However, the thought of his own son's pitiful five percent favorability rating deflated Helian Si like a punctured balloon.
She rolled over, wrapped herself in her blanket, and sat up, propping her cheeks up with her little hands, looking quite annoyed.
"Hmm, why isn't my kid's affection level increasing? He's so cute."
Folian crunched the lollipop to pieces, rolled her eyes, and said, "Is the villain so easy to win over?"
"That's true." Helian Si nodded in agreement, but he still felt heartbroken and sighed deeply.
The little one fell backward onto the soft bed with a 'plop,' her pair of grape-like, watery eyes blinking rapidly.
Staring blankly at the warm yellow bed canopy, the little one finally clenched her tiny fists.
"I've made up my mind, I'm going to find Zai Zai tomorrow!"
It must be because he spent the whole day busy outwitting and outmaneuvering his second brother by the Daming Lake...
Okay, she admits it, she was the one who got beaten up, boohoo (?_?).
Anyway, I'm going to see Zai Zai tomorrow no matter what. I have to raise his affection level no matter what.
Well, it's also nice to be able to admire the baby's stunning good looks along the way, hehe~
Thinking of this, little Helian Si smiled, his bright eyes crinkling, and his rosy cheeks seemed to bubble with pink bubbles.
If the little girl had a tail, it would probably be wagging its tail in the air by now.
"Fangirl." A certain golden lotus muttered under its breath, chewing on a crunchy lollipop, wiggling its glittering little bottom, and then turned off the phone.
Hmph, even my little bottom is made of gold. Who's truly noble? Who's got no chance? Hehe!
Helian Si, "?"
"Tch, that bastard Buddha must be jealous of my baby's stunning good looks."
The little girl mumbled to herself, tugged at her blanket with her short hands, and rubbed her rosy cheeks against the soft blanket.
She closed her eyes happily. Mmm, time for bed. I'll see my baby tomorrow!
**
However, the villainous tyrant who was being targeted by a certain Sisi was currently in a dungeon within the palace.
The dungeon was perpetually dark, the damp air thick with the pungent smell of blood.
On both sides of the dungeon were people imprisoned with their hands and feet chained, their bodies covered in blood and wounds.
The dungeon was unusually quiet, with only a few mournful cries occasionally emanating from its depths.
Helian Nie, dressed in a crimson dragon robe, walked slowly past. Before each cage he passed, the prisoners inside involuntarily shrank and trembled.
In the eyes of these people, Helian Nie is a devil.
Deep inside the dungeon, a man dressed in night clothes was bound to a wooden frame, with several cold-faced assassins standing beside him.
The man was disheveled, covered in wounds, and barely alive, clinging to his last breath.
Helian Nie strode over, and the several assassins he was with immediately knelt on one knee, bowing respectfully to him and speaking.
"Your subordinate greets Your Majesty."
"Get up." Helian Nie's voice was somewhat nonchalant, but it was not hard to detect the cold and terrifying ferocity within it.
As soon as he finished speaking, the black-clad assassins stood up. Soon, a comfortable sandalwood chair was brought over and respectfully placed behind Helian Nie. Then they silently retreated behind the sandalwood chair.
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