When Si Beitaohua arrived at Yongqing Palace, Helian Si was lounging in his bedchamber, legs crossed, looking at the folk art book that Helian Yi had just brought for him.
"Little silly boy."
The charcoal fire crackled inside. As Si Beitao stepped into the hall, she felt a wave of warmth. She was still wearing that long, peach-pink robe adorned with clusters of peach blossoms.
Helian Si put down his sketchbook, ran barefoot to Si Beitao Hua, and threw himself into Si Beitao Hua's arms, "Fairy brother came to see me again?"
Si Beitao's memories had been altered by Helian Si, so there was no longer any grudge or unfounded estrangement. She lightly flicked Helian Si's forehead, her soft voice tinged with mockery.
"You're still just like you were when you were a kid, so reckless."
Helian Si stepped out of Si Beitao's embrace, ignoring her teasing. His gaze fell on the perfectly blooming peach blossom in Si Beitao's hand, and he was pleasantly surprised.
"Is this a gift for me?"
"Of course, but I'll have to exchange it for a cup of hot tea," Si Beitaohua said, raising an eyebrow, half-jokingly.
"Of course! Sister Yue'er, brew a pot of peach blossom tea!" Helian Si shouted impatiently towards the outside of the hall. Yue'er responded.
Soon, steaming hot peach blossom tea was served. However, Nan Rong Jinghua also came in and sat next to Helian Si, asserting her dominance.
Helian Si's lips twitched. This petty man! His immortal brother is the same age as his father, does he really need to act like this?
However, in Nan Rong Jinghua's eyes, he and A Sheng were already tens of millions of years old, so there was no question of age, only the question of male and female.
Having roamed the martial world, Si Beitaohua was more than knowledgeable about worldly affairs. Regarding Nanrong Jinghua's reaction, the hand holding the hot tea...
He paused for a moment, then realized what he meant, chuckled, shook his head, and sighed inwardly, "These young people nowadays, their possessiveness is just...tsk."
**
As dusk approached, vast expanses of rosy clouds blanketed the sky. The door to the imperial study opened, and Helian Nie, clad in a black dragon robe, strode out.
Long Eagle followed closely behind, remaining silent the entire way. Just as they reached the Crouching Dragon Palace, the Emperor stopped. Long Eagle, puzzled, saw the Emperor turn around, and Long Eagle quickly bowed his head.
"Your Majesty, is there something amiss?"
Helian Nie did not answer, but his narrow, almond-shaped eyes fell on Chang Ying. After a long while, his handsome face and thin, crimson lips parted slightly.
"You've had a tough time all these years. Have you ever thought about getting married and having children? If you have someone you like, I will arrange a marriage for you."
Changying suddenly looked up, a hint of surprise on his tense face, and subconsciously replied, "This subordinate has no one in mind."
No, so why would the emperor suddenly feel that he has someone he likes?
Also, why did the emperor always want him to marry and have children?
"Really not?" Helian Nie looked at Chang Ying, his peach blossom eyes filled with complex emotions. Chang Ying firmly shook his head.
"Your Majesty, I have no one I fancy."
"Very well, from now on, just speak frankly when you have something to say."
After speaking, the emperor turned around and strode into the gate of the Wolong Palace, leaving Changying alone, standing there, his heart filled with turmoil.
Now that the world is unified, why does the emperor still want to act as a matchmaker?
In fact, the villainous tyrant felt extremely frustrated, wondering why none of the people he trusted around him showed any interest in getting married and having children.
Wenren Yu is like this, and so is Changying. Why do they all want to be like him, all alone?
But, I do have a few kids and ugly things of my own, so what are these two?
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