Helian Nie's raised eyebrows arched even higher as he casually toyed with the bamboo strip in his hand, watching the little girl's actions as he uttered a few words.

"I only hit him once." There's no need to exaggerate like that.

Sisi, clutching her sore bottom, looked on incredulously with teary eyes, her soft, sweet voice capable of loudly protesting.

"Father, do you want to spank Sisi's bottom a few more times?"

Waaaaah, one time wasn't enough! One time and my cute little perky bottom is already burning and flat!

Thinking of this, Mou Sisi felt a deep sadness welling up inside her. Her heart ached, her eyes reddened, and tears welled up in her eyes. Waaah!

The little voice of that guy Sisi startled Changying and Yue'er, making their hearts skip a beat.

For some reason, looking at the little princess's tearful, huffy face, the two felt a surge of deep admiration.

It should be known that the emperor's reputation for tyranny and cruelty is widespread. To this day, no one in the world has ever dared to roar at the emperor with such a fierce and aggressive manner.

Helian, the doting father, was speechless after being yelled at by his adorable little daughter in her soft, sweet voice: "..."

It's nothing, it was just... pretty sudden.

Her narrow, peach-blossom eyes lifted slightly as she glanced at Helian Mou Sisi, who was covering her little bottom and biting her lip, on the verge of tears.

"come over."

"I don't!"

Sisi was quite defiant; her little eyes were red-rimmed, she sniffed, covered her bottom, and took two steps back.

She's a cutie, not a fool. What's the point of going over there? To get spanked by the little one again?

"Come here, I won't hit you."

The little girl's extremely guarded appearance made Helian Nie unable to resist, and he gave her a sharp smirk.

"Really?

Sisi sniffed again, trying hard to hold back the tears that were about to fall. Even as she said this...

But those little toes had already honestly moved towards Helian Nie. Even though the little one had slapped his own bottom, Sisi still loved the little one the most.

Waaaaah, who can blame me for being that wonderful mother? Motherly love is so selfless and great!

Helian's wicked gaze fell on Sisi's slow, hesitant steps as she moved towards him, and the smile in his peach blossom eyes deepened.

With a wave of her hand, she handed the bamboo strip back to Changying, demonstrating to Sisi that she would no longer hit her.

Sure enough, those slowly moving little toes suddenly quickened, and in a few steps they arrived in front of Helian Nie.

Perhaps Sisi knew she was wrong; now her fluffy little head was lowered, and her chubby little hands were down.

Clutching her sore bottom, she didn't dare to look up and speak. Occasionally, she would sniffle, wanting to cry but not daring to. Her little face looked so awkward.

"Do you know you were wrong?"

Helian, the old father, Nie, his sinister voice tinged with a touch of magnetism, a hint of a smile playing on his handsome face.

Sisi sniffed, her little bottom burning, and despite her reluctance, she still opened her mouth in a soft, sweet voice.

"I understand."

She thought about it and realized that her son was right; being a flower thief was indeed wrong.

But, but, I really do drool over handsome gods and teachers.

"Father, Sisi won't do it again next time. Father, give me a hug."

Having figured it out, Sisi stopped worrying. Although her bottom still hurt, she just wanted her baby to hug her.

Helian Niejun's smile was obvious. He reached out and hugged the tiny baby, Mou Sisi, into his arms.