"Oh dear, no, no, Sisi isn't as good as Father says. Sisi is! Father, look, look! Sisi's little face is absolutely stunning."

Helian, shameless and shameless, is determined to make his shamelessness a legendary skill.

The tiny little person, with a small mouth and a fluffy little head, kept snuggling into the arms of Helian, the old father.

Looking at the sweet, soft, and spoiled little bundle in his arms, Helian Nie's handsome face beamed with a smile that reached the depths of his peach blossom eyes.

From then on, there was another kind of person in this world: these shameless, ugly creatures.

This stone table in the courtyard of Yongqing Palace wasn't particularly large, and for Si Beitaohua, who had spent many years wandering the martial world, it was nothing special.

At this moment, it would be incredibly easy to capture the subtle expressions on Helian Nie's face.

The cold-blooded and ruthless Emperor of Northern Yin now seems to have a weakness.

In the past, I might have been overjoyed at this discovery, but now...

That's not entirely true. After all, the Northern Yin Emperor's weakness is Xiao Hanhan, Yun'er's only remaining blood relative in this world.

Well, at least the court and the territory were never what he was after. Helian Nie still cared about the little fool.

That's good too; at least Helian Nie can protect the little fool.

The identity of the Northern Yin Princess is far more secure and prosperous than returning to Dongchen with me and having to deal with all sorts of unknown threats and attacks.

Consort Lian wanted to step forward and say something, but her hand was tightly held by Helian Ci. She met Helian Ci's dark eyes, which were as calm as a deep pool.

For some reason, Consort Lian stopped saying anything, but the more she did so, the more uneasy she felt.

She was clearly the mother of Ci'er, yet Ci'er was becoming increasingly distant from his mother. And that was bad enough...

The fact that she dared to look at her with such eyes and the aggressive tone she used to question her just now truly chilled her heart!

**

At the Imperial College,

Helian You sat alone on a small bench, looking at the words in the book, when a chilly autumn wind blew in.

Helian You's gaze lingered on the book for a moment, then he turned his head to glance at the seat beside him, his small lips pursed slightly.

She put down the book, and her little hands squeezed the small, bright blue cloth bag, which contained pastries and candies that her little princess loved.

"Dong dong dong—" The bell rang as people descended from the hall.

He was staring blankly at little Helian You beside him when he snapped out of his reverie, looked up,

Seeing Nan Rong Jinghua about to pack up and leave, Helian You reached out and stuffed the books on the small desk into the azure cloth bag.

With a leap, he stepped down from the small bench and, before the little ones in the lecture hall could even react, he was carrying a small, bright blue cloth bag, leaving the lecture hall to catch up with Nan Rong Jinghua.

Hearing footsteps, Nan Rong Jinghua stopped in her tracks. Her gaze, hidden beneath her long, silver-white silk robe, fell upon Helian You, who was hurrying towards her.

When Helian You ran up to him, Nan Rong's stunningly beautiful face, with its icy expression like that of winter, began to soften slightly.

Her wide, silver-white robe with cloud patterns cascaded down her back. She raised her hand and bowed to Helian You, her gentle, clear voice soft and soothing.

"Your Highness, do you have something to discuss with me?"

Helian You frowned slightly, his handsome brows furrowing. He didn't want to pay any more attention to Nan Rong Jinghua's strict adherence to etiquette.

Her fair, round face lifted, and beneath her long, curled eyelashes, her dark, bright eyes looked straight into Nan Rong Jinghua's eyes.

"I want to go to the palace with the Master."

After a pause, Helian You added, "Look at the little princess."