The next morning, which happened to be a day off, the moon didn't rush to wake the little girl.

The sun was high in the sky, its rays shining brightly on her bottom, when Sisi, still wrapped in her blanket, finally crawled out of bed and sat up, groggy and confused.

After a while, Sisi raised her chubby little hand, rubbed her sleepy eyes, yawned, and felt much more awake.

"Oh, you're awake?"

The lotus flower floats in mid-air, biting into a fried dough stick and drinking soy milk.

Mou Sisi: "..."

I just woke up and don't want to talk yet. Please let this little cutie be quiet for a while.

But the lotus wouldn't let the little girl have her way. It trembled its shimmering golden petals and spoke in a cheeky tone.

"077, look what your sketchbook has become."

Sisi didn't want to pay attention to that bastard, but was afraid he wouldn't stop, so she glanced in the direction Buddha Lotus indicated.

"Isn't it just drawing sketchbooks? What else could it be..."

Sisi stopped mid-sentence, rubbed her eyes, then rubbed them again, wondering if she was still dreaming.

Wrapped in her small blanket, she rolled over and landed where the Buddhist scriptures were. She picked them up and examined them closely.

His little face was all wrinkled up like a bitter gourd, and the tiny child had big question marks all over his face, making the six-year-old's eyes dizzy.

"Buddhist scriptures, are you moved? This is what your fairy sister left for you."

Heaven knows, when it turned on this morning, it saw Buddhist scriptures at first glance, then the surveillance footage from last night, and almost died laughing.

What an incredible move! It's so awesome, hahaha!!

Mou Sisi: "???"

Holding the Buddhist scripture in her little hands, Sisi stared blankly for a long time before finally speaking.

"Then, what about the sketchbook?"

The domineering prince fell in love with my comic book drawing, and I, this little cutie, haven't even seen the ending yet.

"Your fairy sister took it, didn't she?" Fo Lian finished her sweet soy milk in a few gulps, let out a burp, and felt that her life was complete.

Sisi fell silent again, her grape-like, watery eyes staring intently at the Buddhist scripture in her little hand.

"So, is this a token of love left by the fairy sister for Sisi?"

But why is that? Didn't the fairy sister look down on this little cutie yesterday? So, is the fairy sister just as proud and aloof as the little one?

"Huh? What?"

The lotus flower suddenly tilted violently, almost losing its balance and falling from mid-air. Looking at Sisi, her expression was incredibly strange.

For the first time, I felt a pang of guilt. Had I gone too far in reducing the child's IQ? Look at how stupid I've made him!

"No, your fairy sister just wants you to be more clear-headed in the human world and stop thinking about unrealistic things all day long."

Mou Sisi: "..."

**

Taking a rare day off, Sisi got up, washed, ate a hearty meal, and then accompanied her second brother, the Emperor, to the Daming Lake to exercise her legs. She also gave Helian Ci a leg massage.

Clutching the Buddhist scriptures, he shuffled along with his short legs toward Helian Nie's Crouching Dragon Palace.

Yue'er instructed the palace servants to prepare a sedan chair for the little girl, but the little girl refused to ride in it, claiming it was for a walk and to lose weight.

Yes, after many days, Sisi finally remembered that she still needed to lose weight, which was truly remarkable.

…

Inside the Crouching Dragon Hall,

Beneath the tall sycamore tree in the courtyard, Helian Nie held a gleaming black iron sword, his every move exuding a chilling killing intent as powerful as mountains and rivers.

Led by Changying, the little girl, Sisi, who had been traveling smoothly all the way, was now standing under the corridor, holding a Buddhist scripture and looking at it.