I Don't Want to Be a Concubine

The gaze of Baili Jiajue was filled with an intense coldness, but Jing Wu Hope was too engrossed to notice its profound meaning.

Helian Jiao'er glanced at Baili Jia Jue's profile and saw a schadenfreude-filled smile on his lips, clearly showing impatience from the Third Highness.

Baili Jia Jue furrowed his thick eyebrows, subtly revealing a trace of displeasure.

Helian Weiwei remained composed, as if she was accustomed to such situations, ready to punish anyone who dared to cross her.

She understood that these people were eagerly awaiting a spectacle, curious to see how the Third Prince would reprimand her for her lack of understanding of protocol.

But she didn't care. She was the kind of person who struck when the time was right, and she couldn't bear to see an innocent person being bullied.

And so, she playfully pinched the little bun's face.

The sensation of the soft touch was delightful!

However, she couldn't understand why the Third Prince regarded her with a gaze that seemed to say "strange aunt," mixed with a hint of familiarity and playfulness.

Before she could examine his expression closely, the tall man had already withdrawn his gaze. With half of his silver mask covering his face, no emotions could be discerned. He reclined in a lazy and luxurious posture, casually beckoning, "Come here."

Wait... Who is the Third Prince calling?

Before anyone could react, they witnessed the little bun instantly running over, shouting, "Brother!"

Brother???

The crimson color drained from Helian Jiao'er's face.

Everyone's expressions froze.

Even Helian Weiwei raised an eyebrow unexpectedly. She hadn't anticipated this snack to be from the royal family. It was quite surprising. This little senior brother usually appeared more like a martial artist than someone from the palace.

"Hmm," Baili Jia Jue responded casually, twirling the ring on his finger. His tone remained indifferent as always. "Master Jing, would you kindly explain where the Seventh Prince crashed into the main hall? Take your time."

Jing Wu Hopeless trembled, his entire body stiff with fear, his legs trembling, and he wanted nothing more than to kneel down!

Baili Jia Jue mocked him with his gaze, but his words were directed at Sun Gonggong. "Sun Gonggong."

"Here, Your Highness." Sun Gonggong bowed down obediently.

Baili Jiajue's voice remained cool and composed as ever. "Inform Minister Fang that I will personally pay him a visit within three days and search his residence."

"Yes," Sun Gonggong replied, his skin tightening.

Fang Tingting was dumbfounded, struck by lightning. She fell to her knees with a thud. "Your Highness! My father has always been an honest and upright official. You can't do this! You can't!"

Baili Jia Jue fed a piece of jerky to the little bun and then turned back, seemingly smiling. "Honest and upright official? Well..."

As soon as Helian Jiao'er heard this, she knew it was bad. She wanted to stop Fang Tingting from speaking further, but she didn't want to get involved in this mess.

Fang Tingting had always been spoiled by her family and blurted out in panic, "Father has done so much for the court. What's wrong with collecting some silver!"

Upon hearing this, Jing Wu Hopeless also grew anxious. Why was this Miss Fang so foolish!

Things were about to take a turn for the worse!

Yawning, Helian Weiwei realized she had to deal with the consequences of aligning herself with the wrong side earlier. She lightly laughed and instructed the people behind her, "Tell the kitchen to prepare more dishes. Let the Seventh Prince enjoy a good meal."

Then, she smiled at Baili Kongchen.

However, the little boy didn't respond favorably and pouted. "Brother, there's no need to trouble the cook. I just want to eat meat buns."

Helian Jiao'er's raised hand froze, and her forced smile almost faltered.

Helian Mei quickly came to her rescue. "Second sister, the Seventh Prince is truly sensible. When I was a child, I ate whatever I wanted, never thinking that the kitchen staff had to work hard."

"Hmm, I didn't know the little senior brother's identity before. I thought he was truly mature and sensible. His actions were quite adorable when he was so hungry earlier," Helian Jiao'er added, shamelessly changing her tune and praising the little bun while mocking the villain in front of her.

Helian Weiwei grew tired of such flattery. After finishing her meal, she simply lay her head on the nearby desk and began to doze off, completely forgetting about the selection of concubines.

The little bun sitting next to Baili Jia Jue observed her for a while and then turned back to him, saying, "Brother, look at her. She fell asleep again, as if she has no interest in becoming an imperial princess."

"Hmm," Baili Jia Jue responded indifferently, devoid of any discernible joy or anger. But beneath the silver mask, his narrow eyes seemed devoid of warmth, cold and somewhat empty...