"I've left your second brother with you. Take good care of him, okay?"
After pinching the little girl's soft face repeatedly, the villainous tyrant finally became happy and started talking to her about the real purpose of their trip.
"Huh? Sisi is protecting the Second Prince?"
Sorry but dared not speak out, Mou Sisi rubbed her pitiful cheeks. After hearing her little one's words, she blinked her eyes, her pink and tender face full of confusion.
Standing to the side, watching helplessly as his father, Helian Nie, instructed his five-year-old baby to protect him, Helian Ci felt a complex mix of emotions.
"..."
I can't stand up on my own, but there's no need to.
He had his younger sister, who was only five years younger, protect him, his eight-year-old second brother...
No matter how I think about it, it doesn't seem like something a human being could do.
However, the villainous tyrant did just that, and did it with great ease, without feeling the slightest bit wrong.
"Yes, you won't let me down, right?"
Helian Nie curled his lips into a smile, bent down, and looked at the young girl before him with his long, narrow, almond-shaped eyes. His eyes held a hint of malice, but even more so, amusement and interest.
Although the ugly thing is ugly, it still has a brain. It's quite a skill that it can make Wen Changle so angry that he can't retaliate.
Suddenly trusted by his own child, Helian Si's grape-like, moist eyes instantly lit up with a bright light.
The chick nodded like it was pecking at rice, raised a tiny hand to pat its little chest, and looked at Helian Nie as a promise.
"Yes, yes, Sisi will protect Second Brother, and will absolutely, absolutely not let Father down!"
Helian Nie raised an eyebrow, his thin, crimson lips curving into a smile, and patted the little girl's head. "Very good."
Helian Ci, the person involved who had been protected by the two adults and the child, was speechless.
He had something he wanted to say but didn't know whether he should or not.
Helian Nie left with the grand imperial procession, and the Yongqing Palace, which had been somewhat crowded due to the imperial procession, suddenly became much emptier again.
Little Helian Si stood at the palace gate, waving his tiny hands goodbye to his beloved child.
With her little hands behind her back and a forlorn look on her face, she turned away. Before she could even sigh, "Why did my little one leave so soon?"
Looking up, I saw a few steps away, a boy in a wheelchair, his back straight, his dark hair quietly draped over his shoulders, his face pale and sickly.
She was quietly watching him with those deep, dark eyes, like a dark pool. He thought of the task his little one had given him.
Suddenly, Sisi was as if she had been injected with chicken blood and was fully revived. She was determined to do the things her little one had entrusted to her and absolutely could not let him down!
Thinking of this, the little girl lifted her short legs and ran to Helian Ci, stretching out one of her little hands.
He wanted to pat his second elder brother's shoulder, but being short and with short arms, he couldn't reach him. Instead, his small arm twirled and landed on the pale back of Helian Ci's hand, which was neatly placed on his lap.
A soft little hand gently patted Helian Ci's pale hand, and her grape-like, watery eyes blinked.
Her rosy little face was filled with sincerity as she looked into Helian Ci's dark eyes. Her voice was clearly that of a baby, soft and sweet.
He insisted on adopting that old-fashioned tone, and said with a serious expression, "Second Brother, don't worry, Sisi will protect you!"
Helian Ci: "..."
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