"Okay, go ahead."
Helian Yi affectionately patted the little girl's head, smiling gently, his warmth like a spring breeze, touching her heart.
The little girl glanced at Helian You again, and seeing her third brother nod, she finally took off running towards the direction of the long eagle.
Seeing the little princess, a tiny bundle, running towards him, Changying's cold and hard heart inexplicably softened. He tightened his grip on the sword at his waist, and suddenly, he wanted to have a daughter again.
"Big brother, is Father Emperor inside?"
Sisi stopped running, grabbed Runbianbian with her little hands, and stepped onto the small stool.
"Yes, little princess."
The eagle stood protectively behind the little girl, raising its arm to help her steady her footing.
Stepping onto the carriage, Sisi bent down, her chubby little hands lifting the corner of the curtain, her fluffy little head peeking inside first.
Her grape-like, moist eyes met Helian Nie's long, narrow, peach-blossom eyes. Suddenly, Sisi shuddered and pulled the carriage curtain down again with her small hand.
She patted her own little breasts and exclaimed, "Oh dear, what a coincidence that I made eye contact with the little one! It scared the baby to death!"
The villainous tyrant sitting inside the carriage had his handsome face turn dark. Why did he feel so uncomfortable looking at that ugly thing with that look of having seen a ghost?
Changying, watching from behind, twitched his lips, his tense face almost unable to hold back his laughter. The Emperor and the little princess were really... cough.
The carriage curtain, which had fallen, was pulled back open by a chubby little hand, and Sisi's little head peeked back inside.
Her little face was rosy and tender, her little tiger teeth were sharp, and her smile was both ingratiating and flattering. She spoke sweetly...
"Father Emperor."
Helian Nie's eyelids twitched. Whenever he spent time with this ugly thing, something interesting always happened. He raised his hand and beckoned to the little girl.
"come over."
"Okay!"
Helian Xiaosong Si successfully logged in and took small steps, walking obediently towards Helian Nie.
"hug."
Like a cowardly child who had made a mistake and was being punished by his parents, Mou Sisi stood obediently in front of Helian Nie, not daring to move or babble.
This well-behaved and quiet appearance made Helian Nie a little dislike it. When has this ugly thing ever been so lively and energetic? Why is it so quiet today?
"hug?"
Helian Nie's voice was sinister and extremely authoritative, yet when he uttered that one word, it didn't feel out of place at all; instead, it was damnably deep and magnetic.
Mou Sisi looked up in surprise, her grape-like, moist eyes shining brightly as she looked at Helian Nie.
The little head is nodding like a chick pecking at rice, wanting a hug, wanting a hug from Father!
That's what he thought, but Si Si's little feet didn't dare to move an inch. Helian Nie raised an eyebrow, reached out and pulled Helian Si into his arms.
The faint scent of ambergris emanating from Helian Nie completely enveloped Helian Mou Sisi.
Clutching Helian Nie's crimson dragon robe with her tiny hands, Mou Si Si was so nervous and restrained that she didn't know where to move her little bottom.
Helian Nie frowned almost imperceptibly, without a hint of displeasure rising in his heart. His long, slender fingers unceremoniously pinched the little girl's cheek.
"Why have you become so obedient?"
"Huh? Huh?"
Sisi was feeling uneasy, and now that she'd been suddenly asked a question, she froze, her back ramrod straight, not daring to move an inch.
Her grape-like, moist eyes stared blankly at Helian Nie, and she seemed a little frightened.
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