Yue'er hesitated, because the Emperor should be having breakfast now and would be going to the morning court soon. If the little princess went there now, it was hard to say whether the Emperor would see her.
Seeing how anxious Helian Si was, Yue'er picked him up and carried him towards the Wolong Palace.
"Sigh, I wonder what the little princess wants to see the emperor about. If she goes there so rashly and the emperor doesn't see her, she'll be heartbroken."
Having spent the last few days together, Consort Lian had genuinely grown fond of Helian Si, this sensible and adorable little princess. Seeing Helian Si like this now…
She couldn't help but stand up and follow a few steps. Watching Yue'er carrying Helian Si's figure getting further and further away, Consort Lian gently shook her head and said with concern.
Upon hearing this, Helian Ci's long eyelashes drooped slightly, casting a shadow that obscured the thoughts swirling in his dark, deep eyes.
Beneath the embroidered robe resting on the armrest of the wheelchair, long, pale fingers gently traced the patterns on the dagger.
Was it that woman Wen Changle who caused trouble for the little coward, or was the little coward sent to some country for a political marriage?
At the age of five, Helian Nie had already degenerated to such a state?
But no matter which one it is, it's something he can't change or control right now. His dark eyes darkened, and drops of scarlet blood oozed from his long, pale fingers, just as alluring and eerie as his exceptionally red lips.
He really was tired of this feeling of helplessness.
Meanwhile,
Yue'er rushed as fast as she could, and finally managed to reach the Wolong Palace with Helian Si in her arms before Helian Nie finished his breakfast.
When the guards at the palace gate came in to report, Changying looked at the two figures, one large and one small, at the gate with some surprise, then turned around and went into the palace to report to Helian Nie.
Helian Nie was having a meal. Although he was the only one eating, the table was filled with exquisite dishes. Considering the extravagant decoration of the Wolong Palace, it was not surprising at all.
Upon hearing Changying's report, Helian Nie raised his eyebrows slightly, a hint of confusion flashing across his handsome face.
He had sent people to monitor Yongqing Palace, so he knew that this ugly thing would stubbornly refuse to get up until the sun was high in the sky.
"Let her in."
Helian Nie slowly took a sip of seafood porridge and spoke in a lazy tone.
"Yes." Changying accepted the order and quickly led Yue'er and Helian Si into the Wolong Palace.
Upon seeing her own child, Mou Sisi struggled to get down from Yue'er's arms, then hopped over on her short legs and ran to hug Helian Nie's long legs.
Before Helian Nie could react, everyone in the hall heard the little girl's exaggeratedly mournful voice, almost like a cuckoo crying blood, trembling with sobs.
"Father, I am guilty! Waaah! I have come to beg for forgiveness from you, Father!"
Helian Nie: "..."
His handsome, devilish face twitched slightly between his brows. His narrow, almond-shaped eyes looked at the little bundle of joy clinging to his leg, wiping tears and snot all over his dragon robe.
God knows how much willpower he mustered at that moment to not kick that ugly thing away, given his usual ruthless and cruel nature.
"release."
Helian Nie practically spat out those two words through gritted teeth. Since ascending the throne, he had never imagined that he could be so tolerant of people.
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