The bright moon shone high in the sky, and the night was deep and quiet. Changying lay on the eaves, looking at the bright and clear moonlight. His tense face had broken down, and his expression was strange and dazed.

Imagine, the emperor, who is usually ruthless and merciless, killing without hesitation, and who forbids any woman from approaching him within three steps except when he is in bed with the emperor, what would become of him?

Just because the little princess pitifully begged him, he surprisingly agreed to sleep with her. This...

Changying felt as if he were in a dream; otherwise, how could he explain all the strange and absurd things that had happened tonight?

However, at this moment, the father and daughter, one big and one small, were lying on the bed in the bedroom, staring at each other.

"Father, can't you sleep?"

Helian Si blinked, and wanting to salvage his image in Zai Zai's eyes, he spoke first to break the somewhat awkward atmosphere.

Helian Nie raised an eyebrow, a hint of interest appearing on his devilishly handsome face, his long, narrow, peach-blossom eyes...

He lazily glanced at the small, ugly thing beside him out of the corner of his eye, waiting for it to continue.

Having received a look from his little one, Helian Si suddenly felt a surge of courage and moved closer to Helian Nie.

I moved a tiny bit closer, and felt a warm, satisfied feeling in my heart as I got just a little closer to my little one.

She tilted her rosy little face up to look into Helian Nie's blinking, grape-like eyes, and spoke cautiously.

"Father, shall I tell you a bedtime story?"

A bedtime story?

Helian Nie became somewhat interested, and once again condescended to turn slightly to look at the little bundle of joy whose short arms were clutching the edge of the blanket.

Tell me about it.

Having received an affirmative response from her own little one, Sisi's grape-like eyes instantly sparkled.

Clutching the edge of her little blanket with her short, delicate hands, her eyes sparkled as she told the fairy tale "The Little Mermaid" to a certain villainous tyrant.

When the story reached the end, and the Little Mermaid turned into sea foam in the golden morning light, I was so moved that my eyes welled up with tears.

After finishing his story, Helian Si sniffed, tugged at Helian Nie's sleeve with his little hand, looked at Helian Nie with red eyes, and spoke in a soft, sweet voice.

"Father, tell me, isn't this story very poignant? Isn't the Little Mermaid especially pitiful?"

"Tragic? Pitiful?" Helian Nie's handsome face was expressionless, his long, narrow peach blossom eyes filled with disdain and mockery.

Unfortunately, Sisi was still deeply moved by this tragic love story.

So they didn't notice the villainous tyrant's expression, nodding his little head like a chick pecking at rice.

"Mmm-hmm."

Seeing that this ugly thing was even showing signs of sadness, Helian Nie's handsome and devilish face darkened, and he reached out...

Long, slender fingers with distinct knuckles unceremoniously pinched Helian Si's soft cheek.

"Awoo~?"

Lost in her grief, she was caught off guard when her little one pinched her cheek. She blinked rapidly.

Her rosy little face revealed a child's question mark and innocent confusion.

"Swelling, what's wrong, Father?"

"Heh, what's wrong?" Helian Nie almost laughed out of anger at the ugly thing in front of him, and without any hesitation, he pinched the little girl's soft, dumpling-like cheek again.

Only when he saw the little girl's rosy cheeks, which he had pinched until they were slightly red, did the villainous tyrant feel a little better.