Gu Yue's nanny was holding Gu Yue and was standing next to Rong Jieyu.
Upon hearing that Concubine Jin was willing to give her a puppy, Gu Yue fluttered anxiously in the nanny's arms.
"Then thank you sister." Rong Jieyu smiled, sat in the pavilion and talked to Concubine Jin for a while before leaving.
When she left, the palace maid behind her took the yellow puppy.
Concubine Sumire watched with a smile the whole time. When the figure of the other party gradually disappeared, she and Manxiang looked at each other.
There was a tacit understanding in each other's eyes.
And here, since He Baoer officially moved into Weiyang Palace, he and Gu Xuan have started a life of fishing and fishing.
The two of them would either run around the house or fall asleep in the room. Xie Ziyue was a very indulgent parent and usually would not interfere with Gu Xuan's affairs.
She didn't care what the two of them were doing in the house. What she cared about most was Gu Xuan's safety. As long as there is no problem with safety, she will not interfere with other things.
Seeing that Han Xianzong's birthday was coming soon, Gu Xuan took He Baoer and scratched his head to think of something to give to his father.
"Where does the emperor lack the rare things you can give him? What he lacks most should be his heart." When He Baoer replied, he leaned on the couch and didn't sit still.
After saying this for a long time, she saw that Gu Xuan's face was full of distress, and her heart was for the princess. At this moment, she couldn't help but comfort her:
"Princess, why do you have to worry? His Majesty loves you so much. If you wish him a happy birthday, he will probably happily say, 'A-Xuan is a good boy.'"
He Baoer imitated Han Xianzong's tone very vividly, and his tone and expression were really imitated to the essence.
Gu Xuan finally discovered that He Baoer's mind was full of imagination and she liked to imitate others, such as her mother, and now she also added Han Xianzong.
But she was not comforted by He Baoer's words, and said with a melancholy look on her face: "What you said is easy. I am so old, how can I still be like a child and just say happy birthday and get over it?"
And let alone her age, speaking of conscience, she couldn't bear the fact that her father was so kind to her.
"Why not?" He Baoer looked confused: "When my father celebrated his birthday, I was reminded by my mother that I said happy birthday."
When she said this, she looked calm and looked at Gu Xuan with a strange look, as if to say: Why don't you believe it.
Gu Xuan: "..." The little cotton-padded jacket leaks air.
"Didn't your father beat you?" After a pause, Gu Xuan asked seriously.
"No," He Baoer looked confused: "Why did my father beat me?"
After saying that, she scratched her head and thought for a while before saying, "My father only beats me when I disobey."
"So why does my father never beat me up when I make mistakes?" Gu Xuan said seriously, patting He Baoer's shoulder with deep meaning in her eyes:
"Learn better and be more considerate to your father at times like this."
He Baoer was speechless and muttered in dissatisfaction: "Princess, what you said is easy. If I really want you to give it to me, why can't you give your father a rare thing? The emperor has no shortage of this thing. You have to make it with your own hands." What’s on my mind.”
At this point, she blinked her eyes, winked and teased Gu Xuan: "If you are really serious about it, just write a picture of longevity to your father. I think the emperor was very moved, and he might even send that picture to you." It’s framed.”
She expected that Gu Xuan's handwriting was ugly, so she deliberately said this to tease Gu Xuan.
But Gu Xuan was enlightened by her words and said with surprise on her face: "Yes, I can give Father the words I wrote!"
Everyone close to her knew that her handwriting was ugly, but because of this, the words she sent out were more valuable.
Emperor Xianzong of the Han Dynasty had taught her how to write before, and he even gave her his own calligraphy to copy.
If she could copy her father's calligraphy to wish him a happy birthday... that would be great!
The more Gu Xuan thought about it, the more excited she became. Then she turned to look at He Baoer: "That's a good idea."
"No way," He Baoer said with a horrified look on his face: "Princess, I was just joking, do you really want to do this?"
Just the word "princess" in her family... He Baoer was already worried about Gu Xuan's face.
"We have been separated for three days, and we are all impressed." Gu Xuan was very dissatisfied. Who was He Baoer looking down on?
"I just haven't put in the effort to practice before. Just wait and I will let you know what it means to grind an iron pestle into a needle as long as you practice hard enough."
"Okay, okay," He Baoer nodded perfunctorily and sat beside Gu Xuan in a daze at first.
Gu Xuan actually picked up the copybook given by Han Xianzong and started practicing, and she was very attentive.
He Baoer played by himself in his position for a while, and soon started howling:
"Princess, it's so boring."
"Find something to play with yourself," could Gu Xuan not know her character? He's just a restless guy:
"Aren't there still books on the table? Just take two and read them."
She didn't waste her time practicing her calligraphy while speaking. He Baoer came forward and took a look. Seeing that although her writing was not pretty, it was much better than before, and encouraged her:
"Princess, your writing is okay, keep up the good work."
She took the opportunity to take two new books from Gu Xuan's table, walked aside and started reading.
After seeing this, he didn't speak for a long time.
It was as if she had ADHD. It was difficult not to speak for a while. She had been silent for so long. Even Gu Xuan, who was concentrating on practicing calligraphy, took the time to look up.
He Baoer happened to come over with a book and asked her: "Princess, do you know what this word means?"
He Baoer's knowledge of characters was limited, and the character he pointed at was very complicated, but Gu Xuan recognized it at a glance as "twilight".
The main reason why she can recognize this word is that this book is the one she and Zhan Rong co-wrote.
"Really?" He Baoer frowned and looked confused.
Gu Xuan wanted to take the book back: "You can't read, why are you reading these? Read some other books you know."
Because she now has a reading companion and can no longer meet with Zhan Rong, she took back the books from the side room of Qianqing Palace.
Her mother-in-law never interfered with this matter, so Gu Xuan was relieved.
In the end, I didn't expect that He Bao'er would slip through the net. He didn't speak for a while and had already read many pages.
"Why don't you watch this?" He Baoer said unhappily:
"Although I don't know the words, I can guess. I also know many simple words. This book is very interesting, much more interesting than those books."
After saying that, she hugged the book and went to read it. Gu Xuan was angry and funny, and was a little curious about He Baoer's reaction after knowing that the author was herself.
Well... although Zhan Rong is also one of the authors.
However, He Baoer didn't know what to say, so it was better not to tell her so quickly. Gu Xuan was afraid that she would accidentally spill the beans due to her young age.
Wait a little longer, the most important thing now is his father's birthday.
Gu Xuan was focusing on celebrating her father's birthday, while others were also focusing on doing bad things on their birthdays.
