Inside the hall, officials and ministers knelt on the ground, but Helian Nie ignored them, bent down, and picked up the little girl who was tugging at the corner of his dragon robe.
Overjoyed at being picked up by her own little one, Mou Sisi leaned in and planted a big kiss on Helian Nie's handsome face.
Then her grape-like, moist eyes smiled and formed crescent shapes, the starlight in them shining brightly.
Aww, the little guy was so awesome just now! So cool!!!
Helian Nie looked at the little dumpling he was holding in one arm, who was kissing him in front of so many people and smiling so broadly that her eyes disappeared.
His devilishly handsome face couldn't help but twitch; he felt a sharp throbbing between his brows. This ugly thing was getting more and more unruly every day.
However, the slight curve of his lips betrayed the true feelings of the villainous tyrant at that moment, while Sisi, carefree, smiled sweetly on her rosy little face.
No matter how you look at it, this scene is a picture of filial piety and parental love.
Wen Changle encountered the emperor's entourage halfway there and followed Helian Nie. At first, he saw the two illegitimate children being disregarded by the officials and ministers.
Wen Changle was still happy and carefree. She didn't think Helian Nie would stand up for these two bastards at all, since Helian Nie always looked down on useless trash.
However, what happened next was something she had never expected. She watched as Helian Nie carried the little bastard into the hall...
As she walked step by step toward the high position, Wen Changle's hands, hidden beneath her wide peony-embroidered robe, clenched tightly.
Her newly painted nails dug deep into her palms, and she seemed oblivious to the pain.
What does Helian Nie mean by this? Hasn't he always been indifferent to the lives of those bastard children? But lately, he's been doing it again and again...
Is it because they care about these little bastards that they protect them in every way? Is it because they have a heart? No! No!
How could a bastard like Helian Nie, who murdered his father and brothers, be possibly have a heart? A bastard like Helian Nie doesn't deserve to have a heart, let alone be a human being. He doesn't deserve it!
Wen Changle's body, embroidered with clusters of peonies, trembled slightly beneath her silk skirt.
Her face, adorned with exquisite makeup and a charming demeanor, which had previously held a composed, dignified, and appropriate smile, now seemed somewhat strained.
"Getting angry can lead to sudden death."
Suddenly, a slightly hoarse voice, yet with a chilling quality like that of a venomous snake, rang out softly and clearly, reaching Wen Changle's ears.
Wen Changle suddenly raised her eyes, her beautiful eyes glaring venomously at the source of the voice, wishing she could tear him to pieces.
Helian Ci sat in a wheelchair, his long, dark hair flowing quietly down to his remarkably straight waist. His face was pale and sickly.
Those calm, deep black eyes looked at Wen Changle, and her exceptionally red lips curved slightly with a gentle smile.
To onlookers, all they could see was the Second Prince smiling gently at the Imperial Concubine. Only Wen Changle knew how chilling and sinister that smile truly was.
A chill ran down her spine. This little brat, whom she used to vent her anger on, whipping her mercilessly until her skin was torn and bleeding, yet who never dared to utter a sound...
This little bastard, whose legs were crippled by my own scheme and who almost died at my hands, now dares to look at me with such eyes and speak to me with such tone!
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