"Changying, has His Majesty fallen ill here again recently?" Wenren Yu pointed to his head, looking puzzled.

"Ahem, no." Chang Ying choked, somewhat embarrassed. In truth, he also felt that the Emperor's behavior today was somewhat unusual.

But considering the Emperor's indulgent behavior towards the little princess yesterday, it doesn't feel so strange anymore.

Wenren Yu became even more curious now, and unwilling to give up, she turned around and glanced at the tightly closed door of the imperial study.

Ultimately, he didn't have the guts to knock, and turned away dejectedly, stepping down the stairs.

On Wenren Yu's handsome face, as if painted by a master painter, a beauty mark under his eye was strikingly beautiful, yet his brows were tightly furrowed as he muttered to himself.

"Could it be that he is possessed by a ghost? That shouldn't be the case. Where did this ghost come from that dare to possess this evil spirit?"

Changying had excellent hearing to begin with, and since Wenren Yu made no attempt to conceal it, he heard every single word clearly.

His upright and sturdy figure suddenly staggered and swayed.

He glanced furtively back at the tightly closed imperial study, and seeing no sign of any movement, he wiped imaginary sweat from his forehead, as if relieved of a near-death experience.

This Prime Minister really... dares to say anything.

**

Over here, Helian Si, not seeing Helian Nie, was deeply disappointed. He held up a bright green banana leaf in his little hands.

Frustrated, Yue'er carried her back to Yongqing Palace. There was no other way; her short legs would break down if she walked any further.

"Princess, don't be sad. We can come again tomorrow. His Majesty will see you eventually."

Seeing Helian Si's distressed little face in her arms, Yue'er couldn't bear it and couldn't help but comfort him.

Helian Si nodded his little head, then shook it again, clenching his little fists. His rosy, round face was full of color.

"Sister Yue'er, we won't wait until tomorrow. We'll come to see Father again at noon. If Father doesn't see Sisi by then, Sisi will come tonight."

She refused to believe she wouldn't see her baby today!

Yue'er wanted to say a few words of advice, but when she met the resolute look in the little princess's grape-like eyes, the words she was about to say changed to...

“Alright, this servant will accompany the little princess.”

"Sister Yue'er, you're the best~" Helian Si happily gave Yue'er a kiss on the cheek, and his grape-like bright eyes curved into crescent moons.

Yue'er was, after all, a teenage girl who had never been kissed before. Even though she was a princess who was also a girl, Yue'er's face turned bright red immediately.

Unfortunately, Helian Si's gaze was drawn to a group of palace maids and eunuchs approaching from the front.

It was the woman dressed in her finest attire that attracted him; otherwise, he would have been quite surprised.

"Sister Yue'er, who is that?"

Helian Si held up a lush green banana leaf to shield himself from the glaring sunlight, his watery eyes curiously fixed on the group of people approaching.

Following Helian Si's gaze, Yue'er saw the woman at the head of the group, surrounded by palace maids and eunuchs.

The arm holding Helian Si trembled slightly, and a look of fear appeared on her face. She hurriedly put Helian Si down and made him stand up straight.

She quickly knelt down on both knees in front of the woman who was coming towards her, saying, "This servant greets Consort Hui, may Consort Hui be blessed with ten thousand years of happiness and peace."

The beautiful woman glanced at Yue'er, who was kneeling and bowing in greeting, touched her freshly painted nails, and looked at her exquisitely made-up face, her eyes filled with disdain.

The group of palace maids and eunuchs following behind Consort Hui all wore disdainful expressions and showed no intention of bowing to Helian Si.

She's just an unloved princess, does she deserve their bowing? They are the favorites serving Consort Hui.