The little girl's rosy cheeks were wet with tears, and she refused to eat the red bean cake anymore.
The little one lowered their fluffy head, tugged at the hem of Helian Yi's dark white robe with their tiny hands, and tilted their little face up.
Her grape-like, watery eyes blinked rapidly, her little nose sniffed, and her soft, sweet voice sounded pitiful.
"Big brother, can I not go to the Imperial Academy? I'm smart, I don't need to go to school."
As she spoke, the little girl's sweet voice trembled with a hint of whimpering and crying as she looked at Helian Yi with a pitiful expression.
Helian Yi was slightly taken aback, then found it amusing. He reached out and gently tapped the little girl's smooth forehead with his fingertip.
"No, you have to go to the Imperial Academy. Sisi, be good and listen to me."
The little princess is already five years old this year, and in a few months she will be six years old, which is also the age to go to the Imperial Academy.
Although Helian Nie had arranged for a tutor to teach his younger sister, he was still somewhat aware that she often dozed off during class.
"Thud!"
It was the sound of a little girl's heart breaking into tiny pieces. Waaah, right now, Sisi's heart is truly shattered into pieces.
Helian Mousi was on the verge of tears, so she secretly pinched her own short leg with her little hand, which made the little girl burst into tears on the spot.
The little girl, so tiny, looked pitifully at Helian Yi with her misty, tear-filled eyes.
"Elder brother, sob sob~"
Helian Yi almost lost his composure when the little girl stared at him like that, but in the end, he steeled himself.
Without looking into the little girl's wet and pitiful eyes, he reached out and touched her forehead.
"No, Sisi, be good."
Waaaaaah~
How could this be!
So, the gentle eldest prince's love will disappear, right?
Seeing that her eldest brother's plea for warmth was hopeless, Helian Mousi turned around and walked briskly towards Nanrong Jinghua's side.
The chubby little hand tugged at Nan Rong Jinghua's silver-white robe, its baby voice trembling with a sob.
"Master, Master..."
Nan Rong Jinghua sighed softly, bent down, and hugged the little girl to her chest. One hand rested on the spot where the little girl had pinched her short leg earlier.
An invisible silver light swirled in his palm, gently landing on the spot where the little girl had pinched her finger. His other palm...
He then took out a silver silk handkerchief from his sleeve and gently wiped away the tears that were about to well up in the little girl's eyes.
"Don't cry, my dear. The teacher is also at the Imperial Academy. He won't let anyone bully Sisi."
Youlan's voice was soft and gentle, like a light feather landing on the tip of Helian Si's heart, making him feel a tingling sensation.
"Waaah...but...but..."
Ms. Sisi still felt unwilling. Was it because handsome men were no longer attractive, or because the little sketchbook was no longer appealing?
Why, why does she, an absolutely adorable and invincible girl, have to endure such human suffering at the Imperial Academy?
"The Imperial College has many handsome men."
Suddenly, a faint voice echoed in the hall. Though the voice was somewhat hoarse, it clearly reached Helian Mou Sisi's ears.
This simple and unadorned sentence successfully brought Helian Mou Sisi, who was still feeling wronged and on the verge of tears, to her feet.
She successfully and quickly suppressed her grievances and tears, and her previously wet eyes instantly shone with a bright light.
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