"Your Highness the Second Prince, Her Highness the Princess has arrived!" The long voice of the eunuch at the palace gate rang out again.

A small figure dressed in a crimson ruqun (a type of traditional Chinese dress) appeared at the entrance of the palace, accompanied by a boy in a wheelchair behind the figure.

Helian Ci and Helian Si rarely appeared in the sight of officials and ministers in the past, and Wen Changle was undoubtedly behind this.

Therefore, when these two rarely seen princes and princesses suddenly appeared before the officials, everyone was momentarily stunned and cast curious glances at them.

Helian Ci's dark eyes, as deep as a still pool, narrowed slightly. He subconsciously reached out his long, pale hand and took the hand of the little girl beside him, making her stand behind his wheelchair to block the gazes of everyone in the hall.

Suddenly, Sisi, whose hand was being held by her second brother by Daming Lake, blinked her grape-like, watery eyes on her rosy little face.

Tilting its fluffy little head, it peeked out from behind the wheelchair, its soft, sweet voice trembling slightly.

"Second brother, what's wrong?"

Helian Mousi was completely unconcerned about the gazes cast upon him by the people in the hall. To be honest, if Helian Ci hadn't pulled him back,

Right now, Sisi must be standing at the very front, the little girl blinking her grape-like, watery eyes, looking everyone over and casually retorting:

What are you doing? Haven't you ever seen such a stunningly beautiful and adorable girl like Sisi before?

"without……"

Just as Helian Ci was about to speak, he heard a lot of footsteps behind him, followed by a sinister voice from above.

"What, are my descendants unworthy of a single bow from you?"

As soon as that sounded, everyone in the banquet hall who had been curiously observing Helian Ci and Helian Si felt a chill run down their spines.

Forget about curiosity or scrutiny any longer, they hurriedly averted their gazes, their legs gave way, and they collapsed with a 'thump'.

He knelt before Helian Nie, who stood at the palace gate in a crimson dragon robe. His body trembled instinctively beneath the robes, and his voice trembled as he spoke.

"We would rather die ten thousand deaths than dare to do so. We pay our respects to Your Majesty. Long live the Emperor!"

"Greetings, Your Highness the Second Prince!"

"Greetings, Your Highness!"

"Heh." Helian Nie sneered, his devilishly handsome face and narrow, almond-shaped eyes coldly sweeping over the kneeling officials and ministers.

Just as he was about to say a few chilling and intimidating words to intimidate this group of people who didn't know their place, he was interrupted by a soft, sweet voice the next second.

"Father Emperor, Father Emperor, hug me~!"

Suddenly, Sisi, who had been peeking out from behind the wheelchair, had somehow hopped up to Helian Nie in front of him.

The tiny child, with short, delicate hands, tugged at the hem of Helian Nie's crimson dragon robe, swaying back and forth. The robe itself, like the one Helian Nie was wearing...

The identical red ruqun (a type of traditional Chinese dress) with gold trim swayed with the little girl's movements, creating a ring of lace.

If you listen carefully, you can also hear the clear and melodious sound of the silver bracelet on the little girl's wrist.

The fierceness on Helian Nie's handsome face dissipated considerably after Helian Si's remark. He lowered his eyes and looked at the little dumpling tugging at the corner of his dragon robe.

He raised an eyebrow slightly, a hint of pleasure appearing in his long, narrow, almond-shaped eyes; his taste was quite good.

The ugly thing looks much prettier in this dress, especially the color, which is particularly pleasing to the eye.