Tianshi Fubao is three and a half years old, spoiled by the tyrant father

The door was pushed open with a bang, and Gu Jingyan strode in with several masked people.

With a cold face, he glanced at Gu Zhaozhao and Yimei, and raised his hand vigorously, "Take it away!"

The shadow guard behind him stepped forward without saying a word, and pressed his eyebrows to the ground.

He opened his mouth in shock, "It's not Your Highness, did you make a mistake?"

Gu Jingyan snorted coldly, "You are the one who caught you, pretending to be a ghost in the palace, bewitching the princess, and even more audaciously taking the princess to the cold palace in an attempt to misbehave. I only spared your life because of my father's expectations of you. I will drive you out of the palace!"

With one eyebrow being pressed, he yelled, "I am the imperial mage personally appointed by His Majesty, and the princess is my master, even if you want to expel me from the palace, it will not be your turn!"

Gu Jingyan cast a cold look, and the strength in the hands of the two shadow guards suddenly increased.

With a painful eyebrow, he let out a howl, and instantly broke out in a cold sweat.

But he didn't suffer at all, "Gu Jingyan, you're bullying people here because of your status as the prince. Do you really think I'm afraid of you? Tell you, I'm not afraid, my lord! !"

Gu Zhaozhao at the side tugged at the sleeve of the shadow guard, "Hurry up and let go of Uncle Yimei, don't take him away!"

But no matter how she shouted, the shadow guard remained motionless, like two statues.

Little Naituan pursed her lips, extremely anxious in her heart.

She couldn't bear to part with Uncle Yimei, who called her master, but she couldn't help him at all.

She no longer cared whether Gu Jingyan hated her.

Swinging her two small arms, she ran towards him.

His big watery eyes were filled with tears, and a pair of small hands carefully grabbed the corner of his clothes.

Little Naituan raised her head, trying not to let herself cry.

She asked softly: "Brother Dahuang, can you not let Uncle Yimei go, Zhao Zhao please, Zhao Zhao will be obedient and obedient in the future and will never do anything that makes you unhappy again."

Hearing this soft voice, Gu Jingyan squeezed his sleeves tightly.

He didn't look down at that cute and soft little face.

Instead, he shook the little guy at his feet away with a little force, "Go back and stay well, and don't bother with the affairs of the harem."

But Xiao Naituan still didn't give up and stepped forward again, but the little hands that were about to touch Gu Jingyan stopped suddenly.

She pursed her lips, and then retracted her little hand, "Brother Dahuang, I'll go back to Ganxi No. [-] and lock myself up, and then never come out again, okay, Zhao Zhao will listen to you, okay? Please don't let Uncle Yimei go away."

Seeing Gu Zhaozhao's aggrieved and anxious appearance, Yimei suddenly calmed down.

He grinned, "It's okay, master, don't beg him, I'm already living outside the palace, I just go back, it's nothing, it won't bother me."

The two shadow guards raised their eyebrows and strode out.

"Master, don't beg him, I'm really fine..."

Yimei's voice got farther and farther away until it disappeared in his ears.

Gu Zhaozhao rubbed his two little hands, stood on the ground with teary eyes and sniffed his little nose.

Gu Jingyan looked at her for a long time before turning around and leaving.

It’s just that for some reason, the people around Gu Zhaozhao should be happy after cleaning up, but he couldn’t be happy no matter what.

Her aggrieved and pitiful appearance just now can't help but pop into her mind.

Gu Jingyan shook his head vigorously, forcing himself to throw Gu Zhaozhao's shadow out.

He must not let his personal emotions affect him.

The concubine mother once said that if you want to sit in the highest position, you can't have any feelings.

Gu Zhaozhao couldn't hold back his tears when he returned to Qianxi No. [-] Institute.

She sat on a chair, sobbing and wiping tears.

She really doesn't like big brother at all now, why does big brother always do bad things.

Uncle Yimei didn't do anything, yet he still wanted to drive him out of the palace.

How will he live after leaving the palace, and I don't know where he lives.

Countless thoughts came to mind, Gu Zhaozhao let out a long sigh.

"Zhao Zhao, don't be sad, Sister Bai has already followed him to see him. If you are worried, mother will accompany you to see him when you go to the Imperial College tomorrow."

Duan Qingying's gentle voice came, and Xiao Naituan raised her head and nodded with her mouth curled up, "Yeah, Zhao Zhao is obedient."

She stabilized her emotions, and took out Concubine Liang's talisman ball in her satchel.

Do you want to surpass her?
Gu Zhaozhao looked back and forth, this empress was very resentful.

She is so fierce, she probably doesn't want to reincarnate.

Forget it, I still have time to talk to her, and let her go over when her resentment is not so serious.

The little milk ball fell asleep in a daze.

In her sleep, she felt as if someone was covering herself with a quilt.

She could smell it, as if it was the smell of her father.

"Daddy..." Bai Nennen raised her small hand suddenly, she frowned and called out.

There were still crystal teardrops on Gu Zhaozhao's face.

The small body curled up into a ball, and the two small eyebrows were also tightly knit together, obviously suffering from great grievances.

Gu Rongzhan, who was wearing eunuch clothes and had a beard stuck to his chin, was standing by the bed. Seeing such a scene, his heart was broken.

He wanted to go forward to hug his daughter, but was grabbed by the arm by the hidden guard beside him,

"No, Your Majesty."

Gu Rongzhan's arms froze, and there was no expression on his pale face.

Why didn't he know he couldn't do it.

If he hadn't been too worried about Zhao Zhao, he wouldn't have taken the risk of dressing up like this.

Seeing that his daughter is safe, he feels at ease.

Gu Rongzhan carefully moved two steps forward, his hands under the cuffs tightly clenched into fists.

There was a sharp pain in the chest, and the blood in the stomach was surging.

Gu Rongzhan pressed his chest, and a layer of sweat instantly oozed from his forehead.

He tried his best not to make a sound, but a trace of blood still flowed from the corner of his mouth.

Chest wound torn again due to activity.

Gu Rongzhan's body began to shake and he almost fell.

Duan Qingying, who had been standing by the side watching silently, stepped forward fiercely, instinctively wanting to help him, "Rong Zhan!"

But the palm actually passed through his body just like that.

She froze, raised her hand and looked at it for a long time.

Yes, she is a ghost, and Rong Zhan can no longer see or touch her.

She could only watch helplessly as the dark guard staggered out while supporting Gu Rongzhan.

Duan Qingying stood blankly for a long time, at this moment she seemed to understand her own heart.

*

Early the next morning.

Gu Zhaozhao's mood seemed to be much better.

She obediently got up to wash up, put on her small satchel and went out, "Uncle Zhang, Uncle Li, Zhao Zhao is off to school."

When the two came out, she was already gone.

The little milk ball sat in the carriage and gently shook its little feet.

She has a decision, that is, to see Uncle Yimei and grandpa today.

Since her uncle left, she hasn't been to her grandfather's house.

She really misses her grandfather.