The night was clear and the stars were few. The cold, silvery light of the bright moon shone on the vast palace. The emperor's entourage passed through the imperial garden, which was surrounded by artificial hills, flowing water, and beautiful flowers.
The procession was grand and imposing, yet quiet; the only sounds were the footsteps of those walking and the occasional chirping of insects among the grass and flowers.
The lanterns carried by the palace servants, bearing the imperial insignia, illuminated the path beneath their feet and bathed the brocade flowers in the imperial garden in a soft, warm golden glow.
However,
"Ha, achoo~!"
A sweet, childlike sneeze suddenly broke the tranquil atmosphere of the summer night.
The culprit, a certain Sisi, sniffed guiltily, her fluffy little head silently muttering to herself:
I didn't hear you, I didn't hear you, I didn't hear you! It's not Sisi, it's not Sisi! Sisi has already passed out! It's not Sisi, it's not Sisi! Ugh, it's all because these flowers smell too good! Humph!
However, the slightly trembling eyelashes on her rosy face clearly revealed the little girl's little thoughts.
Helian Nie's brow furrowed slightly, and he momentarily doubted whether the ugly thing in his arms was truly his offspring. How could it be so stupid and clumsy?
He had been holding him in one arm, but now Helian Nie was clearly disgusted by him. He rubbed his temples and parted his thin lips slightly.
"Long Eagle".
The tiny Helian Mousi froze, her small body stiffening, her trembling, curled eyelashes shaking even more violently.
My little one, calm down, calm down! Don't feed Sisi to the snakes, waaaaah, no way, no way!
Fortunately, the villainous tyrant didn't actually go so far as to order Changying to throw Helian Si to the back mountain to feed the snakes.
Instead, he disdainfully tossed the feigned unconscious Helian in his arms to Changying, instructing Changying to take the little girl back to Yongqing Palace.
Changying was usually a cold-faced guard who killed without mercy with his sword; he had never held a child before. The only time he had ever held one was...
Just like last time, we pulled Helian Si, who had fallen into the water, out of the lotus pond. Note that we lifted him out by the back of his collar with one hand.
Suddenly, a tiny, soft bundle appeared in his arms, leaving Changying somewhat flustered; his tall frame stiffened completely.
No matter where he put his hands, it felt wrong; he was afraid of dropping the delicate little princess in his arms. His already tense face...
At this moment, the tension was comparable to that of a frozen river in the dead of winter. Gritting his teeth, he strode forward and quickly headed towards Yongqing Palace.
Helian Mousi's eyelids twitched, and he secretly opened his eyes a crack, only to see the taut, hard jawline of the long eagle.
On her rosy little face, her slightly pouting lips pursed. *Pfft*, Sisi really didn't want to laugh.
The tiny, pink, pointed ears twitched, filled with the whistling of the wind. The little girl was filled with wonder.
Wow, light-footed kung fu is amazing! When will Sisi be able to experience walking on water?
Yongqing Palace
Because the little princess and the second prince had not yet returned, all the palace lanterns were still lit, casting their glow under the eaves.
Yue'er sat on a bamboo stool, propping her chin up with her hand and nodding her head slowly, seemingly waiting for the little princess and the second prince to return to the palace.
Just as Yue'er's half-closed eyelids were about to droop completely, a cold wind swept in front of her, and in the blink of an eye, the long eagle appeared in front of Yue'er.
In an instant, Yue'er was wide awake, and she jumped up from the bamboo stool, bowed to Changying, and was full of energy.
"This servant greets the Chief Guard!"
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