In the imperial palace, the wind rustled the leaves. In the Emperor's Sleeping Dragon Hall, Helian Nie, dressed in a black dragon robe, leaned back in a golden nanmu chair, watching the people below him with great interest.

"Father, I have come here today only to ask you for one thing: please rescind the decree that betrothed my younger sister to Nanrong Jinghua."

Helian You remained neither humble nor arrogant, cupping his hands and bowing to Helian Nie before straightening up and looking directly at Helian Nie to speak.

Helian Ci raised an eyebrow. This was exactly the kind of thing he wanted to say, but he hadn't found the right opportunity yet.

Now that his third brother had brought it up, he had no reason not to speak up. So he rose from his chair, stood beside Helian You, and bowed respectfully.

"Father, I second that proposal."

"Although Young Master Jinghua is known for his extraordinary talent, he is, after all, ten years older than the little princess. He is indeed a bit too old to be the little princess's consort."

Helian Si sat on a pear wood chair, sipping Longjing tea with a helpless expression. She hadn't expected her third brother to actually keep his word.

As luck would have it, my two elder brothers were both holding a meeting with Father Emperor at the same time.

Look at this, it's like a massive battleground after someone falls in love and their family finds out.

"Does the little princess like the teacher?"

"Um?"

Helian Si turned his head to look at his eldest brother, who was holding a teacup and smiling at him, and nodded without any hesitation.

"I like it."

"Stare—!" Instantly, two pairs of eyes turned fiercely towards them.

Helian Ci and Helian You were furious. They had just requested permission to annul the engagement, and their little princess was already sabotaging them.

"Father, my little sister is young and doesn't understand. You mustn't take it seriously."

“Second brother is right,” Helian You echoed, the two brothers speaking in unison, a rare display of harmony.

Having received a death stare from his two elder brothers, Helian Si silently turned his eyes away and shut his mouth, daring not to speak.

"Helian Si, what do you have to say?"

Helian Nie leaned back in the golden nanmu chair, stroking the jade thumb ring that symbolized supreme power on his thumb. His peach blossom eyes fell on Helian Si, and his thin lips parted slightly as he spoke softly.

"ah?"

Suddenly called upon by his father, Helian Si raised his head, his beautiful peach blossom eyes blinking innocently, his slender fingers twitching.

He stole a glance at his two elder brothers standing in the center of the hall, and it seemed he could clearly see in their faces, "If you dare to speak, we'll teach you a lesson, brother."

"Ahem, Father, when it comes to marriage, it's all about the parents' wishes and the matchmaker's words. I'm entirely at your disposal. But Father, I only like handsome men, you know what I mean."

After speaking, Helian Si secretly glanced at the expressions of Helian Ci and Helian You. Well, what he said was quite fair, so his elder brother shouldn't be angry with him anymore.

Helian Yi held the teacup to his thin lips, took a small sip, and a smile spread across his gentle face. "My little princess's words..."

This is tantamount to kicking the problem back to Helian Nie; the little princess has grown up quite a bit.

As expected, Helian Ci and Helian You looked back at Helian Nie at the head of the table, waiting for Helian Nie to give a satisfactory answer.

Helian Nie remained unhurried, his handsome face framed by narrow, almond-shaped eyes that fell upon Helian Yi, who remained aloof from the situation.

"Helian Yi, what's your opinion?"

In an instant, the eyes of the siblings and Helian Nie all focused on Helian Yi, and Helian Yi's fingers, holding the teacup, froze.

Why would Helian Nie suddenly ask me this?