Helian You's voice was undeniably powerful and resounding.
Everyone present in the Yongqing Palace courtyard was stunned by what they heard.
Having spent every day in the imperial court vying for power with a group of cunning old foxes, Wenren Yu was the first to realize what was happening.
But it would have been better if he hadn't realized it yet; once he did, the Prime Minister was completely flustered.
She picked up the fan that had fallen onto her lap and used it to cover her face, not daring to look at the Emperor's expression. In her heart, she wanted nothing more than to find a block of tofu and smash her head against it.
Oh my, look how bold this little brat has become! Does he even know who he's standing in front of?
That's the Emperor! The Emperor!
In this world, the only one who dares to challenge the Emperor like this is probably my own arrogant little brat.
No wonder the ancients often said that a newborn calf is not afraid of a tiger. Oh dear, this is truly a terrible thing!
Helian Nie narrowed his peach blossom eyes slightly, looking at the third brat in front of him, whose chubby face was serious, whose little fists were clenched, and who was speaking with a righteous air.
To be honest, six-year-old Helian You was somewhat afraid of his father, the emperor.
After all, his own uncle had taught him countless times that his father was a ruthless and heartless man who would devour people without spitting out the bones.
Although he thought his uncle was similar, he was certain his uncle wasn't as powerful as his father, the Emperor. Therefore, his father was the most terrifying.
Thinking it over, she instinctively took a small step back, then looked up and saw Helian Si staring at her with a surprised expression.
Helian You, with his fair, round face, pursed his lips, clenched his little fists, and mustered his courage to take two more steps forward.
His dark, bright eyes looked at Helian Nie with neither arrogance nor servility, yet there was a tragic air about him going forth, never to return.
This subtle movement caught Helian Nie's eye, and a slow, curved smile appeared on his handsome, thin, crimson lips.
The third brat's performance today was somewhat unexpected.
Helian Sisi, who had been sitting next to Helian Nie, finally got a clear look at his little one's slowly rising lips.
The little one, Sisi, felt a jolt in her heart, a shudder run through her little body, and alarm bells rang loudly inside her head.
The little one smiled and exclaimed, "Oh my god, oh my god, something terrible is about to happen!"
Since it concerned her own taciturn third brother, Sisi was quick-witted. She sat up straight, using both her hands and feet, and plopped down in Helian Nie's lap.
Chubby little hands wrapped around Helian Nie's neck, his rosy little face quickly putting on a fawning, sycophantic smile, his sweet, soft voice stammering.
"Father, Father! Um, the weather is so nice today, haha~"
As Sisi spoke, she winked at Helian You, "Third brother, run! Run! If you don't run, Father will eat you!"
Helian You tilted his head, his chubby little face furrowing even more deeply, his six-year-old heart filled with great doubt and worry:
What happened to the little princess's eyes?
This adorable little face really worried Helian Sisi. Why couldn't his third brother understand what Sisi meant?
Oh dear! This little cutie is so anxious!
Helian Nie, who watched the two dolls perform the whole time: "..."
Right under my nose, do these two brats think their father is blind?
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