Tyrant Daddy’s Petite Bag

Yan Qimeng sighed and said thank you.

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Concubine Qiao nodded clearly.

Now in the government of Zhenguo, fame, power, money, whatever you want.

Prince Zhen Guogong himself has the prestigious name of the God of War, and now most of the military generals in the court were once under his command.

Concubine Qiao's eldest brother, famous for his ability to predict things, was a military adviser in the army, and the battles he commanded were victorious.

Besides, Concubine Qiao, who now holds the power of the harem and has the treasure of Gu Nuoer, her position is stable and unshakable.

It stands to reason that the Qiao family has everything, so there must be no worries.

It's a pity that Gu Nuoer's brother Qiao Xiuli fell off his horse a few years ago, so he didn't say anything about the problem with his legs, and others became more reticent.

Concubine Qiao and Duke Zhen Guo used all forces to find a famous doctor for him, but with their efforts, they could only make one pair of legs not hurt in the rain.

Usually Qiao Xiuli can stand up and walk for a while, but after a long time, his legs will be uncomfortable.

This matter has always been the heart disease of the second elder of the Qiao family, as well as Qiao Zijin and his wife.

The family entered the hall, sat down and chatted, while Qiao Guifei asked the palace staff to bring in all the things they brought back.

Gu Nuoer looked left and right, her eyes were bright and moist: "Hey, cousin?"

Yan Qimeng said: "There is a doctor in the capital who sits in the clinic. He said that his medical skills are not bad. I let your brother push your brother to the medical center to have a look."

Gu Nuoer immediately reached out and let Wan Xuan hug her.

"Mother, let sister Wanxuan take Nuobao to find her cousin, okay?"

Qiao Zijin hurriedly said: "Nuoer, just wait at home, your cousin will be back in a while."

The little guy said with a serious face: "That's not good! Noble misses him, I'm going to pick him up."

Concubine Qiao glanced at Wan Xuan.

Wan Xuan said, "Please don't worry, Mr. Qiao, the servants will take good care of the princess and come back when you go."

Concubine Qiao also followed: "Brother, don't worry, Wanxuan is safe, and Nuobao follows her, nothing to do."

What's more, there are so many guards accompanying this time, and there are secret guards, so Concubine Qiao is not afraid at all.

Her little Nuo'er does everything well and has never had an accident.

After a while, Wan Xuan hugged Gu Nuoer, took the carriage, and headed to the medical center in the city.

When he went, Qiao Xiuli had already applied medicine on his knees.

I was pushed by the boy and came out from behind the curtain.

The boy looked calm, about twelve or three years old, handsome and handsome, but he could only sit in a wheelchair.

Gu Nuoer stretched out her little hand and called sweetly: "Cousin! Nuobao is here to pick you up!"

Qiao Xiuli raised his eyes, and when he saw Gu Nuoer, there was not much surprise on his face.

He nodded lightly.

Gu Nuoer swayed with her hands and feet, Wan Xuan understood and put her on the ground.

The little guy stepped on his own feet and ran towards Qiao Xiuli.

Then, she lay on Qiao Xiuli's lap, looked at it seriously, and said in a milky voice, "Cousin, you are much prettier again!"

A trace of crack appeared in Qiao Xiu's indifferent face.

He laughed and said softly: "Noer, why is it still the same."

His precious little cousin has liked beautiful things since childhood.

A joyful voice suddenly came from the side: "Nuoer, I can meet you here too!"