The Tyrant Father's Pampered Daughter Chapter 1087 -: The Welcome Banquet at Taiping Garden

Arriving at the Taiping Garden, the palace was ablaze with light, and the exquisite trees and jade flowers were beautifully illuminated by the night.

A multitude of officials and nobles had already gathered, conversing in small clusters.

Nearby, certain young ladies, well-acquainted with one another, formed circles and exchanged pleasantries with bright smiles.

The instant Gu Nuo'er made her entrance, all eyes turned towards her.

It was common knowledge that Great Qi's Princess Yaoguang had been summoned to the palace.

To everyone's surprise, she was not held captive but was instead accommodated in Consort Lu's palace, a decision made by Ling Tianyin.

Some speculated that Princess Yaoguang had employed some clandestine means to gain favor with Consort Lu.

Given Ling Tianyin's deep affection for Consort Lu and her son, it wasn't entirely unexpected for a princess from an opposing nation to reside in Consort Lu's quarters.

However, upon beholding Gu Nuo'er, a consensus formed: it was undoubtedly the Princess Yaoguang's sheer cuteness that had prompted Ling Tianyin to extend such unusual benevolence.

Clad in a pale-hued gown, the child stood poised at the entrance, her gaze full of anticipation for the evening's events.

Her fair, rosy complexion, delicate eyebrows, and eyes resembling two lustrous black pearls were captivating.

Her large eyes seemed to sparkle with inner light.

At that precise moment, a gentle evening breeze stirred her sleeves and hair.

This ephemeral vision lent her an ethereal beauty, akin to a celestial being descending upon the banquet amidst the winds.

Once the crowd had taken in her appearance, their attention was drawn to the strikingly cold youth standing beside her.

If Princess Yaoguang embodied delicate sweetness…

…then this young man exuded an aura as sharp and frigid as a newly drawn, precious sword.

His eyes, remarkably handsome and profound, regarded people with an unnerving, penetrating coldness.

It felt as though a single glance from him could instantly strip a person's facade bare.

The youth's eyes were like twin abyssal pools.

The onlookers quickly deduced his identity.

This must be Marquis Yongye, the preeminent expert of Great Qi, who had recently crushed the Zheng Family's forces.

Rumor had it that he had not only vanquished General Zheng and his cohorts.

He had also effortlessly infiltrated the palace and eliminated the assassins who had plotted against the Emperor.

Both Princess Yaoguang and Marquis Yongye were figures of legend.

And today, they were finally face-to-face with both!

Wei Cang was the first to approach Gu Nuo'er.

“Your Highness,” Wei Cang stated, his demeanor calm, yet his voice held a subtle undercurrent of emotion and excitement.

Gu Nuo'er's face lit up with a smile upon seeing him. “Dudu, you’ve arrived too!” Wei Cang offered a nod, then took two steps back, inclining his head in a slight bow towards Gu Nuo'er.

“I’ve heard that Your Highness intervened and secured my release from prison. I humbly accept this bow.”

Gu Nuo'er chuckled, her eyes glistening as if strewn with fallen stars.

“We stand together; there’s no need for such formality between us. As long as Emperor Ling doesn’t trouble you, that’s all that matters.”

Hearing the emperor referred to by his given name, Wei Cang’s lips curved slightly.

Wei Cang had not anticipated that Ling Tianyin would refrain from causing Gu Nuo’er any difficulties.

However, Gu Nuo’er consistently presented herself as compliant and intelligent, yet possessed of her own firm convictions.

Despite her tender age, she displayed remarkable foresight and wisdom.

Knowing she was faring well brought Wei Cang a sense of peace.

Gu Nuo’er inquired, “Why are you alone? Where is Gugu?”

“Yuan Gu is over there. He was just remarking on Your Highness’s delayed arrival. Allow me to escort you to him.”

Wei Cang extended a welcoming gesture.

After taking a couple of steps, Gu Nuo’er realized that Ye Siming, whom she was holding by the hand, had not moved forward.

The child turned.

She observed that Ye Siming’s gaze was intently fixed upon a group of generals assembled a short distance away.

Among them was Yuan Gu, evident by his honest smile as he repeatedly waved in the direction of Wei Cang and Gu Nuo’er.

Ye Siming’s brow furrowed slightly, his gaze tinged with a hint of coldness.

He foresaw that should the little one approach, those individuals would inevitably shower her with effusive praise for her cuteness.