Helian Yi's dark eyes, as clear as autumn water, glanced at the people gathered in the lecture hall.

The little radish heads, peeking curiously in this direction, thought for a moment and then nodded slightly in agreement.

Nan Rongjinghua's eyes, hidden beneath the long silk robe, once again fell upon the little girl being held by Helian Yi. She glanced at her briefly before withdrawing her gaze and walking forward first.

Helian Yi, carrying the little girl, was about to follow when the little girl grabbed his clothes with her tiny hands and spoke in a soft, sweet voice.

"Elder brother, wait a minute, please calm down."

Helian Yi was puzzled, but he still complied with the little girl's request and bent down to put her down.

As soon as Helian Si's little feet touched the ground, he toddled back into the lecture hall on his short legs.

A short while later, Helian Si came out, holding Helian You's hand. Helian Yi raised an eyebrow slightly as he watched the little girl approach.

Another little hand clasped hers, and she tilted her little face up, smiling sweetly at him.

"Big brother, let's go, let's go have some tea at the Master's place."

"good."

A smile appeared on Helian Yi's gentle face as he gently ruffled the little girl's soft hair.

It seems that during his absence, the younger princess and the third prince have gotten along quite well.

Helian You was led forward by the little girl, his dark, bright eyes fixed on the hand she held tightly.

At this moment, the heart of a six-year-old child is soft, sweet, and tender.

Her fair, round face and her small mouth, which had been pursed into a straight line, curved slightly upwards, and the little hand she was holding tightened its grip.

**

The Imperial Palace.

Ever since Helian Nie read Helian Mou Sisi's letter yesterday, his face has been gloomy.

It was lunchtime, and as luck would have it, one of the dishes on the table was a clay pot pork trotter soup.

To make matters worse, the eunuch who was serving the dishes happened to place the earthenware pot of pig's trotter soup where Helian Nie could see it at a glance.

One can imagine how dark the villainous tyrant's face must have been, looking at the few pieces of pork trotters neatly cut into the earthenware pot.

I couldn't help but think of the words "big pig's trotter" scrawled crookedly on that ugly thing's letter.

On Helian Nie's handsome face, the veins on his forehead throbbed uncontrollably, and his voice became even more menacing.

"Little Linzi."

This chilling, menacing sound, coupled with Helian Nie's grim expression,

At that moment, Xiao Linzi, who was serving him, shuddered violently, realizing something was wrong. He quickly stepped forward, afraid that if he was too slow, his head would be chopped off.

"Your Majesty, is there something wrong with this dish?"

"Take this pig's trotter soup away from me. I don't want to see it again."

That ugly thing actually compared him to this pig's trotter! Just thinking about it made the villainous tyrant extremely unhappy.

Generally speaking, every father wants to be a tall and mighty figure in front of his beloved children.

These pig trotters are completely at odds with the image of a tall and imposing figure, so it's no wonder that the villainous tyrant felt disgusted by them.

"Yes, yes! This servant will take it away immediately."

Xiao Linzi wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and hurriedly agreed, quickly clearing the pot of pig's trotter soup away.

He was puzzled. Why did the Emperor suddenly dislike this pig's trotter soup? He had never heard of it before.