Yun Duoduo was a little dazed. How old was she? She was already being called "auntie".
Listening to the sound of rain pattering on banana leaves outside, she felt a sense of tranquility, like the poetic imagery of "listening to the rain pattering on banana leaves," a truly wonderful feeling.
It seems she has been in this ancient world of Nanyang for over ten years now. Here, she has her own family, her own friends, and has even become the leader of the assassination squad.
I can't help but sigh at how quickly time flies.
Time really flies!
Although there's no hot pot, barbecue, or crayfish here, no air conditioning, Wi-Fi, or watermelon, she feels happiness now—the kind of happiness that comes from being with her family and facing difficulties and challenges together.
Why are you all wet?
Yun Duoduo noticed that Yun Shaomu's head and outer robe looked wet, as if they had been soaked by rain.
The once clean white outer robe was now covered with black mud at the hem.
"It's raining outside, and you came without an umbrella?"
Yun Duoduo grabbed the blanket next to her and slung it over Yun Shaomu's head, but the blanket was too big and Yun Shaomu's head was too small. The blanket completely covered his tiny body.
"Ninth Aunt, didn't you say that rain makes Xiaoyu grow taller?!"
Yun Shaomu spoke from under the blanket, his voice muffled and somewhat indistinct.
Yun Duoduo scratched her head, seemingly not remembering whether she had said those words.
"Aunt Xiang, take her to change her clothes."
Yun Duoduo took the blanket down and turned to look at A Xiang, who was watching Yun Shaomu with a smile.
Ah Xiang nodded and led Yun Shaomu behind the screen. Suddenly, Yun Duoduo remembered something and called out to Yun Shaomu.
"You son of a bitch..."
Yun Duoduo originally wanted to say, "Your third uncle is here too, why didn't you say goodbye before leaving?" But then she felt that it was really strange to say that.
It would be more appropriate to call him Third Imperial Uncle.
In modern times, people usually address each other as "uncle," "grandpa," or "elder brother," but in the palace, calling someone "Third Imperial Uncle" was the safest option.
“Your third uncle is also here.”
"Say goodbye before you leave."
Yun Duoduo believes that it is essential to teach children proper etiquette when they are young and help them develop good habits.
"Third Imperial Uncle? Where is he?"
Yun Shaomu was walking inside when he heard this. He quickly turned around to prepare to bow, but after looking around, he did not see Yun Yishu. He looked at the somewhat empty front hall with a blank expression.
There were only Yun Duoduo, A Xiang, and a few palace maids standing at the door.
"Huh? It was just here a moment ago!"
Yun Duoduo looked around and, sure enough, didn't see Yun Yishu.
"Third brother, where have you gone?"
At this moment, Yun Yishu had already walked out of the front hall. He was attracted by the chirping of the parrot in the side hall.
"good morning!"
"good afternoon!"
The parrot kept calling out.
Yun Yishu stood behind Jin Zhuangzhuang with his hands behind his back, watching Jin Zhuangzhuang squatting on the ground, fiddling with something.
He recalled every meeting with Jin Zhuangzhuang, and it seemed that the little fool was always squatting on the ground, always sticking his butt out and digging in the dirt.
"Silly boy."
"How are these insects and birds I gave you? Not bad, right?"
Yun Yishu looked at the jars and cages filled with insects in the room with a bit of pride, and closed his eyes to listen to the chorus of insects and birds.
Upon hearing the words "little idiot," Jin Zhuangzhuang knew that it was that treacherous Yun Yishu again.
Without turning her head or saying a word, she continued to feed her insects and birds.
"you……"
Why are you ignoring me, the prince?
Are you still angry?
Yun Yishu felt a little embarrassed when Jin Zhuangzhuang ignored him.
[Fine, if they don't want to talk to me, then so be it. This prince won't waste his energy.]
Yun Yishu scratched his head and returned to the front hall, preparing to continue talking with Yun Duoduo about the money exchange.
My little silly child is unhappy, how can I cheer them up?
Could it be that the cricket really did keep her company every night, and after it left, she began to suffer from insomnia and loss of appetite?
Yun Yishu felt a pang of sadness. He could almost sense what it would be like for him to lose his dearest friend.
The side hall is very close to the main hall, just a few steps away from Julu.
He knew that Yun Duoduo had been unhappy these days because of the unexpected marriage, so he was thinking about how to cheer him up.
A few days ago at Duoduo Money Exchange, Kang Qiming suggested that we announce to the public that Yun Duoduo was already engaged, and then cancel the engagement once the King of Western Chu stopped insisting.
Therefore, it is likely that the King of Western Chu would not marry a woman who has been married before.
Yun Yishu thought this method was excellent and planned to discuss it with Yun Duoduo.
"Oh, my second nephew is here too!"
As soon as Yun Yishu entered the room, he heard the little devil's voice. Without even looking at his appearance, he knew that this child was definitely not the composed eldest prince.
"Third Imperial Uncle!"
Yun Shaomu called out crisply.
As soon as Yun Shaomu finished speaking, a series of sounds, like pearls falling onto a jade plate, filled the air.
His belt came undone, his outer robe came off, and the copper coins, silver dollars, and gold leaves on his body fell to the ground with a clatter.
Yun Shaomu was stunned by what he saw.
Oh no, I got a little too excited and forgot I was carrying so many gold, silver, and copper coins.
【Yun Shaomu, huh? You're so cocky now!】
If Aunt Jiu finds out what I've done, I'll definitely have to do horse stance for another hour!
Yun Duoduo and Yun Yishu were clearly startled by the noise, and then they looked at each other.
What is that sound?
The two went around to the back of the screen and saw Yun Shaomu standing there blankly, his face flushed, looking completely helpless.
Ah Xiang, who was standing next to him, also looked at the ground in surprise.
On the ground were dozens of brand-new, round copper coins, gleaming gold leaves, and shiny silver dollars.
"Good heavens, are copper coins falling from the sky?"
"Second nephew, don't you feel uncomfortable carrying so much money on you?"
Immediately, Yun Duoduo frowned, sensing that something was amiss.
Where did you get so much money?
Yun Duoduo looked at the copper coins, silver dollars, and gold leaves on the ground. All of them together were almost equivalent to the salary of a second-rank official for half a year without eating or drinking. How could a prince who was only four or five years old have so much monthly allowance?
(Author's Note: Thank you to Kun Lost, Sky Blue Starry Sea, Xuanxuan Steamed Bun Shop, and Qiezhi Suoji for the positive reviews. Thank you to Shuxiang Shijia Honghui Lianyan and Moshang Yanyu for liking our Duoduo. Thank you for your positive reviews, collections, and recommendations. This is Duoduo's motivation for creating. Duoduo often conceives the plot, writes the first draft, and then polishes it. It's often late at night when I update the story. Seeing my friends reading makes Duoduo really happy. Thank you for your company!)
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