This poem, "Ascending Youzhou Terrace," is one of her favorites. The poem vividly portrays the poet's indignation at being unappreciated despite his talent. Whenever she hears this poem, she feels a deep sense of emotion, and the image of the poet Chen Zi'ang's loneliness and helplessness comes to mind.

"See, I told you my sister could recite poems!" Yun Yibo slapped his thigh, extremely excited, with a look that said, "See, I told you so!"

Looking at her eldest brother's excited expression, Yun Duoduo wondered if he would be just as excited when he taught his children to recite poems in the future.

Yun Yizhong did not express his excitement or surprise, but instead recited more verses while carefully observing Yun Duoduo's reaction.

"A tall tree adorned with jade, with ten thousand strands hanging down like silk ribbons."

"Who cut out these delicate leaves? It was the spring breeze of February, like scissors." Yun Duoduo's soft, sweet voice was very pleasant to listen to.

She glanced out the window; the poem had been quite fitting for spring just two months prior.

Only the three princes and Yun Duoduo were in the bedchamber. Jin Jinzhi was guarding outside. A Xiang went to prepare tea and snacks. In the evening, the several nannies were not in the bedchamber.

That's why she could let her thoughts flow freely, pouring out the poems she had memorized and the books she had read.

"I left home young and returned old, my accent unchanged but my hair gray."

Children meet but do not recognize each other, laughing and asking, "Where do you come from, guest?"

"The sun sets behind the mountains, and the Yellow River flows into the sea."

"To see a thousand miles further, climb one more story."

Back and forth, the clouds answered each other fluently.

However, she was also thinking to herself that since her second brother had memorized so many Tang poems, it was very likely that Song lyrics and Yuan songs were not included here.

"Incredible! Absolutely incredible!" Yun Yishu plopped down on the ground, her face filled with disbelief.

He wiped the sweat from his forehead, his chubby face showing shame and panic; he was under a lot of pressure.

The little princess can recite so many poems, but he himself can't even recite a seven-character quatrain properly.

[Will my younger sister laugh at him when she grows up?!]

When Yun Duoduo heard Yun Yishu's thoughts, she chuckled. It turned out that her third brother was worried about this matter.

"Could my imperial sister be a reincarnation of the God of Literature?!" Yun Yishu felt that only this reason could explain it clearly, otherwise it simply didn't make sense.

"Or perhaps he is a child prodigy reincarnated?"

Yun Yizhong stared at Yun Duoduo, lost in thought.

"Second brother, why aren't you asking anymore?" When Yun Yizhong stopped talking, Yun Yibo patted his shoulder curiously.

"I won't ask anymore, I won't ask anymore, it's time for my sister to go to sleep."

It was as if it were his imagination, but he always felt that when talking about poetry, his younger sister was not sleepy like other children, but rather more energetic.

“Our royal sister is very clever, but we must not make a sound about what happened tonight.” Yun Yizhong made a shushing gesture.

This baby can recite poetry, it's unheard of! If word gets out, the little princess will probably be seen as a monster.

"Hmm, I didn't expect that. Indeed, this matter shouldn't be publicized." Yun Yibo nodded, looking knowing.

"We still can't be too careless," Yun Yibo sighed.

This was the first time Yun Duoduo had seen her eldest brother sigh. Before, even when Empress Zhaoyuan beat or scolded him, he had never been so melancholy.

"Yes, things are different now. The people in the court have no good intentions."

Previously, when Grand Historian Zhen slandered the imperial sister in the main hall, saying that the imperial sister lived a life of extravagance, they were all present. It is clear that there are many people in the court who intend to harm the imperial sister.

Why?

"Royal sister, such an amazing and prestigious thing, why can't it be spread?!" Yun Yishu looked puzzled. He saw that Yun Yibo and Yun Yizhong both had heavy expressions and he didn't understand why.

Just now, you seemed quite happy. Why are you looking so gloomy and resentful now?!

The brat from the Minister of Revenue's family always brags to him about how amazing his sister is. He really wants to show that brat that his sister is the most amazing one!

"You blockhead!" Uncle Yun slapped Yun Yishu on the head.

"Elder brother, I'm not smart to begin with, and you still hit my head!" Yun Yishu looked aggrieved and glared at Yun Yibo.

"Silly girl, if you don't understand, just remember this: no one is allowed to tell anyone about what happened tonight, otherwise, your sister might be in danger!" Yun Yibo said with a serious expression.

Yun Yishu muttered complaints about how his eldest and second brothers disliked him, then looked at Yun Duoduo and pursed his lips tightly, "Keep it a secret, don't tell anyone."

Yun Duoduo yawned widely, and Yun Yibo covered her with a thin blanket. "Royal sister, I'll come to see you again tomorrow!"

Goodbye, little one!

The princes waved to Yun Duoduo and Jin Zhuangzhuang and then left.

After they left Fushuang Palace, a figure flashed past the window. Yun Duoduo felt the candlelight flicker, looked out the window, and assumed it was a palace maid or nanny passing by, so she didn't pay any attention.

...

"Croak, croak!"

"Wow wow wow, buzz buzz buzz!"

The next day, early in the morning, Yun Duoduo was awakened by the chirping of insects and birds outside.

[So noisy!]

Yun Duoduo pulled the blanket over her head and slept for a while. She was covered in sweat and woke up because of the heat.

It's so hot!

This is unbearable!

She was both tired and hot, and felt extremely uncomfortable.

Outside, something—I don't know if it's a frog or something else—keeps croaking incessantly, expressing its loneliness.

"Little princess, you're awake?"

Yun Duoduo, who was a bit irritable, was lying on the bed, feeling angry and upset, when she heard Aunt Xiang's gentle voice.

"Isn't it too hot?" Seeing that Yun Duoduo was covered in sweat, A Xiang took out a handkerchief to wipe her sweat, changed her into a clean set of clothes, and then picked up a round fan and sat down next to her, gently fanning her.

The wind gently caressed the clouds, and her mind returned to peace.

[Waaaaah, Aunt Xiang is so kind!]

Yun Duoduo lay comfortably on the bed and fell asleep again.

...

Inside the Zichen Palace, Yun Beiye looked out the window at the scenery. From the snow-covered winter month to the height of summer, Duoduo would be one year old in a few months.

"Old Zhao, what do you think of Duoduo's first birthday party?" Yun Beiye took a sip of tea. The weather was just too hot, and the chirping of insects and croaking of frogs outside was making people feel irritable.

"Your Majesty, the little princess's first birthday celebration must be a grand affair. In my humble opinion, it would be better to hold it sooner rather than later," Zhao Zhongquan replied, bowing his head.

"Oh? What do you mean?" Yun Beiye looked at him curiously, having never heard of a first birthday celebration being held early before.