After speaking, her cheeks flushed red, like a blush spreading across her face, making her look like a shy little rabbit—extremely cute and harmless.

Nan Rong Jinghua's cool and aloof face softened like spring water melting in the warm sun on a winter's day. He gently ruffled the little girl's soft hair.

"good."

"Aww, thank you, Master!"

Helian Mou Sisi happily raised her little face, revealing her two little tiger teeth, and gave Nanrong Jinghua a sweet and bright smile.

Nan Rong Jinghua took the little girl's smile to heart, raised an eyebrow slightly, and tapped her cheek twice with her finger.

Although she couldn't see the teacher's eyes beneath his long silk robe, as a seasoned womanizer, Helian Mou Sisi understood immediately.

A small, chubby, fair hand clutched Nan Rong Jinghua's silver-white robe, and the little face leaned close, almost touching Nan Rong Jinghua's cheek.

"Smack~" A sweet, soft kiss landed, exclusively for little Helian Si.

Nan Rong's stunningly beautiful face, with a slight curve to her thin lips, betrayed her current joy.

Sisi narrowed her eyes, feigning innocence despite having gotten the better deal. She grabbed Nanrong Jinghua's silver-white robe with her little hands and planted two sweet kisses on his robe.

Then, her little body swayed again, and she fell into Nan Rong Jing Hua's arms, as if afraid of being caught.

Sisi snuggled her fluffy little head into the teacher's fragrant arms, closed her eyes, and purred her little mouth in a soft, sweet voice.

"Hmm, Sisi is sleepy, Sisi is asleep, Sisi knows nothing."

Such a thing as sexually harassing a handsome, divine scholar several times is not something that I would do recklessly!

A hint of amusement flickered in Nan Rongjinghua's eyes beneath the long silk curtains. He pulled over the neatly folded quilt that had been prepared to the side and covered the little girl with it.

"Yes, Sisi is asleep."

The torrential rain had poured down for most of the day, and even the sweltering heat had dissipated; a cool breeze swept through the air.

Helian Si was already nestled in the arms of the handsome, ethereal teacher, and now, with the blanket covering him, he instantly felt warm and cozy.

The Master's voice, as melodious as an orchid, drifted from above, soft and gentle yet with a touch of magnetism. Helian, the infatuated fool, was utterly captivated.

The little one snuggled closer to Nanrong Jinghua, listening to the pattering rain outside the carriage.

Hmm, to be honest, Sisi is actually a little sleepy.

**

It was nearing dusk.

The torrential rain continued to fall, and it seemed to be getting heavier.

In the imperial study, Helian Nie had just finished dinner and bathed before returning to the study to peruse books and historical anecdotes. He sat languidly on a nanmu chair.

A crimson dragon robe draped loosely over his body, his dark hair casually falling over his shoulders, and in his well-defined hands, he was reading a classic text.

"Knock, knock, knock."

There was a knock on the door of the Imperial Study, and Changying's cold, harsh voice rang out from the entrance.

"Your Majesty, the Nanrong family has sent someone into the palace to deliver a letter, saying it is from the little princess. What do you think, should you accept it or not?"

Helian Nie paused in his reading, his handsome face lifting slightly, a smile appearing in his peach blossom eyes.

An ugly thing writing a letter? To itself?

Didn't you say you didn't want him as your father anymore?

Even though he thought this way, the thought that the ugly thing had specially written a letter to him made the villainous tyrant feel inexplicably happy.

Not bad, at least this ugly thing has some conscience.

Thinking this to himself, his handsome face remained completely expressionless. His voice, chilling and sinister, spoke as if casually.

"Bring it in."

He was curious to see what kind of nonsense that ugly thing could produce.