The unease of the villainous tyrant lasted for just as long as the little girl Helian Sisi nestled in his arms.
The little girl was bored. At first, she peeked out and secretly played with her chubby fingers, the scent of her own child still lingering in her nostrils.
The little girl didn't dislike the faint, pleasant scent of ambergris; in fact, she found it somewhat comforting.
The little girl counted on her chubby, white fingers, her soft little mouth murmuring to herself.
"One handsome man, two handsome men, three handsome men, ... ten handsome men,
Oh dear, I don't have enough fingers again. Three thousand handsome men require three thousand fingers, even if I count all my toes together, it's not enough! Sigh, so annoying~
The girl's words, of course, reached Helian Nie's ears without missing a single one. His handsome face twitched slightly, and his brow throbbed.
Changying possessed exceptional martial arts skills and internal strength; even those outside the carriage could clearly hear the conversation inside. This was originally intended to demonstrate the Emperor's tolerance towards the young princess.
I was astonished. Then I heard the little princess again, her soft, sweet voice uttering those startling, incoherent words.
Changying's hand, which was holding the horse's reins, trembled slightly, not from fear, but from trying to suppress a laugh.
Fortunately, Helian Mousi's mutterings didn't last long.
Perhaps because of the exhaustion from half a day of classes, the little girl felt sleepy after nestling in Helian Nie's arms for only a short while.
Sisi covered her slightly open mouth with her short hands as she yawned, and her wet eyes were immediately covered with a thin layer of mist.
"Ugh, so sleepy...~"
Helian Si wrinkled his little nose slightly, his curled eyelashes fluttering, and he unconsciously murmured to himself.
Helian Nie, whose peach blossom eyes had been half-closed in a state of feigned sleep, opened them and glanced at the ugly thing in his arms.
What I saw was the little girl twisting her small body, her short hands clutching her crimson dragon robe, and closing her wet, quiet eyes.
The fluffy little head nuzzled against my chest, found a comfortable position, smacked its lips, and then quieted down.
Helian Nie: "..."
Seeing the ugly thing in his arms? His breathing gradually became even and calm, and Helian Nie raised an eyebrow slightly on his handsome face:
This ugly thing doesn't care where it sleeps; it's heartless and can fall asleep anywhere.
As a close bodyguard, Changying naturally kept a close eye on his master's movements inside the carriage, and at this moment, he slowed down the carriage's speed.
**
Inside the imperial palace, at Yongqing Palace.
Under the eaves of the courtyard's green-tiled roof, a young boy sat quietly in a wheelchair, a military treatise in his pale hands.
However, his gaze was fixed on the palace gate, and he didn't even realize that he was holding the military book upside down.
A few steps away, Consort Lian was followed by Yue'er. The two looked at Helian Ci in his wheelchair with a sense of helplessness.
Half an hour ago, Helian Ci was already sitting in a wheelchair under the eaves of the blue-tiled roof. At first, you could still see Helian Ci looking at the military book in his hand.
For the past quarter of an hour, Helian Ci had been holding the military treatise in his hand without ever turning the pages. Moreover, his eyes were fixed on the palace gate.
well……
Consort Lian shook her head gently, sighing helplessly in her heart. This child used to love teasing the little princess, but now that he truly cares about her, he cares for her more than anyone else.
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