"Yes, it's not far, just a few steps away from Fanghua Palace. Second Brother will often come back to see Sisi."
Helian Ci took in the reluctance in the little girl's eyes and sighed softly to himself.
If it weren't for a real reason, he wouldn't have been willing to part with his little coward, since he didn't have much time left to spend with him.
"But, but..."
Sisi's delicate little eyebrows furrowed in worry, and her small hands, clutching the two scriptures, tightened even more.
Suddenly, the fluffy little head drooped down, gently sniffed, and its soft, sweet voice murmured...
"Why is Second Brother moving away? Is it because Sisi has misbehaved somewhere, so Second Brother doesn't want Sisi anymore?"
The little girl looked just like an abandoned kitten; she was so pitiful.
Helian Ci's heart skipped a beat. He turned his wheelchair, reached out, and picked up the little girl. The tiny, soft bundle softened Helian Ci's heart even more.
"No, how could Second Brother not like Sisi?"
"But my mother..."
Helian Ci stopped there, finding it difficult to continue. He had never imagined that his mother would become so unreasonable.
Sisi fell silent. Children are perceptive, and Sisi was aware of Aunt Lian's changes.
…
Helian Ci and Consort Lian finally moved out of Yongqing Palace, and the once bustling palace suddenly became quiet.
During dinner, a little girl named Sisi was eating alone, and suddenly felt a bit pitiful.
Suddenly, even the big chicken leg didn't taste so good anymore. I only ate a few bites before putting down my chopsticks and stopping.
The little child, having managed to move a small bamboo stool, sat on the corridor where Helian Ci's wheelchair often stopped, staring blankly at the yellowing banana trees.
Yue'er and the other palace servants saw this and felt sorry for the girl, but they didn't know how to comfort her, so they could only silently stay behind her.
After a while, for some reason, the little girl stood up from the bamboo stool, went back into the house, and rummaged through the things.
When she came out again, she was holding those two scriptures in her little hands. She sat back down on the bamboo stool.
Sisi took a deep breath and opened the scripture: "…………"
"Smack."
Sisi silently closed the book, saying, "I'm sorry, I was careless and disturbed you."
“肆肆”
Suddenly, a low, hoarse voice came from the doorway.
The man, who had been looking like a wilted eggplant, suddenly brightened up.
Looking up, I saw Helian Ci being pushed by palace servants at the entrance of Yongqing Palace, sitting in a wheelchair.
Sisi couldn't sit still any longer. She jumped up from the bamboo stool, her short legs bobbing as she ran to Helian Ci.
Meeting Helian Ci's dark eyes, the little boy's face lit up with undisguised joy.
Her grape-like, moist eyes sparkled brightly, as if they held the brilliance of a thousand stars.
"Second brother, what brings you here? Did you miss Sisi?"
Helian Ci bent down and picked up the little girl in his arms. Mou Sisi was overjoyed; the tiny girl snuggled tightly into Helian Ci's embrace.
"Yes, Second Brother misses Sisi. Does Sisi miss Second Brother?"
"Yes, I miss my second brother. Without him, even the big chicken leg doesn't taste good."
Sisi's fluffy little head nestled in Helian Ci's arms, her chubby little hands...
She hugged Helian Ci's strong, slender waist tightly, sniffed, pouted her little mouth, and spoke in a soft, muffled voice.
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