Helian Nie looked at the beaming young girl who was enthusiastically introducing him to the three boys, and a smirk appeared on his handsome face.

"I know."

After all, the villainous tyrant never imagined that one day, his own son would introduce him to another of his sons.

Helian Nie lowered his eyes, his long, narrow peach blossom eyes scrutinizing Helian You, his handsome face showing a rather sinister and chilling expression.

The five or six ministers around him were all somewhat intimidated by the emperor's behavior, as the emperor's methods in court were well-known.

However, Helian You was naive and unafraid. His dark, bright eyes met Helian Nie's alluring gaze.

Her fair and delicate face held a certain air of neither servility nor arrogance; her inner thoughts were written in her little notebook:

Look at me, and I'll look at you. With the little princess here, we can't lose face.

Helian Nie raised an eyebrow slightly, looking at Helian You, whose fair and delicate face was raised and looking at him, and his thin, crimson lips curved slightly.

The third son is barely acceptable, but he's been too well protected by the Wen family. He lacks resilience and is simply not up to par with the eldest and second sons.

"Father!"

Just as the two teachers were staring at each other, a clear and joyful voice rang out and reached everyone's ears.

One of the five or six ministers who had been standing quietly to the side suddenly trembled.

The first thing she did wasn't to look at her own daughter, but to secretly glance at Helian Nie's expression. Seeing that Helian Nie didn't seem displeased, she breathed a slight sigh of relief.

Helian You stopped staring at Helian Nie and turned back to look at Fang Yan, who was approaching with a joyful expression.

Fang Yan certainly saw Helian You and Helian Si. As she passed by Helian You, she even raised her chin.

She gave Helian You a haughty snort, utterly disdainful, then turned and ran to her father's side.

Fang Cheng was genuinely startled by his daughter's sudden outburst, fearing he might offend the Emperor.

If the emperor were to become displeased, he would be more than capable of losing his head. Fortunately, the emperor did not seem to mind.

He finally breathed a sigh of relief, but when he looked up, he saw his daughter again, with that disdainful look on her face as she looked at the Third Prince.

Startled, Fang Cheng's hand beneath his wide embroidered robe trembled violently as he turned to look at Helian Nie.

Sure enough, he saw the Emperor's slightly narrowed eyes, which frightened Fang Cheng so much that his legs went weak, and he knelt down before Helian Nie, repeatedly begging for forgiveness.

"Your Majesty, I have failed to properly educate my daughter. Please forgive me!"

Helian Nie's reputation as a tyrant, which has spread throughout the Yuande Continent, is by no means undeserved; his ruthless methods have deeply impressed people.

Unfortunately, there's an old saying, "A newborn calf is not afraid of a tiger," and Fang Yan, upon seeing his own father,

She bowed and scraped before the man holding Helian Si, then immediately pouted, stomped her foot, and began to grumble.

"Father! Why are you treating this person like this? Do you know that your daughter has been bullied!"

"Shut up!"

Fang Cheng was furious with his good-for-nothing daughter. He yelled at Fang Yan, who was still being unreasonable.

It's all his fault. He shouldn't have listened to his mother's pillow talk and spoiled the child in everything, even when she made a mistake.

As long as Fang Yan acts coquettishly, he can no longer bear to scold her, which is why this girl dares to be presumptuous in front of the Emperor.

Fang Cheng regretted it; he really regretted it.