The autumn night was quiet.

Helian Mousisi, a tiny baby, lay on the soft bed in a "big" shape, staring blankly at the high bed curtains.

Buddha Lotus floated in mid-air, gulping down Sprite, then happily ate a piece of fried chicken, speaking indistinctly.

"077, don't think about it. So what if you're disliked? It's not a big deal."

"No way! I'm going to make the fairy sister submit to the charms of this adorable Sisi!" Sisi clenched her little fists and said firmly.

"What are you after?" Fo Lian couldn't understand. That so-called fairy sister wasn't someone she was trying to win over, so why bother with her?

"You dog, you don't understand! This is the dignity of Sisi, the little scumbag and playboy! Waaaaah!"

The little girl hugged her soft pillow with her chubby little hands, rolled over, and sobbed softly.

Buddha Lotus: "..."

Calmly taking a bite of fried chicken, it thought, "Fine, it really doesn't understand. After all, it's a devoted and deeply affectionate lotus flower."

Sisi whimpered, her little feet kicking something. Looking closer, she realized, oh, it looked like the novel she hadn't finished reading the other day, "The Domineering Prince Falls in Love with Me."

"!"

Sisi stopped whimpering, threw down her little pillow, sat up, picked up her sketchbook and started reading, and even crossed her legs.

Just as Buddha Lotus was about to slip away and shut down her computer: "???"

Holding a piece of fried chicken, he floated over to the little girl, scrutinizing her from head to toe. Seeing how intently she was being looked at, the Buddha-like, iron-willed, straight-laced lotus flower was filled with question marks.

"No, 077, aren't you sad anymore? Aren't you going to fight for the dignity of that scumbag woman and playboy?"

Sisi waved her little hand dismissively and said, "We'll talk about it tomorrow, we'll talk about it tomorrow."

Buddha Lotus: "..." Sorry to bother you.

…

At midnight, the palace was completely silent.

A tall, peach-pink figure appeared silently in Yongqing Palace, filling the air with a unique fragrance. The palace servants, already deep in their dreams, slept even more soundly.

Beneath layers of bed curtains, Sisi's sleeping posture was as peculiar as ever; the little one was crooked and twisted, with her little bottom sticking up.

Si Beitao's excessively handsome face, with its delicately painted lips, couldn't help but twitch violently; she had an urge to turn around and leave.

Looking at this little idiot sleeping like this, it seems that his guilt was ultimately misplaced.

"Phew~"

The little girl was sleeping soundly, and no one knew what she was dreaming about, but she rolled over, changed her position, and continued sleeping.

This flip also caught Si Beitao's attention to the sketchbook that Si Si was holding in her little hand.

As if by some strange twist of fate, Si Beitao snatched the sketchbook from the little girl's hand.

Out of curiosity, I flipped through a few pages. After finishing them, I felt terrible. I was just smiling.jpg.

The prince is smitten, the emperor is fond of her, the prime minister is preoccupied with her, and the general can't let go of her. Any man who sees her will be unable to forget her, becoming entangled in a complicated relationship, wanting to resist yet also drawn in.

In every aspect, she is mediocre, at best a girl from a modest family, with no real strength, relying only on her stubborn temper. To be frank, what kind of rubbish is this?

A woman of unparalleled beauty and cunning methods, yet still capable of bringing disaster to the country and its people—is that all?

Haha, you're just daydreaming.

At this moment, Si Beitaohua completely understood why the little girl was such a simpleton.

Si Beitaohua fell silent as she looked at the little girl with her bottom sticking up on the bed, sleeping in a rather unusual posture…

This little rascal is, after all, Yun'er's own flesh and blood...

Finally, on this dark and windy night, Si Beitao silently took something from her sleeve...

He took out the Buddhist scriptures he always carried with him, reluctantly replacing "The Domineering Prince Falls in Love with Me" with them, and placed them in the little girl's hands.

Come quietly, leave quietly, and keep your achievements and fame hidden!