The little expression on Sisi's face, as if she had seen a ghost, made Changying pause for a moment. Suddenly, a sense of guilt crept onto his scalp.

As I hesitated whether to go up, I heard a sinister, chilling sound.

"Long Eagle, I can't summon you anymore, can I?"

The sound, imbued with an imperial aura, poured down from head to toe, sending a chill down the spine. The eagle lowered its head.

She dared not look at the Emperor's expression, nor did she dare look at Si Si's little face, which was filled with resistance and fear.

He steeled himself and stepped forward, respectfully presenting the still slightly green bamboo strip in his hand to Helian Nie.

Mou Sisi: "!!!"

"Father~"

Seeing that she couldn't stop her older brother, Si Si twisted her little body, stood on her chubby legs, and tightly grabbed Helian Nie's arm with her plump little hands.

Her rosy cheeks and grape-like, moist eyes looked at Helian Nie, her curled eyelashes blinking vigorously—she was as adorable as could be.

"Father, do you think Sisi still has a chance? Sisi is your little darling daughter!"

Helian Nie's handsome face wore a kind and amiable smile, as he patted the pear wood table beside him.

"Are you going to lie down and let me hit you, or am I going to twist your body and hit you?"

Mou Sisi: "…………"

If only the little one's expression weren't so fatherly and amiable, I think I could have struggled a little longer.

"Gulp."

It swallowed hard, its fluffy little head drooping slightly, looking like a wilted, miserable little eggplant.

She released her small hand that was tightly gripping Helian Nie, took small steps, and silently walked to the pear wood table.

Her little hands were scrambling on the table, her pert little bottom sticking out as she took the little handkerchief tied to her undergarment.

She bit her little mouth, turned back to look at Helian Nie, her eyes brimming with tears, and her voice was soft and tearful.

"Father, I'm ready! Father, please beat me! Waaah! Please beat this unfilial daughter of yours! Waaah!"

Helian Nie's eyelids twitched violently. What was that ugly thing crying about? He hadn't even finished fighting yet, and he was already getting addicted to acting, even learning some nonsense from that scoundrel Wenren Yu.

He raised his hand, the emerald green bamboo stick in his hand about to land on Sisi's little bottom. Sisi opened her eyes wide, looking at Helian Nie in shock.

"Father, Father, aren't you going to soften your heart even a little? Isn't Sisi your most beloved little darling daughter anymore?"

Helian Nie, with a benevolent fatherly smile, said, "I'm not prepared."

After saying that, the emerald green bamboo stick in his hand fell unceremoniously onto the little bottom that was sticking out.

"pai!"

A crisp sound instantly silenced the entire palace; it was the kind of sound you could hear a pin drop.

Mou Sisi: Stunned... stunned... stunned...

The little one remained motionless, frozen in the position of being spanked, as if struck by lightning.

Helian Nie raised an eyebrow, amusement flashing in his narrow, almond-shaped eyes. What, just one slap and this ugly thing's gone mad?

He raised the bamboo stick in his hand, about to raise it again, and as expected, the little girl, who had been stunned, immediately reacted.

With chubby little hands covering her bottom, she nimbly stood up, as agile as a slippery eel.

Turning around, her little face showed shock as she looked at Helian Nie. She lost her balance and slumped onto the pear blossom table.

"Ouch, it hurts!"