Helian Nie's brows furrowed even more. Why was that ugly thing crying like this? Just then, Wenren Yu also caught up.
He immediately noticed the little girl crying pitifully, reaching out for her father to hug her. He then turned to look at Helian Nie beside him.
The atmosphere was somewhat strange, and Wenren Yu's waving ink-wash fan froze for a moment.
"Um, why is the little princess crying?"
No one answered Wenren Yu's question, because Helian Nie had already started walking towards Nanrong Jinghua's location. In just a few steps,
Upon reaching the little girl, Mou Sisi, disregarding everything, struggled with her small body, trying to pounce into Helian Nie's arms.
Nan Rong Jinghua stepped forward, and the little girl successfully threw herself into Helian Nie's arms.
Helian Nie frowned slightly, but still reached out and supported the little girl's bottom to prevent her from falling.
"Father, woo woo woo."
Sisi's chubby little hands hugged Helian Nie's neck, her fluffy little head buried in Helian Nie's broad shoulders, her little body sobbing and crying pitifully.
Helian Nie frowned, his narrow, almond-shaped eyes looking displeased at the handsome young man before him.
Wenren Yu, also filled with righteous indignation, looked at Nan Rong Jinghua's handsome face, which resembled a painted portrait.
A pair of beautiful, upturned phoenix eyes were a silent condemnation of Nan Rong Jinghua, a silent condemnation that seemed to be the very thing she was about to say, "You brat, teach him a lesson!"
Then I heard Helian Mou Sisi's soft, tearful voice, broken and whimpering.
"Father, Father is alright, that's so good! Si Si, Si Si thought Father was going to die, waaaaah!"
Helian Nie: "..."
Wenren Yu: "..."
The guards beside the pavilion: "..."
The air seemed to freeze for a second, with only the little girl's sobbing voice ringing out loudly.
"Father, Father, are you hurt anywhere? Waaah, let Sisi take a look. Should we call the Imperial Physician? Waaah!"
The little girl, oblivious to her own pain, continued to cry so bitterly, her face turning into a mess like a little kitten's, her eyes wet and teary.
The chubby little hands tried to pull at Helian Nie's dragon robe to check if he was injured anywhere.
Seeing that the little girl was about to rummage through his dragon robe, Helian Nie's eyelids twitched, and he reached out and grasped the little girl's hand.
"I'm fine."
This sentence, spoken by a certain villainous tyrant, carries a hint of helplessness, mixed with some other emotion.
"Ugh, really?"
Helian Mou Sisi, her little face and eyes brimming with tears, bit her little lip and looked at Helian Nie with worry.
Helian Nie nodded, raised his hand and ruffled the little girl's hair, his sinister voice softening slightly.
"Yeah, it's nothing."
Countless people in the world wish him dead, but he has never cared. Now, seeing the young girl so worried about him...
Seeing her crying her eyes out, her heart, which had been cold, was suddenly warmed by a gentle stream of emotion.
"Waaah, Father, Si Si, Si Si thought Father was going to die, waaaah."
Seeing that his little one was truly alright, Helian Mou Sisi's precious darling could finally be put to rest.
The little face was buried in Helian Nie's arms, her chubby little hands tightly hugging Helian Nie, and tears were falling one by one.
Waaaaah, I'm so glad my baby's alright, waaaaah.
Helian Nie: "..."
There's no need to emphasize it so repeatedly. If the ugly thing hadn't cried so sincerely, as if it weren't faking it, he would have always felt that the ugly thing was cursing him to die.
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