The dinner at Yongqing Palace tonight was exceptionally lively.

This villainous tyrant seems to have gotten addicted to showing off his daughter; not only did he have lunch at Yongqing Palace for the first time ever, but he also stayed for dinner.

Helian Nie stayed in Yongqing Palace, so how could Consort Lian possibly leave first? She shamelessly stayed as well.

Helian Ci felt a sharp pain in his temples, but she was still his mother, and he couldn't embarrass her in front of so many people.

He was also worried that if he wasn't there, his mother might do something outrageous, and if she displeased his father, the consequences would be beyond his control.

So worried, so truly worried, this little baby, with those two tiny tufts of hair on her head, is almost turning white from worry.

There's no need to go to the Imperial Academy; today should have been a happy day, but...

Aunt Lian almost pricked my little bottom with a long, thin needle, and my pert little bottom almost became hot and flat again.

And right now, this little darling of mine should be playing happily in the fragrant osmanthus garden of the Imperial Garden.

However, this little cutie is now being forcibly held in her own baby's arms, thus drawing the ire of the fairy sister.

Look at how dark the fairy sister's face has become, it used to be so beautiful.

Si Bei Tao Hua now wants to use the peach umbrella to stab He Lian Nie to death. That treacherous and venomous scoundrel!

Just as the primordial power within Si Beitaohua was about to spiral out of control, the sound of palace servants paying their respects rang out outside the gates of Yongqing Palace.

"This humble servant greets His Highness the Third Prince and Young Master Jinghua."

Mou Sisi: "!!"

The pair of grape-like, moist eyes on her little face instantly shone with a light more dazzling than the stars!

The Master has returned, and the Third Prince has also arrived!

Waaah, my savior! Someone come quick and drag Father away!

I really don't want to spend all day snuggled in my baby's arms, constantly worrying about getting a spanking or something. It's torture for my little one!

Upon hearing the voice, the villainous tyrant finally stopped his scathing, child-bragging remarks, and looked up.

Her narrow, almond-shaped eyes swept across the two people entering through the palace gates without any emotion, first landing on Helian You.

After a brief pause, his gaze shifted to Nanrong Jinghua, who stood alone in a long, silver-white robe that resembled frost.

Thinking back to last night, that ugly thing, clutching its soft little pillow, wanted to go to Nanrong Jinghua's house to be a flower thief.

Helian Nie's handsome face twitched violently; he could tell that there was no one in Nan Rong Jinghua's room at that time.

The ugly thing still eagerly approached, it seems that his previous worries about Nan Rong Jinghua becoming the prince consort and the ugly thing being unwilling were ultimately unfounded.

Of course they wouldn't want to; they're practically begging to get close.

"Father."

With her chubby little hands, Sisi carefully tugged at the crimson dragon robe of a certain villainous tyrant.

Helian Nie lowered his eyes upon hearing this. That certain Sisi could be so flattering and ingratiating, her soft, sweet voice speaking cautiously.

"Father, Third Brother is here! Can Sisi go and play with Third Brother?"

Can you please leave this little cutie alone? She really doesn't want to stay here any longer, and she's just helping the little one to draw the fairy sister's hatred, sob sob sob.

Helian Nie raised an eyebrow, his peach blossom eyes glancing at Si Beitaohua, whose face, more beautiful than any woman's, was already burning with rage.

Feeling exceptionally relieved, I thought, "Fine, that's enough for today." I slightly raised my chin and agreed.

"Go."