Under the candlelight, Noble Consort Qiao's eyebrows became even more exquisite and charming.
A few years ago, she was a beauty whose name shook the capital. Now that she had given birth, she had become even more beautiful.
There was also a hint of a mother's maturity that would cause one's imagination to run wild with just a look.
Noble Consort Qiao said in a very soft voice, "Your Majesty, I know that you're busy. It's fine. It's just that Nuo'er has grown up by your side since young.
"This child remembers it in her heart if you were to make fewer visits. Your consort is fine. It's fine as long as Nuo'er isn't sad."
Gu Yihan immediately felt a little guilty.
How could he occasionally go to the Music Bureau to listen to music and not come to accompany his daughter?
The emperor looked at the child on the bed. Gu Nuo'er was sleeping quietly and obediently.
His daughter had always been very sensible.
