"Princess, don't be angry, it's my fault..."
Seeing that the morning was not going to be peaceful, Yue'er tried to soften her stance.
"Sister Yue'er, please don't speak."
With a chubby little hand, Sisi blocked Yue'er's way back, her rosy face puffing out in anger.
What are you doing? Are you trying to annoy this little cutie Sisi every day? Aren't you tired of it?
Consort Lian was taken aback by the little girl's behavior. She never expected that the usually obedient and well-behaved girl would be so disrespectful to her.
Recalling how devoted she had been to the little princess since moving to Yongqing Palace, a wave of grievance welled up inside her, and her eyes instantly reddened.
"Little princess, how could you treat me like this? I... I'm doing this all for your own good..."
Consort Lian's eyes reddened, and her voice choked with emotion.
Mou Sisi: "..."
Helian Ci's long, slightly cool fingers rubbed his aching brow. Beneath his long eyelashes, his eyes were filled with helplessness and frustration.
He looked up, about to say something to ease the tension, but saw the little girl who had been fuming earlier...
Her little face was all wrinkled, her little mouth was pouting, her little eyes were red and swollen, and tears were about to fall. A sob escaped her lips at the slightest sound.
"Aunt Lian, you, you..."
"Waaaaah, Sister Moon, Auntie Lian, Sisi, waaaaah!!!"
The little girl put down her chopsticks, tilted her small body, and hugged the moon behind her with her chubby little hands, crying as she said she was coming.
Anyone can play the victim, shed tears, and beg for sympathy. But Sisi is a cutie who deserves an Oscar.
When Sisi started crying, everyone in the palace was stunned, then panicked. They frantically tried to comfort the little girl, but didn't know where to begin. Chaos erupted in Yongqing Palace.
"Waaah, Sister Yue'er, let's go! Sisi doesn't want to stay here anymore, waaaah! Sisi doesn't deserve to be Sisi, waaaah!"
While sobbing, Sisi tugged at Yue'er's clothes and secretly winked at her. Yue'er, anxious and flustered, didn't notice the little girl's signal.
Thinking the little girl was really angry and crying, Mou Sisi did whatever he said and picked her up to walk out.
Consort Lian stared blankly at the departing figures of the palace servants following Yue'er, even forgetting the grievances in her heart, only feeling the illusion of being in a dream.
"Ci'er, the little princess, she, she..."
How did things turn out this way? Shouldn't Ci'er have spoken up for me? Shouldn't the storeroom keys have been entrusted to me? How could this have happened...?
Yue'er didn't notice Si Si's furtive glance, but Helian Ci did. He paused slightly, then his lips curved into a slight smile. "Hmm? You little rascal."
“Mother, if you are not happy in Yongqing Palace, I will go to Father later and ask him to change our residence.”
Helian Ci used his long, porcelain-white fingers to pick up a spoon, scoop a spoonful of fish porridge into his mouth, and spoke softly, his tone indifferent, without the slightest ripple of emotion.
"How can that be!"
Consort Lian retorted almost without thinking. In fact, she knew in her heart that if she moved away from Yongqing Palace, it would be difficult for her to see the Emperor again.
"Why not, Mother? I've said it before, can't you let go of your obsession?"
Helian Ci put down the spoon, his dark hair falling quietly to his waist. He sat in the wheelchair, his long, slender back straight. His dark eyes, like a deep pool, looked straight into Consort Lian's eyes, calm yet able to see through people's hearts.
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