Tyrant Daddy’s Petite Bag

Not long after, Gu Yihan came to Shengping Hall, and the banquet began.

As usual at the banquet, he did not hesitate to praise his daughter.

Civil and military officials are used to it, and the compliments come one after another.

Natu held her cheeks and looked at Qi Huang talking about her daughter, her eyes couldn't hide the pride and pride.

She sighed with emotion: "In the eyes of outsiders, the Daqi Emperor, who is decisive in killing, is at this moment just a father who wants to hold everything in front of his daughter."

After Natu finished speaking, she found that Ming Qi beside her ignored her.

She couldn't help but look sideways, watching Ming Qi bow his head slightly beside him, in a trance.

"Ming Qi?" Natu called.

Ming Qi didn't respond, his fingers clenched the teacup, his knuckles turning white.

Natu patted him lightly: "Ming Qi~"

Ming Qi suddenly returned to his senses, and the moment he raised his head, the corners of his mouth seemed to be red and swollen.

Natu was stunned: "What's wrong with your face? Just now you came back, and I thought your face was wrong. Let me see."

She reached out her hand, trying to squeeze Ming Qi's jaw.

But he turned his head to avoid it.

"Princess, you are surrounded by officials of the state of Qi, please respect yourself to avoid rumors."

Natu frowned: "I wasn't afraid when I was in the Western Regions, not to mention that when I came to Daqi, why would I care about other people's advice?"

"Besides, I have already admitted it generously, you are my face, what else do they have to say?"

"Let me see!" She held his face, forcing Ming Qi to turn his head to look at her.

The corners of his mouth did seem to have been punched or slapped, with red and swollen marks.

Natu sucked in a breath of cold air.

Her eyes turned cold immediately: "Who hit you?"

This is the imperial palace of the state of Qi. Although Ming Qi is an envoy from the Western Regions, there are so many ministers here today, and there are more than a dozen princes.

If someone had a conflict with Ming Qi and hit him in a fit of rage, it is also possible.

Ming Qi moved his chin away: "No one has ever played a lowly position, the princess is too worried."

"Lie!" Natu said sharply: "You also have skills, so you won't be bullied by others. Is it the minister or the prince who beat you?"

Ming Qi stared at her with dark eyes, with unpredictable emotions in his eyes.

"Your Highness Princess, please stop talking about these absurd and absurd claims. Today, Emperor Qi is mainly hosting a banquet for the Lord Yaoguang. Who dares to cause trouble?"

Natu narrowed her eyes: "Okay, don't tell me, then wait a minute, I'll ask sister Yaoguang to help me check!"

Ming Qi is her person, and hitting him in the face is not the same as hitting her!

This matter, she has to ask clearly!

Ming Qi's eyebrows turned cold, and his eyes were like frost.

"Why is Her Royal Highness so obsessed? I am not someone who is bullied and will swallow my anger. Your worries are unwarranted. The traces on the corner of your mouth are probably bumped, and I don't even care about the inferior position."

Natu understands Ming Qi's character.

The more he explained, the more problematic it was.

So, she didn't argue with him either.

When the banquet was halfway through, the courtiers could move freely, toast each other and compliment the emperor, Natu went directly to Gu Nuoer.

"Sister Natu, what's the matter?" Gu Nuo'er was taken by several brothers in turn, and her stomach was full.

She was pulled outside the hall by Natu, followed by a sigh of relief, her eyes dark and round.

Natu looked inside the palace a little.

She sighed: "Sister Yaoguang, I shouldn't have been looking for you, but Mingqi is different to me, I can't watch him being bullied."