"Little sister, the emperor apologizes to you on behalf of the mother and concubine. She is drunk. Can you forgive her for once?"
Mu Feibai could clearly see how much his father loved Nuo Bao.
After all, not everyone is qualified to be in the arms of his father.
Ever since they were young, their father had never hugged them once.
But Nuobao could act coquettishly in his arms, which was enough to show Mu Han's indulgence.
Since it was useless to plead with the tyrant, Mu Feibai turned to look at Nuobao.
In his opinion, Nuobao is easy to fool at a young age, so he should be given some face in front of so many people.
"Ouch?"
Hearing someone calling him, Nuobao raised his head in confusion.
The white and tender bun's face was stained with two blushes, like a white and red peach, attracting people to come up and take a bite.
"Nuobao, I'm not... Hier... I'm not drunk!"
Nuobao burped and couldn't help shaking his head, trying to stay awake.
Unfortunately, it had little effect, and my head felt like paste.
"Are you secretly drinking?" The tyrant noticed something was wrong, looked down, and suddenly turned dark.
This little idiot is really doing things secretly without looking at him.
"No, no!"
Nuobao looked drunk and defended with a loud tongue.
"Dad...nonsense, Nuobao didn't drink!"
"Ha..." Mu Han pinched her cheek as if to vent his anger.
"Who's talking nonsense, huh?"
"Woooooooo..."
Nuobao buried her head in his arms, holding his collar tightly with her little hands, and hummed.
"It's uncomfortable, daddy is uncomfortable..."
Nuobao felt like the world was spinning.
Daddy seemed to have turned into two, and kept wandering in front of her.
"Daddy, stop shaking!"
Nuobao felt even more dizzy after seeing it, and subconsciously patted it with his paw.
The small hand slapped Mu Han's handsome face, making a crisp sound.
Everyone in the hall took a breath of cold air and looked horrified.
It’s over, it’s over…
What's the difference between slapping a tyrant and slapping a tiger?
Some people couldn't bear to close their eyes, thinking that Nuobao's blood would be splattered on the spot today.
Mu Han's face darkened, he grabbed Nuobao's little paw and squeezed it hard.
"Now I know how uncomfortable it is. Wasn't it very happy when you drank secretly just now?"
"Since Nuobao is drunk, your Majesty should take her back to rest first." The Queen Mother said.
Mu Han was not in the mood to stay any longer.
Holding Nuobao, who was restless in his arms, he left the table first.
Nuobao was dishonest when he was drunk, twisting around like a caterpillar in Muhan's arms.
Those who didn’t know thought Mu Han had thorns on his body!
"Be honest, if you move again I will throw you down to feed the fish."
The tyrant pinched her face with two fingers.
Nuobao pursed his lips in grievance, "Daddy, fai!"
She was almost dying of discomfort, and her father was still scaring her.
Nuobao huffed angrily and kept mumbling.
Mu Han listened for a long time before he understood clearly what she was saying:
"This dad is too bad, Nuo Bao needs a new dad."
The tyrant sneered and reached out to pinch her cheek.
"You are so stupid, who else will support you besides me."
Still want to change dad?
"Nuobao, you're not stupid!"
Xiaotuanzi retorted angrily.
Speaking of this, Mu Han remembered another thing.
By the moonlight, he lowered his eyes and looked at the drunken little boy in his arms.
"How do you know that I am your father?"
When they met for the first time, Nuobao rushed up to him, hugged his thigh and called him daddy.
The little guy has always firmly believed that he is her father.
How did Nuobao know?
If it weren't for the shedding of blood today, we would recognize our relatives.
Mu Han never knew that he had a daughter exposed.
But he has never favored a woman outside the palace, and even the concubines in the palace can only give birth to an imperial heir with his permission.
Where did Nuobao come from?
"Did you pop out of the stone?"
"certainly not!"
Nuobao retorted angrily, "Nuobao, you have a mother."
"Who is your mother?"
"Nuobao doesn't remember..." the little guy said, his voice gradually weakened.
Mu Han looked down and found that Nuobao had fallen asleep.
Combined with the abnormalities in the little guy.
It seems that this little fool has quite a lot of secrets.
"Li Youde."
Eunuch De quickly stepped forward and said, "My servant is here."
"Whose child do you think Nuobao will be?"
Mu Han originally just said it casually, not expecting him to really give him an answer.
Unexpectedly, Eunuch De thought about it and came up with some clues.
"Back to the emperor, based on the age of the little princess, apart from the empress, only Concubine Su was pregnant in those years." Eunuch De said in a low voice.
He had been serving Mu Han for decades before he even ascended the throne.
There are some things that Eunuch De knows better than Mu Han himself.
"It can't be the queen."
The child in the queen's belly was miscarried before she was born.
That only leaves...
"Concubine Su?" The tyrant paused in his steps and narrowed his phoenix eyes.
When he led the troops on an expedition, he accidentally fell into the enemy's trick and was trapped in the city for a day and a night.
Concubine Su was very worried when she heard about this. Even though she was pregnant, she went to Qingyun Temple to pray for him in person.
Unexpectedly, he accidentally encountered a rebel, causing the fetus in his belly to be born prematurely before he was born, and his whereabouts were lost in the process of escaping for his life.
Later, Concubine Su also sent people to search for her.
But the midwife was only found downstream of the river.
According to what the nun said, when she was fleeing with the little princess, she was chased by rebels and accidentally fell into the river.
In such a fast-flowing river, it is impossible for a newborn baby to survive.
When Concubine Su learned the bad news, she almost went crazy.
Later, with Su Linglong, she finally got over the grief of losing her daughter.
"Your Majesty, could the little princess be the same child back then?" Eunuch De made a bold guess.
Although in that case, the probability that the child would survive was one in ten thousand.
But what if?
After all, the child could not be seen alive or dead.
Hearing this, Mu Han's eyes flashed with deep thought.
…
As soon as she returned to Qianlong Palace, the Queen Mother sent someone to bring sobering soup.
Nuobao had already fallen into a deep sleep. When Mu Han woke him up, the little guy was a little unhappy and started to grumble and lose his temper.
"If you don't drink it, you'll have a headache when you wake up tomorrow morning."
Mu Han held the bowl in one hand and personally fed the hangover soup to her mouth.
Ginger is added to the hangover soup, which has a pungent taste.
When Nuobao was unconscious, he resisted the taste and spit it out as soon as he was fed it.
Mu Han's body was made dirty.
"Your Majesty, why don't you come as a slave?" Eunuch De looked frightened.
For fear that the tyrant would be angry, he would chop off Nuobao's little head.
"No need."
Mu Han's face darkened slightly. Although he didn't look good, he still insisted on feeding himself.
After finally finishing a bowl of hangover soup, Nuobao continued to sleep comfortably.
I wonder if she just talked about her mother.
Nuobao fell asleep and shouted in a daze: "Mother."
Mu Han stood by the bed, looking at Nuo Bao who was sleeping with his arms and legs spread out. His usually cold and gloomy eyebrows showed a rare softness.
After learning that Nuobao was his biological daughter who was connected by blood.
I felt very sorry for the little boy's previous experience of wandering outside the palace.
"You want your mother so much?"
"I will help you find her."
It doesn't matter if she can't find him, she still has her father.
No matter who Nuobao's mother is, there is no doubt that she is his child.
The tyrant's heart has never been so soft as at this moment.
They were all filled up by this little milk bun.
