Helian Yi gently bent down and picked up the still-awkward little girl, her small body suddenly lifted into the air.
With her short arms, Sisi instinctively hugged her gentle older brother's neck tightly.
"Your Highness, is this the little princess? She's so cute!"
"Yes, the little princess is so well-behaved."
"..."
A group of people had gathered around without anyone noticing, and they were all absolutely charmed by Helian Mou Sisi's adorable appearance.
A group of people were chattering away; some genuinely found Helian Si adorable and liked him, while others had ulterior motives. Whatever their reasons...
In short, right now, our Helian, the lovesick fool, is surrounded by a group of handsome older brothers and sisters.
Sisi was practically radiating happiness, her rosy cheeks beaming with a bright and cheerful smile.
She was even more radiant and bright than the scorching summer sun, and she would sometimes act cute and charming towards this older brother.
She flirted with that older woman for a while, perfectly embodying the image of a womanizer and a player.
Helian Yi chuckled helplessly, letting the little girl fuss. However, when someone tried to hug Helian Si...
Helian Yi, however, refused. He thought to himself that he didn't spend much time with his little princess, so how could he let someone else take her?
Helian You, a six-year-old boy, sat quietly on a wooden stool by the corridor, his dark, bright eyes watching his little princess, who was surrounded by a crowd, beaming with joy.
Helian You, a quiet six-year-old, tilted his head slightly, indicating his incomprehension, and wrote another question in his little notebook:
Surrounded by so many people talking non-stop, why doesn't the little princess find it noisy?
**
Moon Tower.
Everyone in the martial arts world knows the fame of Yue Lou, but few know that Yue Lou's headquarters is located in a music hall in this capital city.
"The general weeps for his country, his heart filled with sorrow, and drinks poison. His blood stains the city gates, striking fear into the enemy. He faces the imperial palace, vowing to rebuild the land and defend it to the death. Beneath the Helan Mountains, he brews wine amidst boiling snow."
"Eagle feathers adorn golden servants, a thousand arrows obscure the daytime; arms raised, beacon fires roar, wolf smoke howls; rain has not fallen, time has not been planned, a lone courage trembles like a mountain..."
Before even entering the neighborhood, one could hear the music playing.
Chang Ying's tense face was cold, his eyes sharp, his hand resting on the sword at his waist. With a flick of his wrist...
The entire column of sword-wielding imperial guards following behind them were the first to step into the music hall. In an instant, the leisurely audience scattered like birds and beasts.
The once bustling music hall was suddenly reduced to just the actors on stage and the waiters serving tea and water.
Changying strode in, his tense face icy cold, his eyes devoid of any emotion.
The actors who were singing on stage and the servants who were serving tea and water now had solemn expressions and were poised to attack, clearly the habits of martial arts practitioners.
"I wonder what brings you gentlemen to my music hall with such a grand procession?"
A soft, feminine voice came from upstairs.
People downstairs looked up and saw the door to a private room upstairs open, revealing a man in a peach-pink robe holding a traditional Chinese ink-wash fan.
The man had powder on his face and rouge on his lips, and his fox-like eyes were slightly raised. He was the same person who had discussed things with Wen Yi in the dark study that day.
When the man's gaze fell on the leader of the Imperial Guards, Chang Ying, the force in his hand holding the fan suddenly tightened. It was him!
"This humble general has come to your esteemed neighborhood on the orders of His Majesty to present a small gift to the ward master."
Chang Ying's eyes were sharp as he looked at the man upstairs. His words were cold and curt, as if it were routine, showing no mercy whatsoever.
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