Nanrong Jinghua took out a handkerchief from her bosom and gently wiped away the little girl's crumbs of hibiscus cake from her lips.

After a pause, her gaze, hidden beneath the long silk robe, fell upon Helian You, who stood beside the little girl.

Helian You seemed to know what Nanrong Jinghua was thinking. He took out a brocade handkerchief from his desk and carefully wiped his mouth.

I can't afford to lose face in front of this wicked and old man who's eyeing my little princess.

This scene infuriated Fang Yan. She wanted the teacher to punish the two of them, but instead of punishing them, the teacher even helped that ungrateful little princess wipe her mouth.

"Master, you're being unfair!"

Fang Yan stomped her foot in dissatisfaction and muttered angrily, her voice particularly jarring in the quiet, sultry afternoon.

Nan Rongjinghua looked over, her bright eyes were covered by that long piece of silk, yet one could still truly feel the frost-like chill in her eyes.

For Yu Nanrong Jinghua, nothing in this world could compare to his Ah Sheng, so why would he care about Fang Yan, a mere child?

"That's right, Master, you're just being biased..."

Fang Yan continued to argue defiantly, but her momentum had weakened somewhat compared to before.

Even the most oblivious person like Helian Mou Sisi sensed something was off. The young girl glanced at Fang Yan.

She glanced at Nan Rong Jinghua again, scratched her head, a little embarrassed, and spoke in a soft, sweet voice.

"I'm so sorry, Master. I didn't mean to eat the cakes. I was just a little hungry."

"Master, don't be angry. Miss, don't be angry either. Sisi will go out and stand in the corner as punishment."

It's wrong for the teacher to be in the lecture hall while the student is eating cakes in the audience.

Sisi was so well-behaved. She got off the little stool, patted her little red dress, and took a few quick steps to go outside to stand as punishment.

"Huh?"

Before the little girl had taken two steps, her skirt was pulled back. Helian Si turned his head in surprise and saw a pair of chubby little hands, just like his own.

Following the hand, he saw his third brother, who didn't like to talk, with his fair and tender face. Helian Si tilted his head slightly, indicating his confusion.

Helian You raised his small face, his dark, bright eyes looking at Nanrong Jinghua, and his still-childish voice spoke at that moment.

"I'm with my little princess."

After saying that, Helian You also moved down from the small stool, then took Helian Mou Sisi's small hand with his short little hand and walked towards the door.

Two little babies, their short hands clasped together, walked steadily toward the door, then stood quietly against the wall.

Nan Rong Jinghua: "..."

The deity's face showed a slight pursing of his thin lips, a hint of helplessness flashing through his heart. With a slight movement of his well-defined fingers, a silver-white barrier enveloped the spot where the two little children were standing at the doorway.

The shading of the blinding sunlight brought a cool and refreshing feeling, which made Helian Mou Sisi, who had been squinting due to the glare, feel much better.

In an instant, her eyes lit up as she looked at the soft, white clouds in the azure sky, revealing two sharp little tiger teeth with a delighted expression.

Happiness came too suddenly. Is it the love and care that Tiandao's father has for Sisi?

Well, I suppose the little girl must be feeling stuffy sitting here all the time. It would be better to let her go out for some fresh air so that her eyelids don't droop and she doesn't keep wanting to doze off.

Helian You, with his keen senses, could not possibly have missed the sudden change in his surroundings. He looked at his little princess, who was grinning at the sky, her eyes crinkling at the corners of her mouth.

His fair face fell into deep thought, unable to figure it out. Helian You's curled eyelashes fluttered, and he simply jotted it down in his little notebook:

Little princess, lucky.