When the carriage curtain was lifted, revealing a corner of the crimson dragon robe,
The probing gazes from those officials' carriages widened slightly, and they shuddered, quickly withdrawing their eyes.
The minister was sitting in the carriage. He held onto the side of the carriage, steadying his body, which had almost slumped over from the fright.
Then he hurriedly got up, rushed down from the carriage, and patted off non-existent dust from his clothes.
They exchanged glances with their colleagues who had come down from the area, then hurriedly jogged towards Helian Nie to greet him.
As for the noblewomen of the officials, they avoided suspicion due to the difference between men and women, and since the emperor disliked women getting close, they only dared to bow slightly and perform the Wanfu salute in the direction of Helian Nie by their own carriages.
This process took quite a bit of time, involving two long lectures, before the little ones were finally freed.
They had already come out of the lecture hall, some holding the hands of their servants, and some walking out on their own.
Or they were carried out by servants who accompanied them, and looking around, it actually looked quite proper.
The little ones were visiting the Imperial College for the first time. Seeing their own family's carriage, some frowned, their eyes welling with tears, while others grinned broadly.
In short, I couldn't wait to go up there and either whine or tell my parents about all the grievances I'd had all day.
However,
The scene before them left the group of little kids completely bewildered.
His own father, standing nervously and cautiously around a tall man in a red robe, was smiling obsequiously and saying something.
Her own mother stood beside their carriage, her head bowed, occasionally stealing a glance at her father. Even when she came out, she didn't look in her direction.
Helian Nie was surrounded by five or six ministers, their greetings ringing in his ears. Helian Nie only occasionally gave a faint "hmm."
His handsome, devilish face, with its long, narrow, almond-shaped eyes, fell upon the group of young boys emerging from the Imperial Academy. In just one glance...
Then you see the little dumpling wearing a bright red dress, carrying a small cloth bag, walking out step by step, holding Helian You's short hand.
The chilling aura that had surrounded Helian Nie inexplicably dissipated somewhat, and a barely perceptible smile curved his handsome face and thin, crimson lips.
Ugly thing, but quite obedient.
The little girl, Helian Mousi, hadn't yet seen Helian Nie. She was carrying a cute little cloth bag.
The little boy, with his short hands held by his third brother, took his short legs and walked out of the gate of the Imperial Academy.
On its fluffy little head, two double buns swayed gently with Helian Si's little steps, looking extremely cute.
Her rosy cheeks and bright eyes kept glancing at the rows of official carriages.
Let Sisi see, let Sisi see, where is the carriage that Big Brother and Sisi are taking back to the palace?
Helian You gripped Helian Si's chubby little hand tightly, his fair face displaying a serious and cautious expression.
With so many people around, he had to hold the little princess's hand tightly; he couldn't lose her.
Moreover, with a wicked tutor scheming behind him who is always thinking of abducting the little princess, he has an even greater responsibility to protect her.
Nan Rong Jinghua followed behind the two little children, originally intending to carry the little girl and also bring Helian You along.
However, the little girl refused no matter what she said, insisting on being independent and self-reliant, just like the story the teacher just told.
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