The Tyrant Father's Pampered Daughter

She slowly opened her eyes, revealing a pair of black eyes like a pair of gems that broke out from their shells.

The baby looked at Gu Yihan. It was as if she knew that he was her father that even her cries became a lot softer.

Gu Yihan looked at his daughter, who had not come by easily. He stretched out a finger and touched her soft little hand that was clenched up.

The little princess slowly stopped crying, and her eyes gradually adapted to the light.

Her bright eyes were wide open.

She looked around curiously before her gaze landed on Gu Yihan's face.

The midwife, who was at the side, smiled and said, "Your Majesty, look, the little princess is so smart. This servant had delivered many children, but I've never seen someone open their eyes so early to see people! The little princess is smart and quick-witted. She will definitely bring great fortune to the world in the future!"

Gu Yihan laughed happily. "Well said. Reward her."

Eunuch Chunshou immediately took out two gold ingots from his sleeve.

The midwife smiled so widely that her eyes became two slits.

Gu Yihan looked at the child in his arms. She was soft and light. Even when carrying her, he was afraid of hurting her!

At this moment, the little princess seemed to be sleepy again.

She closed her eyes and started to blow bubbles from her small cherry-like lips.

Her hands were soft and red, placed on her stomach.

The more Gu Yihan looked at her, the more he liked her.

He was afraid that if he were to speak too loudly, he would disturb his daughter's sleep.

He waved his hand and beckoned for Chunshou to approach. He instructed in a low voice, "Pass down my decree. I'm happy to receive my beloved daughter and I want to grant great amnesty to the world. I want to let the world know that I, Gu Yihan, after waiting for so long, have finally gotten a delicate daughter!"

In the room, Noble Consort Qiao propped herself up and called out weakly, "Your Majesty~"

Gu Yihan said to the servants, "My beloved consort, it looks like it's about to rain heavily. I'll bring my daughter back to the palace first. You can come back when you're feeling better. I'll leave this group of capable servants to serve you. Later, I'll send two imperial physicians over."

After saying that, Gu Yihan carried the little princess and left with light steps.

Noble Consort Qiao, "…"

Her two maidservants consoled her, "Your Highness, there's no rush. You've given birth to a little princess, so you won't have to worry about getting His Majesty's love anymore."

On the night the little princess was born, there was a natural phenomenon with winter thunder rolling.

However, the next day, plum blossoms bloomed everywhere across the mountains. For a moment, the fragrance spread for ten miles!

The world was shocked by this wonder.

The legend of the little princess descending into the world, shrouded with auspiciousness, spread like wildfire.

…

Three years later.

It was another year of ice and snow.

The winter wind was biting cold, freezing the branches that crystal-clear ice formed on them.

The emperor's sedan stopped outside the Chengqian Hall.

The officials were already on the steps with their hands in their sleeves. They had been waiting for a while.

When they heard the sedan chair land, they turned around.

Gu Yihan first lifted the curtain with one hand. Then, Eunuch Chunshou hurriedly let the two palace maids hold up soft cloth, shielding the emperor from both sides.

It was to block the cold wind.

When the officials saw this, they immediately understood.

Today, the emperor had brought the little princess to court again!

The officials became energetic and looked radiant.

As long as the little princess was around, the emperor would be very easy to talk to! They were lucky today.

As expected, the emperor carefully carried the child in his arms and walked up the white jade steps.

Everyone saw that the little princess in his arms was sleeping soundly. She was wearing an embroidered winter jacket and small white boots with tassels on them..

The child's long eyelashes were closed, leaving a shadow on her fair skin.

Her skin was delicate and her nose was cute. Her pink and tender cherry lips were slightly open with her sleeping soundly.

When the emperor carried the little princess and passed by, the officials cupped their hands and bowed. None of them made a sound, not wanting to disturb the little princess' sleep.