After stepping into the imperial study, Changying hesitated again. The emperor was busy with state affairs; was this such a small matter...?
"What is it?"
Helian Nie continued reviewing the memorials with his vermilion brush, slightly raising his head to speak. Suddenly, a sinister voice startled Chang Ying.
He bowed respectfully and then, steeling himself, recounted in detail what the guard had just told him.
I thought the Emperor would just brush it off and say a word of concern, but then I heard the sound of the vermilion brush being put down.
Chang Ying was slightly taken aback. Unable to resist looking up out of curiosity, he saw that the Emperor had somehow already leaned back in his golden nanmu chair.
His handsome face was framed by slightly narrowed peach blossom eyes, a hint of displeasure lurking between his brows, and his thin, crimson lips parted slightly.
"Did that ugly thing cry because it felt wronged?"
"yes."
Changying had been following Helian Nie for quite some time now, and seeing the Emperor's expression, he understood everything. Inwardly, he felt a pang of sympathy for Consort Lian.
In this vast palace, everyone knows that the Emperor dotes on the little princess, yet Consort Lian is unable to accept her fate.
"..."
An eerie silence fell over the imperial study, and the longer the silence, the lower the long eagle's head bowed.
"Asleep?"
Suddenly, this seemingly random sentence rang out. Luckily, Changying had been by Helian Nie's side for a long time; otherwise, he might not have understood its meaning.
"Not yet, the little princess is looking at her sketchbook."
According to the guard, the little princess was quite happy, talking to herself and rolling around on the bed.
Thinking of this, Changying's tense and hard face softened a little, and he wanted his daughter.
Helian Niejun's face darkened. A sketchbook? Where did this ugly thing get a sketchbook? Didn't the people we sent last time confiscate it? A bunch of useless trash!
He stood up and strode toward the door of the Imperial Study. Changying was stunned for a moment before he realized what was happening and followed Helian Nie's footsteps. Was the Emperor going to find the little princess?
In Yongqing Palace,
After fantasizing about the three handsome men the pretty older sister would send tomorrow, Sisi wiped away non-existent drool from the corner of her mouth.
I picked up the sketchbook again and started looking at it. Oh my, the storybook my eldest brother gave me this time is pretty good! It's about a domineering prince falling in love with me~
Yeah, yeah, this little cutie is best at these melodramatic Mary Sue plots!
While complaining about how melodramatic it is, I can't help but want to watch it. Hahaha, this damn love story!
Two tall, dark figures from the Helian clan leaped nimbly over the palace wall. Don't ask why; they were the villainous tyrant and his lackey, Chang Ying.
The hidden guards in Yongqing Palace noticed someone climbing over the wall, drew their swords, and were about to rush forward and kill him without leaving a trace.
By the flickering palace lanterns along the corridor, a closer look revealed the Emperor and his chief, as well as the corners of the mouths of the guards beneath their black-clothed masks.
With a sharp tug, the figure that was about to emerge was silently hidden back in, and the drawn sword was pressed back down.
Excuse me, please continue.
A dignified and supremely noble emperor of the Northern Yin, and a dignified leader of his personal guards and secret agents...
They actually stooped to thieves and climbed over walls at night. The thoughts of those in power are indeed beyond the comprehension of those who are subordinates.
As soon as they landed, Changying wanted to go into the palace with Helian Nie, because he also wanted to see the little princess.
Helian Nie stopped in his tracks, turned back and gave Chang Ying a chilling, sinister look. His meaning was clear.
I went in to see my daughter, what are you doing following me? If you don't know what's good for you, get lost!
Long Eagle: "..."
He silently withdrew his forward steps, leaped onto the roof, looked up at the bright moon, and felt a chill run through him.
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