As Changying raised his hand, two guards came forward and dragged the palace maid who had been thrown away by Wen Yi out.

The palace maids had just recovered from their great fear when their cries of pleading and weeping echoed throughout the banquet hall.

However, Helian Nie, seated in the high position, showed no change in expression on his devilishly handsome face. His long, well-defined hand, holding the wine cup, gently lifted...

His narrow, almond-shaped eyes narrowed slightly, a chill in them. His voice, thick with an insidious, dark malice, uttered two words.

"continue."

Those two cold words made everyone in the banquet hall straighten their backs, a chill creeping up from their feet and making their scalps tingle.

No one dared to disobey Helian Nie's orders, because they might be the next ones dragged out by the guards and thrown into the snake pit.

Then the music began, and the dancers, their toes barely touching the ground, swayed their colorful gowns, though their graceful figures were visibly trembling.

As Wenren Yu swallowed the sake in his hand, his handsome face, as if painted with ink, slightly raised his phoenix eyes and smiled gently.

Tsk, the Emperor really is still as clueless as ever about how to cherish and pity a woman.

Helian You, who was sitting between the two elders of the Wen family eating peach shortbread, stopped eating it and his fair face...

Those dark, bright eyes stared straight at Helian Nie, who was sitting on the high seat. Helian Nie narrowed his peach blossom eyes, glanced in Helian You's direction, and only stayed for a moment before looking away.

I'm not very familiar with the third son.

Helian You lowered his head, took a bite of the peach shortbread, and silently wrote in his mind: Father Emperor, cruel and terrifying.

Wen Yi's face, usually reserved for princes, was not in a good mood. He never expected that Helian Nie would actually start a massacre, especially since this was his daughter's birthday banquet.

Tiger's eyes subconsciously glanced in the direction of Wen Changle's seat, and sure enough, he saw his daughter's unpleasant expression. For a moment, Wen Yi felt a little annoyed.

Wen Changle sat upright in his seat, his posture still elegant and proper, but the fingernails painted with cardamom under his gold-trimmed peony embroidered robe were almost broken off by Wen Changle.

Tonight's banquet is her birthday celebration, but until now, nothing has gone smoothly for her, and now, at her own birthday banquet, she has even gone on a killing spree.

Helian Nie! Helian Nie!!

She didn't know what others were like, but she knew that she had suddenly become cowardly.

She's lost all her backbone; the pride of a five-year-old suddenly doesn't matter anymore. As for her temper, sorry, she doesn't deserve it!

Looking back, the right thing to do is to cling tightly to your own child and save your own life!

The little girl pinched her chubby thigh with her short hands, and her pink face and grape-like, moist eyes immediately became pitiful and teary-eyed.

Turning around, the little girl, her small body silently, silently moved closer to Helian Nie's side, moving and moving.

This isn't cowardice, this is what it means to be a wise person when things are going well! That's how Mou Sisi comforted himself.

Helian Nie caught a glimpse of this out of the corner of his eye, but said nothing. He simply rested his chin on his long, slender hand and looked at Helian Si with a leisurely air.

That ugly thing really does need a scare. Come to think of it, I've never actually taught it a lesson before.

I've heard that in ordinary families, if a child misbehaves, the father might beat him with a bamboo stick.

Hmm, let him think about it. How big of a bamboo should he have Changying cut down to make bamboo strips?