After saying that, the little girl nestled in Nanrong Jinghua's arms, her fluffy little head gently nuzzling against him.

She fell asleep in no time. Before drifting off, she pouted her little lips.

She secretly grumbled to herself, "Being a flower thief isn't easy, it's exhausting for this little cutie."

Hidden in the shadows, listening intently, Emperor Ying was now incredibly conflicted. Should he send someone to report to the leader?

Should they rush in and rescue the little princess? There's an even more perplexing question: is the little princess willing to go with them?

I reckon the little princess would just kick herself away...

Fortunately, Nanrong Jinghua didn't keep Di Ying troubled for too long. After the little girl fell asleep, Nanrong Jinghua opened her eyes, and the long silver-white silk covering her eyes disappeared.

The boy's deep, star-like silver eyes fell on the sleeping girl, filled with tenderness and affection. His long, silver hair cascaded down to his waist, making him look like a celestial being.

"Sisi, goodnight."

Long, slender, jade-like fingers gently stroked the girl's eyebrows and eyes. Through the void, in the depths of her silver eyes, one could see the face of a woman in a red dress, exuding unrestrained charisma.

**

The following day, Fanghua Palace.

"Nan Rong Jinghua, did you stay at Yongqing Palace last night?"

Helian Ci sat in his wheelchair, his face cold and his dark eyes, like a deep pool, narrowed dangerously. When he uttered those words from his exceptionally red lips, they were as cold as ice.

Two palace maids who were chatting and sweeping fallen leaves in the courtyard were startled by the sound, and their hands holding brooms trembled.

They hurriedly turned around and saw the Second Prince with a very ugly expression. They exchanged a glance, then quickly knelt down and spoke.

"Your Highness, we were just passing by Yongqing Palace and took a quick look. Your Highness, please calm down. We will never dare to gossip again."

"Get up."

Helian Ci merely glanced at the two palace servants before looking away, then gestured to the servants behind him, who hurriedly stepped forward.

"Push me to Yongqing Palace."

"yes."

...

Here,

Because he played the flower thief last night, Sisi is a little lazy today. Yue'er called him several times, but Sisi just wouldn't wake up.

Finally, having no other choice, Yue'er picked up the little girl, dressed her, and then wiped her face and washed her face.

Throughout this entire process, Mou Sisi didn't even open his eyes once.

"Greetings, Your Highness the Second Prince."

Outside the hall, the orderly and respectful sounds of palace servants bowing rang out. A certain Sisi's pointed pink ears twitched.

Finally, there was a response. The chubby little hands rubbed its eyes, and before its eyes were even open, its little mouth uttered a soft, sweet sound.

"Hmm? Second Brother is here? Where is he?"

When Helian Ci was pushed into the bedchamber by palace servants, the first thing he saw was the little girl's sleepy appearance. The anger in his dark eyes softened slightly.

The gloom on his sickly pale face dissipated somewhat. Hmm, he still remembered his elder brother, so this little coward still had some conscience.

Helian Ci approached the little girl, extended his long, slender, porcelain-white fingers, and gently pinched her cheek.

The cool fingertips instantly banished Sisi's sleepiness, waking her up completely. She opened her eyes.

The first thing that caught his eye was the face of his second elder brother by Daming Lake. Sisi blinked, then blinked again, and then looked around once more.

Huh, this is Sisi's bedroom. No, wait a minute, didn't I sleep with my teacher last night? How did I end up back here?