Helian You's small hand, which had been hanging by his side, twitched. He raised his hand, placed it on the little girl's head, and gently patted it.

"Don't cry, your third brother will give you a kiss."

In her little notebook, she wrote down the fairy sister in bold capital letters, declaring anyone who made the little princess cry a bad person.

The girl sobbed uncontrollably, her eyes eventually turning completely red, and like a bullied little rabbit, she was carried back to the lecture hall by Nan Rong Jing Hua.

The little one, her heart pounding, her stunning beauty and confidence completely gone.

In the lecture hall,

Sisi sat on a small bench, her grape-like eyes gazing out the window at the yellowing autumn leaves that fluttered in the autumn breeze, seemingly about to fall.

Sisi sniffed, and her mood, like the desolate autumn wind and the chilly Yi River, was particularly bleak.

Having survived the ordeal, the young girl remained absent-minded, blankly being led by her third brother's hand out of the Imperial Academy.

He stood on a small stool and boarded the carriage in a daze, then returned to the palace in a daze, waved goodbye to the coachman, and then entered Yongqing Palace in a daze.

Suddenly, the little girl saw something, and the entire doll froze on the spot.

Under the eaves and along the corridor, the beautiful older sister, Aunt Lian, Sister Yue'er, and a group of palace maids surrounded the second prince by Daming Lake.

Then, the second prince, by the Daming Lake, supported himself on the armrests of his wheelchair and stood up...

The young man wore a long, deep blue robe. He was slender yet extremely tall, with a straight back and dark hair that reached his waist.

With a sickly pale face, dark eyes like deep pools, a high and straight nose, and exceptionally red lips slightly pursed, he stood on the eaves, a handsome young man in the prime of his life.

Seemingly noticing the intense gaze fixed on him, Helian Ci looked up.

The little girl stood at the palace gate, clutching a cute pink cloth bag, staring blankly at him.

Helian Ci's lips curved slightly as he beckoned to the little girl, his slightly hoarse voice gentle.

"Sisi, come here."

It was only then that the group of people who could stand up noticed the little girl had returned. They busied themselves with greetings and carrying her bag.

Sisi stood there blankly, not knowing what was wrong with him, and dared not take a step forward. Finally, with Yue'er holding his little hand, he walked half-dragged and half-reluctantly to Helian Ci.

Helian Ci was very tall; Mou Sisi's little head only reached Helian Ci's heart.

Only by tilting her little face up could one see Helian Ci's face. Helian Ci gently rubbed the little girl's head, his hoarse voice low and soft.

"What's wrong? Don't you recognize your second brother?"

Confirming that this wasn't a dream, Sisi's eyes instantly welled up with tears, and she cautiously took small steps forward.

Her little hands rose and then fell uneasily, her eyes were red, and she sniffled, her little nose stinging. She first asked Liu Ruyan for her opinion, her soft, sweet voice tinged with a sob.

"Pretty sister, can Sisi hug Second Brother?"

Her pitiful appearance, so afraid of hurting her brother's leg, melted Liu Ruyan's heart, causing it to clench with pain.

"Don't cry, sweetie. You can hold me. It's okay."

Good heavens, how can my little one be so sensible? I want to hug him and rub his eyes. Look at those red eyes, so pitiful.

Having received Liu Ruyan's permission, Sisi could no longer resist. She stepped forward, raised her chubby little hands, and carefully hugged Helian Ci.

"Waaah, Second Brother, you can stand up now, waaaah!"