"No, no, no, that's not what Sisi meant!"
Helian Mousi was taken aback by his own son's words, and he was so anxious that he shook his fluffy little head like a rattle drum.
"Um?"
Helian Nie raised his eyebrows slightly, his narrow peach blossom eyes falling on the little girl's face, and his well-defined fingers pinched the little girl's cheek.
"Father, could you... could you please get them up?"
Before Helian Mou Sisi could finish speaking, he was interrupted by a certain villainous tyrant with a sinister and chilling tone. His thin lips, usually so decisive, [said something unrelated to the preceding sentence].
"cannot."
"It's their good fortune that I didn't execute them immediately."
The villainous tyrant continued speaking in a sinister and chilling tone, his sinister voice low and menacing, his peach blossom eyes coldly sweeping over the people kneeling on the ground.
"Okay, okay."
Helian Mou Sisi was successfully intimidated by his own son's sinister and chilling appearance.
The little one sheepishly shut his mouth, his grape-like, watery eyes giving a sympathetic look to the person still kneeling on the ground.
The prince glanced at his second brother, who had remained silent throughout, sitting in a wheelchair by the Daming Lake to the side of the table.
Sisi pursed her lips, involuntarily swallowing hard. What to do, what to do?
Why did she feel that her second brother looked like he was about to eat a pretty doll? Oh, so scary, like he was trying to scare a doll.
Finally, the guards who had been sent out returned, but this time they had two more men with them, one on each side.
They were thrown directly into the center of the hall by the guards. Both of them were dressed in the uniforms of the Imperial Medical Academy. It seemed that these were the imperial physicians who had given Yue'er the calming medicine.
"This old minister greets Your Majesty, this..."
They say old ginger is spicier, and the first to speak was the older imperial physician, whose temples were completely white, yet he was still very spry.
Even though he was brought directly from the Imperial Hospital by the secret guards, and in this oppressive hall filled with kneeling palace servants, he was still able to keep his composure and speak calmly.
"Tell me, how do you want to die?"
Helian Nie's handsome face remained unchanged, he simply shifted to a more comfortable position, looked at the two imperial physicians below him, and spoke coldly.
Helian Mou Sisi's mouth gaped slightly, completely stunned by her own son's incredible move. According to the normal plot...
Shouldn't the question be: who poisoned him, who ordered him to do it, and then how did he die?
Why is it that when it comes to my own kid, it's already straight to the last step?
He came up to them in a sinister and chilling tone and asked, "Tell me, how do you want to die?"
Helian Mou Sisi: "!???"
However, however, however, this is such a domineering CEO! He Lian, who survived this ordeal...
Now that the fear in my heart has passed, my little head has started to imagine all sorts of things again, hoo hoo hoo~!
Looking at his son's perfect profile, Helian Mou Sisi once again cursed the Heavenly Dao father in his heart!
Why, why did they make her the baby's child? What a waste of talent!
Such an impeccable and stunningly beautiful face of our little one, it's such a waste! *sobs*
Wouldn't it be great if she became an absolute beauty? That way, I could be my own son's queen! Hehehe~
The more Helian, the more infatuated, thought about it, the more her heart pounded. In the end, she couldn't help but slurp her saliva a few times.
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