141. I would call you the world's number one genius.

Sitting in Xie Wenling's carriage on the way home from school, the second brother was still sighing, "Since ancient times, of all things, love has hurt people the most..."

He tilted his head slightly to look at the sky and said melancholically, "My whole life has been like walking on thin ice. Do you think I can ever reach the other side?"

Little dumpling: "Second brother! You're great! You're the best!"

Second brother: "Some people, as they walk along, just drift apart, without even saying goodbye."

Little dumpling: "Second brother, Yue'er will stay with you!"

Second brother: "That year, when the apricot blossoms were in bloom and the rain was light, you said you were my good brother, and I believed you. But perhaps it was all a mistake from the very beginning."

Little dumpling: "It's not wrong!"

Second brother: "Memories are like a dull knife, slowly cutting into my heart..."

Little dumpling: "Second brother, don't cry, don't cry."

Second brother: "The brotherhood we once shared..."

Xie Wenling: "Shut up."

"Huh?" The second brother's melancholy was interrupted.

“I can’t take it anymore, shut up,” Xie Wenling said, he really couldn’t stand it anymore. “If you say anything weird again, you can get off the carriage and walk back by yourself.”

The second brother opened his mouth angrily.

Xie Wenling swept his gaze across her.

The second brother angrily shut his mouth.

Garlic Bird, Garlic Bird, those who know when to yield are the wise ones, he won't stoop to his level.

That boring adult clearly hasn't experienced the same profound trauma as him.

Hmph~

The second brother rummaged through his small backpack and saw the copying paper that the Grand Tutor had given him.

Now I'm genuinely worried: "Oh no, my brother's going to be angry again... I'm not going to get beaten up, am I?"

[Task triggered]

Kim Li-chi has encountered some trouble.

At this moment, seeing his overwhelmed and helpless expression, you decide—

[Let's cause him some more trouble.]

[Task: Give him a little more trouble]

[Reward: Basic Healing Talisman]

The system has assigned another task to the little dumpling.

However, after reading it, the little dumpling disagreed with the system aunt's idea for the first time.

She should help her second brother, not cause trouble; that's wrong!

The little dumpling racked her brains, trying to help her second brother solve this problem. Suddenly, an idea struck her: "Second brother! Yue'er has a solution!"

"What's the solution?" The second brother immediately perked up.

"Big sister's handwriting is so beautiful! Yue'er will go ask big sister for a piece, and then second brother can say he wrote it himself!"

The second brother's eyes widened: "W-can this really work?"

"Of course!" the little dumpling nodded confidently. "The Grand Tutor definitely won't recognize him!"

"Little sister, you're so smart!" The second brother picked up the little dumpling and exclaimed, "I'd call you the world's number one genius!"

He happily imagined the Grand Tutor's surprised expression, completely unaware that there was anything wrong with it.

The little dumpling grinned, revealing a set of tiny teeth, and nodded in satisfaction: "Mmm, Yue'er is smart! Yue'er is a genius!"

Xie Wenling, who had overheard everything, hesitated before finally saying nothing and pretending not to have heard.

Well, let him suffer some losses on his own.

-

The Duke of Anguo's Mansion.

"Big sister—"

The door creaked open, and Lin Lingrong poked her head out: "Princess? Did you come to visit me?"

The little dumpling beckoned mysteriously: "Big sister, come here~"

Lin Lingrong went outside in confusion, only to see the little dumpling pull out a piece of candy from her bosom and give it to her as a bribe: "Big sister, could you give Yue'er a paper duck covered with writing? The prettiest kind!"

"What do you need this for?" Lin Lingrong asked curiously.

"I...I want to learn big sister's handwriting!" She tugged at Lin Lingrong's sleeve and shook it. "Please~"

"Sure, sure, I have plenty." Lin Lingrong said helplessly, leading her into the study.

On the table lay a newly copied calligraphy model, its small regular script neat and elegant.

The little dumpling rushed over with a "Wow!": "Moon wants this one!"

Lin Lingrong carefully selected the one with the driest ink, and couldn't help but ask again, "So what do you need this for?"

The little dumpling carefully rolled up the paper and hid it in her bosom, shaking her head like a rattle: "Yue'er will learn by herself! I promise I won't show it to anyone else!"

After saying that, she ran off in a flash, leaving Lin Lingrong staring at her retreating figure in deep thought.

So you're going to show it to someone else?

I don't understand.

Forget it, I don't want to think about it anymore.

She shook her head and turned back to practice calligraphy.

-

The residence of the Marquis of Beiding.

The little dumpling, clutching the precious piece of paper, sneaked into the mansion like a little mouse stealing oil.

Just as I rounded the corridor, I bumped into my mother pruning the flower branches.

"Yue'er?" Jiang Xiyue put down the scissors. "Why are you running so fast? Look at all that sweat."

As he spoke, he took out a handkerchief to wipe her face.

The little dumpling hurriedly took two steps back, her little hands tightly covering her chest, afraid that her mother would discover the paper she had hidden there: "N-nothing! I just went to play for a while!"

Jiang Xiyue was surprised by her reaction: "No wonder you came back later than your second brother. Your eldest brother is still looking for you... Why are you so nervous?"

The little dumpling stammered, "Yue'er, Yue'er is going to find Second Brother first!"

Even though the little dumpling is small, it knows that this matter must not be discovered.

After all, this is related to whether my second brother will be able to avoid doing extra homework.

She'll eat spicy food for her older brother!

"Why are you in such a hurry?" Jiang Xiyue looked at the little dumpling who turned and ran away in a panic with surprise.

As the little girl turned around, she almost bumped into Jin Qizhi, who had come looking for her: "What's wrong, little sister? Slow down. By the way, little sister, Dad should be back soon, shall we go to the door to greet him?... Hmm? What are you hiding in your arms?"

"No!" The little dumpling put her hands behind her back and shook her head like a rattle-drum. "Nothing at all!"

Jin Qizhi narrowed his eyes: "Could it be that you're helping that brat Li Zhi do bad things again?"

"No, that's not it!" the little dumpling stamped her foot in frustration. "It's because Yue'er wants to practice calligraphy!"

"Practicing calligraphy?" The mother and son both looked at her bulging collar. "What's going on?"

"Oh no!" The little dumpling covered its mouth and ran away, only to bump into the arms of the Marquis of Beiding, who had just entered through the door.

"Ouch!" Marquis Beiding picked up his youngest daughter. "What happened? Was there a tiger chasing us?"

The little boy buried his face in his father's shoulder, feeling very sad.

She's really amazing!

She escaped her mother and older brother, and she escaped her older brother and father.

She's too spicy!

The little dumpling's voice was muffled, and she lay limply like a pancake: "Daddy... Yue'er is tired and wants to sleep..."

Jiang Xiyue smiled and shook her head: "Just now she was full of energy and said she was going to find Lizhi."

Jin Qizhi walked over and was about to speak when he suddenly noticed a corner of a piece of paper peeking out from under the little dumpling's clothes.

"What is this?" He instinctively reached out to pull it out.

The little dumpling let out a "woof" and was suddenly wide awake. It stretched out its little hands to grab the food, and the Marquis of Beiding was completely unprepared. The little dumpling was easily pulled away by Jin Qizhi's strength.

As a result, the little dumpling ended up hanging on her brother's arm.

"Oh my God!" This action startled Marquis Beiding and Jin Qizhi. Marquis Beiding quickly reached out and hugged his daughter, afraid that she would fall.

Jin Qizhi was so frightened that she quickly let go: "I won't watch anymore, I won't watch anymore. It's all my fault, brother. Please don't scare people like that."

Jiang Xiyue also stepped forward and breathed a sigh of relief when she saw that the little dumpling was being held firmly by the Marquis of Beiding. She smiled and said, "Yue'er has grown up and will have her own little secrets now."

"Mmm, it's a secret!" The little dumpling nodded emphatically. "Adults aren't allowed to peek! And big brothers aren't allowed either!"

"Okay, okay, I won't peek anymore. You naughty child, you can't be so naughty in the future." Jiang Xiyue tapped her little nose.

"Be a good girl, and be a good girl too, adults, don't look." The little dumpling also reached out her little hand to touch her mother's nose.

Then he nodded in satisfaction.

And so, they reached an agreement.