The next day,
The sun shines brightly, the flowers smile at me, the birds chirp "Good morning, good morning," why are you carrying your little schoolbag, so carefree on your way to school...?
Hold on, these are all beautiful fantasies. The reality is that of a certain little person...
Wrapped in a small quilt, she sat blankly on the golden nanmu bed, her face vacant, her eyes hazy, and her head spinning.
Question of the day: Who is Sisi? Where is Sisi? What does Sisi want to do?
Ugh, Sisi has been awake for so long today, why hasn't Master come to draw back the bed curtains and hug Sisi yet?
That shouldn't be the case. Every day, the teacher's fragrant embrace is always there, and he's never late.
Sisi waited and waited, until the flowers in the field withered, but still no hug from her teacher came.
Finally, the little girl couldn't wait any longer. Her drowsy mind cleared up, and her blurry eyes became bright.
With a wave of her little hands, she flung the blanket off her small body, propped herself up on her chubby little legs, and stood up, pulling back the bed curtains.
The unfamiliar scene before her made the little girl pause for a moment. This place... it doesn't seem to be the teacher's house.
"Yes, yes, Sisi has returned to the palace!"
Sisi raised her little hand and patted her head in annoyance. Oh dear, Sisi is such a forgetful little girl.
She remembered it, but soon another problem stumped the little girl.
Helian Mousi lowered his head, his grape-like, watery eyes gazing at the high edge of the bed, the little boy lost in thought.
"Wow, it's so high up! There's no teacher here to prepare a bamboo stool for this little cutie, Sisi. How am I going to get down?"
Her eyes darted around, but the vast palace was empty, not a soul in sight. She simply sighed.
"Sigh, Sisi is going to have to be an independent and self-reliant five-year-old again!"
After saying that, the little girl sat down, bending over with her tiny body.
Chubby little hands, spreading their chubby little legs, preparing for a stretch.
"One, two, three, four; two, two, three, four; three, two, three, four."
"Alright, Sisi is all ready!"
Sisi clapped her little hands, propped herself up on her chubby little legs, and walked to the bedside.
The little bottom squatted down, her little hands gripping the dragon-carved bedposts, and one chubby little leg peeked out.
She started whimpering and frantically exploring the edge of the bed, her little mouth never stopping, making soft, sweet noises.
"Huh, why is it still so far off?"
"Oh dear, why is Father's bed set up so high?"
"Oh dear, this is really tough on our little cutie Sisi."
When Helian Nie, accompanied by palace servants carrying warm, damp cloths, stepped into the inner palace, this was the scene that greeted him.
Helian Nie stopped in his tracks, and the palace servants behind him also stopped.
Upon glancing up and seeing the little princess's appearance, each of them secretly looked at Helian Nie.
But the Emperor was standing right there, watching the little princess with great interest.
Palace servants: "..."
We lowered our heads silently, not daring to speak or ask anything.
Finally, after four frantic attempts to find the answer, Sisi gave up.
Whoever wants to be an independent and self-reliant five-year-old can be one, but this little cutie, Sisi, certainly doesn't want to be one.
She doesn't deserve it!
The little girl withdrew her chubby little leg that had been frantically probing, took a breath, and was about to shout for help at the top of her lungs.
She raised her little head and saw her own little one, accompanied by a group of palace servants, staring at her with great interest.
Sisi's eyes lit up, as if she had seen a savior.
"Father Emperor, Father Emperor, come quickly and save Sisi!"
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