The Tyrant Father’s Pampered Daughter Chapter 641 - 641: This Flower Design Is Called Flaming Epiphyllum

Chapter 641 - 641: This Flower Design Is Called Flaming Epiphyllum

Chapter 641: This Flower Design Is Called Flaming Epiphyllum
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In the evening, Wanyin held Gu Nuo’er’s hand and returned to the palace hall.
Noble Consort Qiao had already returned.
In the afternoon, she went to walk around the vicinity with Consort Yi and Consort Lan.
Gu Nuo’er held a few bright red fruits with her two small hands.
Each of them was only the size of a thumb. Their outer skin was extremely red and their flesh was plump.
“Mother- Elder Brother Siming picked them from the forest. Nuo’er ate a lot. I brought these back for you and Father to try.”
The child obediently brought the fruits to Noble Consort Qiao.
Noble Consort Qiao smiled gently and picked Gu Nuo’er up.
“Nuo’er is so obedient. You even know how to share it with Mother and Father.”
Gu Nuo’er raised her head, her big black eyes shining.
“Of course. When I have good things, I would always want to give them to Father and Mother!”
She held a red fruit in her fair hand and placed it into Noble Consort Qiao’s mouth.
The mother and daughter smiled sweetly.
Wanyin lowered her head and listened silently at the side.
The noble consort still didn’t know that the thousand-gold epiphyllum that His Majesty had planned to give her had been destroyed!
“Mother-” The child snuggled into her mother’s arms and looked up at Noble Consort Qiao with her big sparkling eyes and a sweet smile.
“I have something good that I want to give you. However, Mother has to promise Baby Nuo that you won’t be angry.”
Noble Consort Qiao pursed her red lips and smiled gently. “Why should I be angry when you’re giving something to Mother?”
“Oh… It’s a long story. Mother will know after taking a look! ”
Gu Nuo’er turned around and called out to Wanyin, “Elder Sister Wanyin, go bring in the small dish that we’ve dried.”
Wanyin agreed.
A moment later, she came in with a palm-sized porcelain dish in her hand.
Noble Consort Qiao took a look and saw a purplish-red paste inside. She didn’t know what it was.
Gu Nuo’er brought it over and asked Wanyin to get a clean and slender brush.
“Mother, we’ve agreed that you won’t be angry! Baby Nuo is going to start painting.”
The child dipped a brush in water and took the color from the small dish, planning to put on makeup for Noble Consort Qiao!
Wanyin and Wanxuan looked at each other.
The noble consort loved beauty the most and also cared a lot about her image.
The little princess’s painting would probably not be very satisfactory.
However, Noble Consort Qiao was very happy. She hugged her daughter and closed her eyes. “Alright, Mother wants to see what Baby Nuo is going to draw.”
Gu Nuo’er held the brush seriously with her small hand and slowly dotted Noble Consort Qiao’s glabella.
Noble Consort Qiao closed her eyes, not knowing what the child was drawing. They could only hear Wanyin and Wanxuan exclaiming occasionally— “It’s really beautiful.”
After a while, the child said softly, “Alright! Elder Sister Wanxuan, bring over a small bronze mirror!”
Noble Consort Qiao opened her eyes and took a look in the mirror.
On the gorgeous and dazzling beauty’s face, a small flower bud appeared between her eyebrows!
The flower design was purplish-red, adding a hint of charm and gentleness to Noble Consort Qiao’s already exquisite facial features.
The three petals were outlined well by the child’s drawing skills.
They stacked together like they were part of a small flower that was waiting to bloom.
Noble Consort Qiao originally thought that Gu Nuo’er was young and that her so-called painting was just a freehanded performance that probably wouldn’t look good.
However, now that she looked at it again, she actually felt an innocent feeling coming from it.
“It looks so special. Nuo’er is amazing. Mother likes it very much.”
Gu Nuo’er raised her small chin proudly. “Mother, the flower that Nuo’er drew has a name. It’s called Flaming Epiphyllum!”
When Noble Consort Qiao heard this, she covered her mouth and said with a smile, “What a coincidence? There’s a thousand-gold flower in the flowerbed in the imperial abode. It also has this name.”
Gu Nuo’er scratched her pink face in embarrassment. “Hehe, because… Baby
Nuo made this small plate of rouge with the juice of that Flaming Epiphyllum..”