Tyrant Daddy’s Petite Bag

The little one has a great hearing.

However, it is rare to wake her up in a dream like this.

Unless, someone nearby has the idea of ​​harming others or themselves, and the desire is strong.

The little ones will notice.

This sad cry is louder than ever.

Gu Nuo'er couldn't ignore it, she opened her dark eyes and listened carefully to the sobbing.

The little guy sat up from the bed, and next to him, Concubine Qiao was sleeping soundly.

Gu Nuoer tiptoed over, her little feet hurriedly stepped into the shoes.

Afterwards, she was slightly absorbed, and her small body suddenly disappeared out of thin air.

On the corridor outside, Gu Nuoer found the silence in the dark of night.

The moonlight was half hidden in the clouds.

The little man walked out of the yard lightly, avoiding the patrolling nursing home, and looking in the direction of the crying.

Walk through the courtyard all the way to the most remote and quiet place in Fuzhong.

Gu Nuo'er likes it very much here, because the lake on the town's mansion is located here.

When the first emperor gave the mansion, he specially gave this mansion with excellent feng shui to Duke Zhenguo.

This lake is sparkling in the daytime, and there are small fish and shrimps waiting around the lake to feed.

At night, in addition to reflecting the moonlight, you can also see the surrounding pavilions and pavilions, reflecting them one by one.

But because Gu Nuoer's grandfather only has two children, Qiao Zijin and Qiao Guifei.

Concubine Qiao does not usually live in the mansion, so naturally there are several rooms in the huge mansion.

These pavilions by the lake are dark because no one lives.

Gu Nuoer blinked and saw a figure standing by the lake.

The cry was from her.

Gu Nuoer approached slowly and saw clearly that this was a woman in her mid-thirties who was wiping tears at the lake.

She probably cried for a long time, but now she seemed to make up her mind, stepped out one foot and stepped into the edge of the lake.

Although the lake water in early spring is not too cold to the bone, it is also full of coolness!

The woman shuddered at first, and before she could continue walking, there was a small milk voice behind her—

"This aunt, don't think too much!"

The woman was startled and turned around, a white and tender little dumpling with black hair on her shawl running towards her.

The little man has delicate eyebrows and fair skin.

The woman shook her head for a moment.

Did God see that her life was too hard, and sent the beautiful girl in the sky to save her?

Before she could react, Gu Nuoer grabbed her wrist tightly with two small hands and pulled her back.

"Auntie, what is the difficulty for you to jump into the lake! This is not right!"

The woman recognized it when she regained her senses.

The white and tender girl in front of her is not some kind of golden boy or girl in the Nine Heavens.

It is more noble than the status of a fairy, the only beloved daughter of the emperor! She is also the spoiled granddaughter of their grandfather Zhen Guogong!

The woman turned pale in shock and quickly knelt down: "Little princess, please accept the slaves and servants."

Gu Nuo'er frowned: "Auntie, get up! The lake is so cold, you will get sick! If you can't think of anything, you must throw yourself in the lake!"

After she finished speaking, she put her hands on her hips and looked like a little adult.

"Don't say you're going down to catch fish, I'm not a child and won't believe it!"

The woman was persuaded by Gu Nuoer to come up, but she fell down by the lake.

He was full of distress, as if there was something unspeakable sad.

In the end, the tears rustled like a broken thread.

With the bright moonlight, Gu Nuoer could see clearly—

There are bruises and scars on her face and neck!