Wenren Yu, wiping away tears with her sleeve, was heartbroken when she felt herself being pulled. She lowered her eyes...

What came into view was my own brat, that chubby, white face full of impatience.

Those dark, bright eyes held nothing but contempt; their entire face screamed it.

Uncle, stop acting, it's silly. Give me back my little princess.

Wenren Yu: "…………"

Wenren Yu knew perfectly well how many of these brats she had raised from infancy were actually her children.

Because I understand it so well, I want to give this brat a good spanking right now.

That brat, day after day, he never shows me any respect, all he does is sabotage me.

"Prime Minister, handsome man, put Sisi down."

Helian Mousi patted Wenren Yu's broad shoulder with his short little hand, shook his little head and sighed. His soft, sweet voice was filled with undisguised disappointment.

The young girl was really upset. How could such a handsome prime minister be so hard to fool? Sigh.

The revolution is not yet complete, and the "bad girl" still has a long way to go.

Wenren Yu: "?"

No, we just agreed that you would treat me, the most important person in the world, well!

For some reason, Wenren Yu felt that she was now just like the girl who used to be so attached to her after she teased her a couple of times, but who was eventually abandoned by her.

What goes around comes around; no one escapes the wrath of Heaven.

Watching the little girl get down from his arms, he realized she was with his own little rascal.

Holding hands, the little girl walked away without looking back, and Wenren Yu felt her feelings were even more real.

It was already tragic enough, but when Danfeng raised his eyes, he met Nanrong Jinghua's cold, bright expression.

Wenren Yu: "..."

I don't know why, but I suddenly felt like killing someone.

"Young Master Jinghua, please have a seat." The old fox smiled.

"Thank you, Prime Minister." Nan Rongjinghua nodded slightly and spoke slowly before taking his seat.

Don't ask, it's just polite business talk between adults.

Children don't have so much pretense. Helian Mou Sisi, held by the hand of his third elder brother, was swayed back to the pear wood chair.

Right now, two chubby little hands were reaching into the cute little cloth bag, touching it left and right. Under Helian You's questioning gaze, finally...

"Ha, I've got you! It's you, the biggest and fattest Peach."

"Pfft, cough cough cough."

Wenren Yu had initially followed the sound out of curiosity, but nearly choked on the tea she had just swallowed.

How did the peach that I slipped into the little brat's bag end up in the little princess's hands and get a name like "Fat... Peach"?

"Miss, could you help Sisi wash this chubby peach?"

A certain woman's grape-like, watery eyes looked at the maid closest to her, her curled eyelashes fluttering as she radiated cuteness towards the maid.

In addition, her sweet and soft voice makes her incredibly lovable.

The maid's heart softened instantly. She stepped forward and took the peach from Helian Mousisi's two chubby little hands, replying, "This servant will go right away."

Those eyes couldn't help but linger on Helian Si's tender little face. Could it be that even an emperor known as a tyrant could have such an adorable little princess?

Thinking this, the maid didn't pay attention to where she was going and almost bumped into a pillar. Fortunately, she reacted in time and escaped unharmed.

In Helian Mou Sisi's eyes, the little girl simply raised her tiny hand, touched her cheek, and looked delighted.

"Sisi's irresistible charm is still there!"