"Little You'er, would you give your uncle a small piece too?"

Wenren Yu, no longer bothered with his anger towards Nanrong Jinghua, bent down, his handsome face, like a painted painting, with his upturned phoenix eyes, eagerly awaiting Helian You's response.

Helian You looked up, his dark, bright eyes rolling his head in disdain at Wenren Yu.

It was as if it was saying silently, "You're such a grown man, how dare you take food from a child like me?"

Wenren Yu: "..."

That wasn't enough. Little Helian You quietly shifted his body, turning his back to Wenren Yu and showing her the back of his head.

Thanks for the invitation. I am noble, and you are not worthy of it.

Wenren Yu: "..."

So all that talk about family ties is just a lie, right?

"Handsome man, here's some red bean cake for you."

The little girl's sweet, soft voice rang in Wenren Yu's ears, and then a small, short hand holding half a piece of red bean cake appeared before her eyes.

Wenren Yu followed the little hand and saw Helian Si's pink and tender face, with a pair of grape-like eyes that were moist and soft.

Wenren Yu didn't take the small piece of red bean cake that Helian Si offered. Instead, she pulled Helian Si into her arms, and then Wenren Yu's wailing and howling filled the private room.

"Waaaaah, little princess, you still care about your subject the most, waaaaah."

Completely oblivious to Nan Rong Jinghua standing to the side, whose godlike face had turned utterly dark.

Helian Si, held in Wenren Yu's arms, blinked his eyes repeatedly, finally behaving like a little adult.

She stretched out her little hand and patted Wenren Yu's shoulder comfortingly, speaking in a sweet, soft voice, "Don't cry, don't cry."

Mainly, people are just attracted to your body and your beauty. Oh my, the embrace of a handsome man smells so good~.

Ahh~ happiness.jpg.

Helian Si's soft words of comfort only made the heartbroken prime minister wail even louder.

It's tough for him, it's so tough for him!

Other people's children are always sweet and considerate, but his little You'er is a master at hurting hearts.

Helian You, the master of heart-wrenching moments, calmly finished the last bite of mung bean cake, picked up a small handkerchief, and carefully wiped his little hands, which were covered in crumbs.

With a pair of bright, dark eyes, Helian You watched his uncle's exaggerated wailing and howling, tilting his head slightly, expressionless.jpg.

My uncle is such a drama queen, and my little princess is taking advantage of him. The world is truly terrifying.

**

The Imperial Palace.

Steam rose from the hot spring pool in Wolong Palace. Helian Nie stood shirtless, revealing his well-defined abdominal muscles.

Appearing and disappearing in the hot spring water, his devilishly handsome face had a pair of peach blossom eyes slightly closed, as if he were resting.

"Your Majesty." Changying stepped forward respectfully and handed over a glass of fine grape wine. The purplish-red wine flowed in the golden glass, creating a unique beauty.

Helian Nie didn't even lift his eyes. With a slight lift of his long, slender hand, Changying respectfully placed the golden glass cup into Helian Nie's hand.

As the wine went down his throat, Helian Nie's handsome face relaxed slightly, and his narrow peach blossom eyes opened, revealing a hint of sinister intent.

"how?"

His long, slender hands, with distinct knuckles, gently caressed the rim of the golden glass cup. The sound, infused with the aroma of the fine wine, dispelled some of its harshness.

However, his devilishly handsome face, with his long, narrow peach blossom eyes lazily half-closed, exuded the dignity and authority of someone who had long held a high position, allowing no room for intrusion.