"Father Emperor~"

When she met her son's narrow, almond-shaped eyes, she would reveal her little tiger teeth and smile sweetly.

"It's good that he's not dead."

Helian Nie saw this ugly thing, still with that carefree little face, and parted his thin lips slightly.

He uttered those words with a chilling, sinister tone, yet a slight smile played on his handsome face and his thin, crimson lips.

"Your Majesty, I pay my respects."

"Your humble servant greets Your Majesty."

Consort Lian, who rushed over upon hearing the commotion, led the palace servants of Yongqing Palace in bowing respectfully to Helian Nie.

"No need."

Helian Nie glanced at it briefly with his peach blossom eyes, then looked away, holding the tender green baby in his arms, and stepped into Yongqing Palace.

Consort Lian hurriedly led a group of palace servants to serve her, and instructed them to serve her tea. She then followed them into the inner palace.

Helian Nie sat down in the main seat in the inner hall. As he looked up, he saw a small bowl of calming soup that Yue'er had prepared for Helian Si, which was placed on a table a few steps away.

Helian Si followed his son's gaze and saw the bowl of dark, murky medicine.

She mechanically and slowly withdrew her gaze, her eyes darting around guiltily, and her sweet, soft voice began to ramble.

"Um, Father, the weather is nice today."

Helian Nie raised an eyebrow, glanced through the open window at the increasingly dark clouds overhead, but didn't expose him, only speaking teasingly.

"Yes, the weather is indeed nice."

Unfortunately, Helian Si, whose eyes were darting around, also happened to see the dark clouds looming overhead.

What made Sisi's scalp tingle even more was the thunder that happened at that very moment.

Mou Sisi: "..."

Helian Nie raised his eyes, looked at Yue'er, and asked a few questions about the reason for the calming soup.

Yue'er was secretly delighted, thinking that if it were the Emperor, the little princess would definitely obey.

After drinking the calming soup, he told Helian Nie everything without any concealment.

The more Helian Nie listened, the more mocking his expression became as he looked at the ugly thing in his arms.

As Sisi listened, her fluffy little head sank lower and lower. So what goes around comes around, right? Sisi's karmic retribution for lying has come, hasn't it?

Finally, when Helian Nie held the bowl of dark, calming soup in his hands, and casually looked at him with a mocking smile on his handsome face,

The little girl was heartbroken; her heart was completely cold.

She lifted her rosy little face, her eyes as moist as grapes.

Poor little thing, all wet and miserable, with a soft, sweet voice—she was as timid as could be.

"Father, Father Emperor, can Sisi not drink it?"

Helian Nie's father smiled kindly, completely ignoring the little girl's feigned pitiful look, and gave his answer without any mercy.

"cannot."

Helian Mou Sisi was unwilling to give up. Her little face scrunched up, and her little mouth opened again in a pitiful manner, attempting to use her charm and cuteness to get away with it.

"Father~"

However, you villainous tyrant are still villainous tyrants; you remain completely unmoved by the little girl's adorable, sparkling eyes.

Such a handsome face, coupled with the kind smile of an old father, and a cold, sharp voice, decisive and crisp.

"no."

"Gulp," Sisi, having failed at her attempt to act cute and charming, silently swallowed as she looked at the dark, whimpering calming soup so close at hand.

It's not that I'm craving it, it's that I'm scared, sob sob sob, why does such an invincible little cutie have to suffer like this, boohoo~!