Like a frightened fawn, it was utterly an eyesore to Helian Nie.

Feeling displeased, the hand that was pinching the little girl's cheek unconsciously tightened a bit.

"Afraid of me, huh?"

What's there to be afraid of? Where has your former audacity gone? Is it too late to be afraid now?

"Ouch, Father, it hurts so much!"

Sisi raised her little hand and patted Helian Nie's hand that was rubbing her face. This little cutie is so beautiful!

Seeing the little girl clapping her hands so boldly and unceremoniously, Helian Nie's displeasure strangely dissipated.

Tsk, this audacious, leaping-and-jumping behavior is exactly what an ugly thing should look like.

"Father, you're bullying your adorable little daughter Sisi again!"

Sisi, with her little hands cupping her cheeks that had been pinched sore, her eyes brimming with tears,

She looked at Helian Nie accusingly, like a pitiful little punching bag, making people want to bully her even more.

Helian Nie's thin, crimson lips curved into a smile, and he couldn't resist the urge to pinch the little girl's cheek again. His peach-blossom eyes fell on the little girl's slightly reddened cheek.

The hand that was raised was then lowered without leaving a trace. Little babies are such a hassle; a gentle pinch and they turn red.

"Alright, alright, I won't bully you anymore."

An apology is impossible for a villainous tyrant; it's never going to happen in his lifetime.

Don't ask, the answer is definitely a villainous tyrant.

"Hmph~"

Sisi didn't expect her little one to apologize to her, so she just pouted her little mouth and snorted softly in dissatisfaction.

"Tell me, why are you being so obedient, hmm?"

The little girl's body was fragrant and soft, which inexplicably made Helian Nie feel much happier. In a good mood, he patiently asked her again.

"Isn't it because Father Emperor likes well-behaved children? What if Father Emperor doesn't want his adorable little daughter Sisi anymore if she's not well-behaved?"

"I don't want to be a wilted little cabbage in the field, with no father or mother to love me, hmph!"

Helian Si clutched Helian Nie's crimson dragon robe with her little hands, her lips pouting even more, clearly extremely dissatisfied with being a well-behaved child.

Why be a well-behaved doll? Isn't a rich doll more appealing?

Helian Nie's handsome face furrowed, and when he touched the little girl's pouting lips, he found it amusing. He lightly tapped the little girl's forehead with his fingertip.

"Who told you I like well-behaved children?"

"Aunt Lian told Sisi." Sisi didn't think anything of it and answered without thinking.

Aunt Lian nags her every day, calling her her little darling; she can't help but remember her.

Sigh, is Aunt Lian going through early menopause? Otherwise, why would she repeat the same things to Si Si over and over again?

"Consort Lian?" Helian Nie narrowed his long, peach-blossom eyes, his gaze unfathomable.

"Yeah."

The little girl shifted her weight, resting her fluffy head against Helian Nie's chest, her tiny hands playing with his dragon robe.

"Aunt Lian also found a nanny to teach Sisi things like palace rules and etiquette, and that he should walk with small steps."

You have to eat in small bites, and when you laugh, you can't show your little tiger teeth or anything like that. If you don't learn these rules, the nanny will spank your palms, and it hurts so much!

Speaking of this, Sisi became sullen and unhappy, while Aunt Lian said she had to study every day.

Thankfully, my second brother said once every three days is fine, otherwise Sisi's little hands would have turned into big pig trotters long ago, hmph.