Because he was deceived by his own uncle and lost face in front of his beloved younger sister, whom he wanted to protect, he was in trouble during the court hearing.
Even six-year-old Helian You was no longer focused on the pastries. He sat up straight, his ears perked up, his bright black eyes gleaming as he listened intently.
Helian Si, a five-year-old child, was bored. Children are easily influenced by the people and atmosphere around them.
After watching her third brother listen attentively to the lecture for a while, the little girl followed suit.
She straightened her little back with a serious air, her pink and pointed ears perked up, and listened attentively to the lecture following Helian You.
Tired of listening and wanting to slack off, the fluffy little head turned, and seeing that its third brother was still listening attentively...
Helian Mousi's indomitable spirit rose up again.
The little girl puffed out her cute cheeks, wrinkled her little nose, straightened her back, and listened attentively.
If Third Brother can do it, so can Sisi! Sisi will never admit defeat, hmph!
Nan Rong Jinghua multitasked, her gaze fixed on the historical allusions in the book, as she spoke in a soft, melodious voice.
I walked slowly past the little radishes, occasionally stopping beside those that were dozing off or whispering.
The little ones straightened up instantly, looking as serious as ever, and earnestly picked up their books, staring intently at the pages.
Out of the corner of his eye, he saw the little girl sitting upright, her rosy face serious. The deity's face and eyes seemed to melt away the frost, becoming gentle and tender.
Everywhere you look at the Imperial College, you can see towering, majestic ancient trees with gnarled and vigorous branches and overlapping canopies.
Bronze bells tied with long red ribbons hang from tree branches, making a series of crisp and melodious sounds when the wind blows, occasionally accompanied by the chirping of cicadas and birds, creating a unique symphony.
**
Outside the gate tower of the Imperial College.
At the spot where the Prime Minister's carriages were parked in the morning, a huge and luxurious carriage was now parked, with the gilded royal emblem on it particularly eye-catching.
From time to time, the curtains of the official carriages not far away were lifted, and people were secretly peeking under the willow trees.
Under the willow tree, Changying stood alone by the carriage, his hand on the long sword at his waist. His body was upright, and his tense face exuded a coldness that kept strangers at bay.
Inside the carriage, the curling incense smoke wafted out through the half-open curtain, where several plates of exquisite pastries and tea were laid out on a sandalwood table.
Helian Nie leaned back lazily, his crimson dragon robe loose, his handsome face framed by long, narrow, almond-shaped eyes.
She placed her hand on an ancient book, her fair, well-defined fingers occasionally lifting to flip through it.
"Thump, thump, thump."
The melodious three tolls of the bell rang out in the Imperial College, startling the flock of birds resting on the branches of ancient trees, which then spread their wings and flew into the azure sky.
Helian Nie put down the book in his hand, stood up, and strode forward. The eagle guarding outside heard the noise from inside the carriage.
He stepped forward and respectfully lifted the carriage curtain in front of Helian Nie. In an instant, his devilishly handsome face was exposed to the view.
"emperor."
Helian Nie stepped out of the carriage, and Changying bowed respectfully.
Helian Nie merely raised his hand slightly, his narrow, peach-blossom eyes fixed on the gate tower of the Imperial College.
Although the commotion under the willow tree was small, it couldn't stop the probing gazes from the officials' carriages not far away, who had been frequently looking in this direction since earlier.
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