"Father, Father Emperor, it was my butt that started it first. Oh no, no, it was Father Emperor who told me to let my butt out whenever it wanted."

Sisi, who had farted in public, lowered her fluffy little head, nervously twisting her tiny hands together, her rosy face flushed with embarrassment.

Even her upright, pink, pointed ears were now as if they had been tinted with rouge, so red they looked like they could drip blood.

"hehe."

Helian Nie was genuinely so angry at the ugly thing in his arms that he burst out laughing.

She thinks she's right for farting in his arms? She started it with her bottom, and he told her to let her fart—how could this ugly thing even say that?

So, should he also issue a decree of reward to this ugly thing, praising her for being so obedient and well-behaved?

The palace servants, who were already bowing their heads and shrugging their shoulders, started shrugging even more violently, their faces turning a deep purple as they desperately tried to suppress their laughter.

Inner monologue: Hahahaha, little princess, please stop talking nonsense! We're about to pass out! Hahahaha!

Changying's tense face twitched more and more violently, and his broad and powerful shoulders were visibly trembling slightly.

Moon: Calm and unhurried, this is hardly a big deal.

Instead of being angry, Helian Nie smiled, his long, slender fingers pinching the little girl's rosy cheek without any politeness. His tone was kinder than anything that Sisi had ever heard before.

"Tell me, do you want to be fed to the snakes or thrown out?"

As the mother of her little one, Mou Sisi couldn't be more aware that this was how her child looked when he was angry. Such a tiny little guy!

The little body jolted, swallowed hard, and spoke in a trembling voice.

“Father, Father Emperor, Husband, Master said that only adults can make choices, but five-year-olds can choose none of them.”

Waaah, that useless tummy of hers! Of all times to fart, why now?

Oh no, oh no! I might not even have to wait for the wicked queen to lock me in a dark room before my own child ends my short but glorious life.

Waaaaah, why is her life so hard for a five-year-old? Waaaaah...!

"Oh? Nan Rong Jinghua teaches you these twisted principles? It seems that the so-called brilliant and talented Young Master Jinghua is just a name without substance."

On Helian Nie's handsome face, the upward curve of his thin, crimson lips grew even wider, so wide that it sent a chill down Helian Si's spine.

"Father, Father, I have something important to tell you, Father. It's really, really important, Father..."

With her grape-like, moist eyes, Mou Sisi looked at Helian Nie and blinked earnestly, trying her best to save her own life in the most servile manner.

On Helian Nie's handsome face, his thin, crimson lips curved upwards again, his smile alluring, his voice melodious.

"I don't want to hear it."

Helian Si: "...Father, Emperor, please don't do this. I think there's still a chance to salvage our relationship."

Helian Nie smiled again, his smile still alluring, his voice still beautiful.

"I don't care what you think, I care what I think. Eagle, throw this ugly thing out."

"Awoooooo, no no no no, Sisi doesn't want to be caught by the Imperial Concubine and locked in a dark room to be tortured, waaaaah!"

Helian Si: Terrified and excited.jpg!