The Villain Tyrant's Favored Little Cub

I am Number 077, an emotionless NPC. I rank first in performance every year.

Bored one day, I secretly wrote a story about a den of villains. The Heaven Dad was so delighted that he gave me m...

Chapter 130 Hurry, hurry, hurry

"Baby, baby won't agree to give Sisi to that wicked lady..."

Helian Si spoke softer and softer. It wasn't that she didn't trust Zai Zai, but rather that she knew Zai Zai too well. Zai Zai was a heartless scoundrel who put profit above all else…

Thinking about it, Helian Si's fluffy little head drooped, and even his pink pointed ears drooped down.

Although she possesses stunning beauty and is incredibly adorable, she is nothing in the face of self-interest.

"Alas, poor 077, you'd better watch yourself. If you get locked up in a dark room by that concubine and the mission fails, you can expect to be annihilated into dust by the Heavenly Dao."

Folian shook her head, speaking with great sympathy. Seeing Helian Si's dejected appearance, she suddenly felt a pang of pity. After a pause, she added, "..."

"Don't worry, if you are really wiped out to ashes, I will burn a lot of paper money for you every year at that time."

Helian Si raised her rosy little face, her grape-like eyes coldly fixed on Fo Lian, who was still chattering on and on.

Buddha Lotus: "..."

"Uh, well, it's getting late, time to sleep, time to sleep." With that, he turned off his phone and disappeared.

Helian Si stared intently at the spot where Buddha Lotus had disappeared, his delicate face blank and expressionless.

After a long, long time, little Helian Si, clutching his small blanket with his tiny hands, suddenly collapsed onto the bed with a "plop."

With her grape-like, moist eyes fixed on the high bed canopy, the little girl's mind was filled with one thought:

Oh no, she's going to be handed over to the evil empress by the little brat! Oh no, her life is in danger! Oh no, her harem of three thousand handsome men is about to be destroyed before she even gets them!

As she pondered, Sisi clutched her blanket, and tears welled up silently in her grape-like, watery eyes.

Why, why did she have to do it this way? Why did she write such a wicked empress in the first place? Waaah!

**

The next day, the scorching sun shone brightly, making the banana leaves in Yongqing Palace appear even more vibrant.

The five-year-old, who usually loves to stay in bed, actually dragged himself out of bed today.

Not only that, the little girl, who is usually cheerful and talkative, seemed to have completely changed her personality today.

Not only did she adhere to the rule of not speaking while eating, but she also ate very quickly. Even when Helian Ci tried to tease the little girl, she glared back fiercely.

Helian Ci: "..."

Ruo Youtan's dark eyes looked at the little girl who was trying hard to shovel rice into her mouth. Her unusually red lips were slightly pursed against her sickly pale face.

So, is this little coward possessed by an evil spirit today?

"Clatter." That was the sound of Mou Sisi putting down her bowl and chopsticks. Mou Sisi picked up a damp handkerchief from the side and wiped her mouth. Then she stretched out her two little hands toward Yue'er, who was standing to the side.

"Sister Yue'er, Sisi is full! Hurry, hurry, take Sisi to Father Emperor. Sisi has something extremely urgent to explain to Father Emperor."

The little girl spoke with great urgency on her rosy face. How could she not be anxious? This was a matter of life and death for her.

Waaaaah, she went to apologize to the little one and also to gain favor with him. She doesn't want to be locked in a dark room and abused by the evil empress, waaaah!