That night, the bright moon hung high in the sky, and countless stars intertwined.

On the glazed tile roof of a high palace in the imperial palace sat two figures, one tall and one short.

The little girl tightly gripped a piece of the handsome, ethereal scholar's silver robe with her tiny hands, her chin slightly raised as she secretly glanced down below.

"Wow, it's so high..."

Sisi swallowed hard, feeling a bit uneasy about the doll.

If Sisi falls, it won't just be a matter of her bottom getting a bruise; it will be a matter of whether Sisi will live or die.

Helian, the little coward, tightened his grip on the handsome, ethereal teacher's hand.

She turned her fluffy little head to look at Nanrong Jinghua, who was pursing his lips and gazing into the distance, and spoke in a soft, sweet voice.

"Um, Master, what did you bring Sisi here for?"

Waaaaah, we agreed that Sisi would go back to the palace to see Zaizai and the Second Prince, so why are we sitting on this high rooftop with Sisi now?

Sisi is a little bit afraid of heights. Sitting on the eaves of a high palace with glazed tiles in the middle of the night to look at the stars is really not romantic, sob sob!

If you really want to woo this cutie, just send her a pretty bouquet of flowers or something, really.

Besides, with the celestial beauty of the handsome scholar, Sisi wouldn't even need to receive pretty flowers; she'd be happy to receive them anyway.

Besides, I'm still wearing the peace lock containing the Master's indenture. No need, no need. Sisi won't go back on her word, really!

The little girl's mood is so tragic right now; she's only five years old, and she really doesn't want to experience anything like dying for love.

I... I haven't lived enough yet! Waaaaah! My little one, Second Prince by Daming Lake, Gentle Eldest Prince, and Quiet Third Prince, come and save your little cutie! Waaaaah!!!

Noticing the little girl's unease, Nan Rong Jinghua was slightly taken aback, only then remembering that the little girl was still a five-year-old child.

Feeling annoyed at his own carelessness, he reached out and pulled the restless little girl into his arms.

A warm embrace and a familiar, faint fragrance lingered, making Helian Mou Sisi's heart flutter with unease.

Only now did I realize that my heart had stopped pounding so hard.

The little girl let out a big breath, and oh my god, it scared this little cutie to death.

"With me here, there is nothing to fear."

Youlan's soft, gentle voice rose gently from above, and Sisi felt inexplicably at ease upon hearing it.

Sisi dared not say anything, dared not ask anything, and obediently nodded her little head.

Sisi's life is in your hands, Master. Whatever you say is right, and Sisi doesn't dare to argue, sob sob.

"Master, Master! Look over there! There's a fire over there!"

Helian Mou Sisi had just survived a close call. The moment he raised his little head, he saw flickering flames and rising smoke ahead.

The little girl was completely startled; her grape-like, watery eyes widened slightly.

The chubby little finger pointed in the direction of the fire, and the little heart that had just settled down was now raised again.

What?! How could the prince's palace be on fire?! Didn't the prince take proper fire prevention and security measures?!

"Yes, Sisi, listen carefully."

Compared to Helian Mousi's shock and panic, Nanrong Jinghua was unexpectedly calm, as if he had already anticipated what was happening.