she walked slowly outside the imperial study.

At this time, the yard of the imperial study was strictly guarded by the Imperial Guard.

The dim light leaked all over the place.

Chun Shou, who was guarding the door, noticed a small figure staggering towards the door of the courtyard.

He fixed his eyes, and hurriedly bowed to meet him.

"Little princess, why did you come alone, the road is so dark, you didn't fall!"

“Uncle Chunshou~Nuobao wants to find daddy~Nuobao is afraid and can’t sleep~”

Chun Shou hurriedly nodded and bowed, and ushered the princess up the steps.

"Your Majesty, the little princess is here."

Not long after he finished speaking, Gu Yihan opened the door from the inside.

After seeing his father, the little guy deflated his pink mouth, and his white and tender face was full of grievances.

She stretched out two small lotus arms: "Daddy, hug~"

Gu Yihan bent over and hugged her distressedly in his arms: "Daddy's good Nuobao, why don't you rest so late?"

After he finished speaking, he looked around the courtyard.

I saw that Gu Nuoer came alone.

Gu Yihan's tone was unavoidable with a hint of imperceptible anger: "What is Qiao Guifei busy with, let Nuoer go from the Qiushui Palace to the imperial study alone, what if you bump into it?"

Gu Nuoer shook her head, her eyes full of grievances.

She lay beside Gu Yihan's ear, and said gluttonously: "Dad, mother is sick from being bullied, and passed out once today, scaring Nuobao!"

"Bullied? Who was bullied by." Gu Yihan thought it was incredible.

Concubine Qiao's father is Duke Zhen Guo.

Who can bully her head?

Gu Nuo'er's voice became small: "It looks like a little brother, he is covered in bruises and blood!

Noble had a dream and saw him lying on the back of the Sumerian, and was sent to his mother by the Sumerian. At night, he would lie on the bedside of the mother and Noble!

Daddy, I'm afraid, will this little brother hurt my mother? After he came, my mother fainted once. "

The little guy was innocent, but with such straightforward words, the people present were so frightened that a layer of cold sweat broke out on their backs.

This is not the most important, but four years ago, the Sumerians did lose a six-month-old boy!

Gu Yihan frowned deeply, looking at the innocence and fear in his daughter's eyes, he was very distressed!

He motioned to Chunshou, and Chunshou hurriedly ordered him to go to the Sumerian palace with a line of guards.

Gu Yihan's expression changed to a comforting and gentle expression: "Nuoer, don't be afraid, with daddy here, no evil spirits can get close."

Speaking, he carried Gu Nuoer into the imperial study.