Nan Rong Jinghua wasn't annoyed, letting the little girl snuggle into his arms like a kitten.
The carriage left the palace and stopped on one of the busiest and most vibrant streets in Kyoto.
The ten-mile-long street was brightly decorated with lanterns and colorful streamers. Restaurants, shops, and vendors were bustling with customers, and pedestrians carrying paper umbrellas came and went.
"Whoa—!"
A crowd gathered around a congested area, a flame lit up, and cheers and exclamations erupted as dragon and lion dances came to life.
Sisi held Nanrong Jinghua's hand and stood in the front row. Her grape-like, watery eyes reflected the firelight, and her little face was rosy.
"Master, Master, how amazing!"
"As long as Sisi likes it."
Nan Rongjinghua's eyes, hidden beneath the long silk robe, remained fixed on the little girl from beginning to end. Nothing in the world could compare to Ah Sheng.
Having spent so much time in the palace, Sisi found everything fascinating and wanted to try it out. Nanrong Jinghua, being the little girl's confidante, accompanies Sisi, and she has a wonderful time.
When she returned to the palace late at night, she didn't forget to buy gifts to bring back to her father, her elder brother, her sister Yue'er, and the palace servants.
A whole bunch of strange and unusual trinkets filled most of the carriage, and Sisi suddenly felt a little heartbroken.
Oops, Sisi's little treasure trove is going to be in debt again. Sigh, when will I ever lose some of my weight?
The troubles of a stunningly beautiful girl.
"Master, when we return to the palace, Sisi will give you the silver, okay?" Sisi turned her little head and said earnestly.
"Huh? No need." Nan Rong Jinghua was slightly taken aback, then gently rubbed the little girl's fluffy head, feeling helpless.
"Yes, yes, it's not easy for a teacher to earn money."
Sisi nodded her little head, answering very seriously. She still remembered; it wasn't easy for the teacher to earn money.
"Sisi, do you have to be so clear about things with me?"
Nan Rong Jinghua lowered her eyelids, her divine face revealing a deep sense of loneliness, and even her silver-white robe seemed to have dimmed slightly.
Mou Sisi: "!"
"No, that's not true. Teacher, don't think such things. You are my dear teacher."
Sisi shook his head vigorously, but after a long time, he still couldn't say the words, "It's not easy for the teacher to make money, the teacher is very poor."
Seeing that the handsome teacher was still looking at her with such a distressing expression, Sisi felt that she was just like a young Chen Shimei (a notorious figure in Chinese folklore known for abandoning his wife).
Oops, no, no, Sisi, you're supposed to be a little scumbag who gives all the handsome men in the world a home, how can you make your handsome teacher sad like this!
"Then why..."
"Master, that's how it is. The ancients said that even close brothers should keep clear accounts, so even close teachers should keep clear accounts."
Mou Sisi interrupted Nan Rong Jinghua, her little mouth speaking eloquently.
Nan Rong Jinghua chuckled softly, his long, jade-like hand gently patting the little girl's head, his voice soft and gentle.
"It's alright. From now on, Sisi and I will be husband and wife. Have you forgotten, Sisi?"
"Huh...what..."
Sisi choked, her little face blank, staring blankly at Nanrong Jinghua.
"Sisi, have you forgotten? Besides His Majesty's decree, my indenture is also with you."
Nan Rong Jinghua's fingers caressed the safety lock hanging around Mou Sisi's neck. Her eyes, beneath the long silk, were gentle, and her entire being, with its ethereal beauty, was tinged with a hint of allure and possessiveness.
"!!!"
Sure enough, Sisi chickened out and took two steps back. She felt that the teacher was seducing her, her little darling, and that she had evidence.
It was quite sudden.
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