Nan Rong Jinghua did not immediately answer Helian Si's question, but instead picked up the damp handkerchief, her brow furrowing slightly.
Gently and tenderly wiping away the tears from the little girl's tear-streaked face, he then softly spoke.
"Your Majesty sent Sisi to me not because you don't want her anymore, but because Your Majesty is protecting her."
He had previously thought of Helian Nie as a heartless opportunist, but he never imagined that even someone as cold-blooded as Helian Nie was...
There were exceptions, and what I never expected was that the person would be my own Ah Sheng.
"Is that really true? Father Emperor really did it to protect Sisi, not to abandon Sisi."
Is that so?
But neither his older brother nor the little one told Sisi the truth. If they had, Sisi wouldn't be crying and feeling so heartbroken.
Meeting the girl's eyes, which suddenly lit up with light and brilliance, Nan Rong Jinghua's heart softened. Beneath her long silk robes, the frost in her eyes melted away like spring water.
His long, slender fingers gently stroked the little girl's pert nose, his voice soft and gentle, filled with a mixture of helplessness and affection.
"When has the Master ever lied to Sisi, huh?"
Helian Mou's cold and icy heart suddenly felt warm, just like eating a freshly baked sweet potato on a cold winter day.
"Then, then, then Sisi isn't angry with Father Emperor anymore! Teacher, teacher, hurry, hurry, Sisi wants to go back to the palace to find Father Emperor and tell him that Sisi misunderstood him!"
Sisi doesn't need protection! Sisi wants to stay by Father's side and protect Father!
The little Helian Mousi stopped pouting and looking aggrieved. He used his chubby little hands to roughly wipe his face.
Her little mouth was excited and joyful, and she chattered away in a soft, sweet voice. She straightened her short legs and tried to tug at the corner of Nanrong Jinghua's robe, wanting him to take her back to the palace.
But this time, Nan Rong Jinghua did not give in to the little girl's wishes. He reached out and pulled the little girl into his arms.
The familiar, pleasant, and refreshing fragrance of Nan Rong Jinghua completely enveloped the young girl, Helian Mou Sisi.
Helian Si was stunned for a moment. His grape-like, moist eyes looked at Nan Rong Jinghua with a blank and confused expression on his face. What, what's going on?
"Master, what...what should we do?"
Although he couldn't see the eyes beneath the long silk robe, even the usually oblivious Helian could clearly sense Nanrong Jinghua's inexplicably sad and depressed mood.
This discovery terrified Helian, the scumbag woman.
What the hell are you doing? This handsome, divine teacher, why are you looking at me like that?
Those who don't know better might think they're some heartless woman who ate up a handsome, divine scholar and then turned her back on him.
"Sisi, don't you like the teacher?"
Nan Rong Jing Hua You Lan's clear and soft voice was inexplicably obscure and sorrowful, and her divine face was even more somber, making one unable to help but fall in love at first glance.
"Thump thump thump,"
"Gulp."
"No, no, Sisi really likes the teacher. Teacher, don't think such things. The teacher is so handsome, how could Sisi not like the teacher? Sisi really, really likes the teacher."
There's an old saying, "Even heroes can't resist the charms of a beautiful woman," and nowadays, "Even the most beautiful woman can't resist the charms of a handsome man." Beauty really, really is a huge hindrance.
But Sisi is right, what good is it if you're not a womanizer? Let go of that handsome, god-like teacher and let Sisi have him!
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