Wenren Yu didn't mind at all. His handsome face, like a painter's, raised an eyebrow, and he waved his ink-wash fan.

"Really? That's a pity."

There's a reason why the Prime Minister can walk among countless flowers without a single petal sticking to him.

"Uncle, I want to stay."

Seeing that the strange older sister had retreated to a safe distance, little Helian You peeked his head out from behind his uncle again.

Wenren Yu's lips twitched. This little brat is quite good at using his uncle as a shield.

"Okay, okay, keep it, keep it, the kids are all grown up, I can't manage them anymore, sigh."

The Prime Minister couldn't bear Helian You's determined and pleading gaze any longer. He closed his fan, pressed his aching temples, and agreed.

"Oh my, great! Third Brother can stay and play with Sisi!"

Mou Sisi excitedly patted her chubby little hands and tugged at her little skirt, spinning around in place.

Helian You's jet-black eyes shone brightly, like stars twinkling in the night sky. He felt an even greater sense of warmth towards Wenren Yu, and stopped sitting there.

She stood up, her small hands gripping the armrests of the pearwood chair, and waved to Wenren Yu.

Wenren Yu raised an eyebrow again, and obediently leaned down slightly, wanting to see what words of thanks this little brat would have.

The next second, a soft, warm touch landed on his handsome face.

Wenren Yu: "!!!"

Wenren Yu looked as if she had been burned, using her ink-painted fan to cover the spot where Helian You had just kissed her.

He stumbled back several steps, staring in shock at Helian You, who stood on the pearwood chair, looking utterly bewildered and innocent. His voice trembled slightly as he spoke.

"You, you, you!"

The Prime Minister stared blankly for a long time, unable to come up with a coherent answer. Finally, his handsome face, as if painted with vibrant colors, suddenly flushed an eerie red.

With her upturned phoenix eyes fixed on the innocent-looking Helian You, she choked out a sentence.

"Xiao You'er, you are so... so rebellious!"

He actually kissed his own uncle!

I don't know why, not long ago, he was so reluctant to even speak, and his uncle could barely hear him a few times.

Who was that little brat who was causing him so much worry? And now, he dares to kiss him so openly!

The tall guard, who had been standing silently alone in the corner, was now witnessing his prime minister's near-jumping reaction.

His usually expressionless face couldn't help but twitch into a grin. Sorry, even though he was indeed professionally trained, he couldn't help it.

The pounding of Liu Ruyan's heart that had just occurred to her vanished completely at this moment.

It's confirmed, this prime minister is not very bright.

Meanwhile, Helian You, the instigator, stood on a pear wood chair, his fair, round face fluttering slightly as his curled eyelashes blinked.

Her dark, bright eyes were filled with confusion; she couldn't understand why her uncle was reacting so strongly.

What's wrong with a kiss? My little princess always kisses me like that when she's happy. I'll make a mental note of that:

Uncle, that's weird.

Sisi had already released Wenren Yu's leg and was now standing next to Helian Ci, her rosy cheeks flushed and her little mouth slightly open in an "O" shape.

Good heavens! Even the usually taciturn Third Prince has learned this amazing trick of kissing himself!

Helian Ci sat in his wheelchair, his dark eyes slightly narrowed, his cool fingers gently stroking the little girl's fluffy head beside him.

They were clearly happy, weren't they? Yet they acted so disrespectfully, tsk tsk.