Helian Ci's sickly pale face was slightly lowered, his jet-black hair cascading quietly over his shoulders, and his crimson lips were pressed into a thin line.
His dark eyes, like deep pools, seemed to hold a hint of annoyance and regret. He never expected to make the little girl cry.
Eight-year-old Helian Ci cannot yet understand that telling a girl to her face that she is fat is like a critical hit to her heart.
“Ci’er, you…”
Consort Lian was both flustered and heartbroken. She was flustered because her son had made the little princess cry, and she worried that if the little princess got angry and made things difficult for her son in the future, what would she do?
It's heartbreaking to see such an adorable little princess; her endearing appearance has already melted my heart.
Seeing her crying so pitifully, it made my heart ache.
Consort Lian, who had always cherished and doted on Helian Ci, suddenly found herself disliking him at this moment.
Why is my son so insensible today?
Helian Orphan Ci: "..."
It's nothing, it was just... pretty sudden.
**
Rewind to this morning, to Ronghua Palace.
Today, Ronghua Palace seemed to be shrouded in layers of gloomy dark clouds, exuding a deathly stillness from top to bottom.
There was no other reason than that Cai Mama, who was usually the most trusted servant of the Imperial Concubine, had been found dead in the Imperial Concubine's palace this morning.
When the palace maid pushed open the door and saw the horrifying marks on Granny Cai's body, she screamed in terror.
Even now, the palace maid is still in shock, wrapped in a quilt, sweating profusely and trembling uncontrollably.
Wen Changle was awakened from her sleep by the palace maid's scream, and she was already displeased.
As she walked out, wearing her outer robe, she saw again Granny Cai, who had served her for many years, lying in her bedchamber, her body a picture of tragic death.
As one can imagine, Wen Changle's face was terrifyingly grim. He immediately ordered everyone in Ronghua Palace to be summoned.
All the palace servants and attendants in Ronghua Palace immediately knelt down, and each of them received fifteen strokes of the cane, leaving them half-dead.
Wen Changle questioned him with a grim expression, but to no avail. What made Wen Changle tremble with anger was...
It's likely that even the two bodyguards her father specially sent to protect her were knocked unconscious last night and haven't woken up yet!
"Useless, a bunch of useless trash."
Wen Changle sat on the pearwood chair at the head of the table, looking at the palace servants kneeling on the ground, her hand holding the teacup trembling uncontrollably.
"Smack!"
With a flick of the wrist, the teacup shattered on the ground, shards flying everywhere. Boiling tea instantly splashed onto the palace servants kneeling at the front.
Despite the excruciating pain of being burned, the palace servants dared not utter a sound, fearing that the slightest mistake would cost them their lives.
Wen Changle, of course, hadn't forgotten that there were still two people in her Ronghua Palace. After the investigation yielded no results,
He led a large group of palace maids and eunuchs to the dilapidated courtyard. Helian Ci's presence was a thorn in Wen Changle's side.
As for the reason, it is nothing more than that Helian Ci is the offspring of Helian Nie, the bastard child of Helian Nie who killed her beloved Yu-gege!
This alone was enough for her to see Helian Ci as a thorn in her side. Whether it was Helian Nie's bastard son or Helian Nie's bastard son, they all deserved to die!
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