The whole family is reborn, and their five-year-old child becomes the darling of the entire capital.

The Empress Dowager looked thoughtfully at Xiao Yuxi, who was standing by the city wall waving to the departing soldiers.

The capital had been shrouded in gloom for over a month, but the clouds and fog cleared up the moment she ran over to call for her second sister.

Last time, it was also after this little girl left that she avoided the assassination attempt by the National Temple. However, she was accidentally captured and exposed the hideout that the Sand Kingdom had set up in the Moon Kingdom.

Thinking about it this way, this little girl might really be a being from the Kingdom of Wangyue.

The Empress Dowager lowered her head to look at the somewhat timid Crown Prince. The Emperor had to return; nothing could go wrong. She had meticulously planned for so long; how could she simply hand over the throne like this?

"Little girl, come here." The Empress Dowager smiled, released the Crown Prince's hand, and raised her hand towards Xiao Yuxi.

Xiao Yuxi looked at her aunt and saw her aunt nodding at her.

Only then did he cautiously and slowly approach the Empress Dowager.

The Empress Dowager hadn't really looked at this little girl before, but now that she saw her, she looked remarkably like Mu Siyi, the girl from the Mu family who had caused a sensation in the capital a few years ago.

The little girl has rosy lips and white teeth, but she looks a bit thin.

The Empress Dowager held the little maid's hand and saw the thin calluses on her hand. She thought of what the maid had told her about her experience a few days ago. Her hands had indeed become whiter, but the calluses would take some time to disappear.

Those people are quite bold.

"Is she six years old yet?" The Empress Dowager looked down at the little girl, then at the Crown Prince who was standing shyly behind her clothes.

Xiao Yuxi spread her fingers one by one, holding up five fingers. "Xixi is five years old, but... I don't think she's six yet, right? Xixi has never had a birthday celebration..."

Xiao Yuxi pursed her lips, remembering that everyone else had a birthday except her.

"You're still young. The Crown Prince will be attending the Imperial Academy. You're about the same age, so you can get to know each other better."

Xiao Yuxi looked up blankly at the boy, who was a head taller than her and wearing a bright yellow python robe, whose head was the only part of his body visible behind the Empress Dowager.

She blinked, looking somewhat bewildered.

Mu Yunshang smiled and shielded Xiao Yuxi behind her, saying with a smile, "Mother, the ministers are still waiting."

Mu Yunshang only breathed a sigh of relief after the Empress Dowager and the Crown Prince left.

She didn't know why the Empress Dowager had set her sights on Yu Xi, but in the palace, the Mu family only needed one Yu Xi.

Mu Yunshang turned around and tidied the little girl's hair, which had been ruffled by the wind. "Xixi's birthday is the second day of the eighth month."

This is a day she will never forget.

"Is the second day of the eighth lunar month still a long way off?" Little Yu Xi asked, tilting her head back and tugging at her older sister's sleeve.

"It won't be long, it should be around the time your second sister comes back."

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"Yes, just like that, Xixi wrote very well." Mu Yunchao smiled and corrected Xiaoyuxi's pen-holding posture.

At this point, more than half a month had passed since Yunnan left.

Yun Chao originally planned to let Xi Xi enter the National Academy first, but later discovered that Xiao Yu Xi had never touched a calligraphy brush since she was a child, and the few characters she knew were taught to her by the Duchess herself. If she were to enter the National Academy directly, she was afraid that she would not be able to keep up at all, so she thought of having her learn quickly in these short ten days.

So they simply grabbed Mu Yunchen and had him practice calligraphy with Xiao Yuxi.

Mu Yunchen, utterly dejected, picked up a brush and scribbled aimlessly.

In his previous life, he couldn't stand reading the Four Books and Five Classics, so he switched to learning martial arts. His handwriting was so bad that even he couldn't bear to look at it.

"Come on, here's a horizontal stroke followed by a rising stroke. Yes, very well written." Mu Yunchao taught Xiao Yuxi with encouragement almost the entire time.

Turning her head, she saw Mu Yunchen lounging in a corner, drawing cats, and her eyes turned cold. She picked up the calligraphy Mu Yunchen had written.

"Spring worms and autumn snakes, it's an eyesore. Start all over again!" Mu Yunchao threw his scribbles at him.

Mu Yunchen, his face full of indignation, pointed at Xiao Yuxi's messy handwriting, then at his own handwriting, which, although particularly ugly, was at least somewhat neat. "Second brother, can you stop being so biased? Are you serious? Is her handwriting any better than mine?"

He's been writing for over a decade longer than this little girl. Even if his handwriting isn't pretty, it doesn't warrant such a belittling, does it?

Xiao Yuxi looked up, unfolded her paper, and held it up vertically with both hands. "Xixi's writing is very beautiful!"

"Well, it's beautiful."

Looking at the crooked, illegible characters on the paper, Mu Yunchen asked in utter disbelief, "Second Brother, how could you possibly praise this?"

Mu Yunchao ignored him, took the words that Xiao Yuxi held up, and nodded with great satisfaction, "Xixi can write her own name now, that's great."

Mu Yunchen: How exactly did you figure out that the blob of ink she wrote was her name?

Mu Yunchen: I don't understand and I'm greatly shocked e-(?д??)

Xiao Yuxi's big eyes lit up when she was praised, and she eagerly picked up the brush to write on the paper.

Mu Yunchen's face was full of resentment.

Mu Yunchao curled her index finger and lightly tapped his forehead. "How old is she? How old are you? You're not allowed to leave this room until you've copied this page of Buddhist scripture neatly three times today."

Mu Yunchen: I have no will to live...

Why is it that she learns to write names or the names of various snacks, but he learns Buddhist scriptures?

This small class teaching is far too poor, isn't it?

Xiao Yuxi obediently held the brush and wrote carefully, stroke by stroke.

However, she could never control the pressure of the brush properly, and every now and then she would spill a large blob of ink.

But Xiao Yuxi was still very confident. "Well, it's okay. My second brother said it took him seven days to learn to write. I only took half a day to learn how to hold a pen. As long as there are fewer ink blots, I'll be considered to have learned to write!"

Xiao Yuxi's eyes sparkled, as if she could see a bright future.

Mu Yunchen slowly copied the Buddhist scriptures, glancing at the energetic Xiao Yuxi. He couldn't quite understand; if she mastered her calligraphy, she would be going to the National Academy.

It's not something that can be solved simply by practicing calligraphy; you have to learn everything, from geography and mathematics to medical principles.

Those who graduated from the National Academy were all proficient in poetry, prose, and calligraphy; if they excelled in all subjects, they were basically destined to become the top scholars in the imperial examinations.

The eldest sister, Mu Yunshang, and the second brother, Mu Yunchao, both came from here.

So why can't we give one of the many geniuses in the world a chance to lie down and relax?

Reading a book takes away half your life; he's already in debt...

Mu Yunchao tapped his head, "You should learn from your sister. You're completely ignorant and have an improper attitude."

"Second brother, you know me. If I could study, I wouldn't be running to the military camp every day!" Mu Yunchen said with a grin, quietly putting down his pen and sneaking out the door when he had the chance.

Mu Yunchao didn't even look at him, but grabbed his collar and pulled him back to his original position. "It's because you don't study that you're so stupid as to jump into a trap even when you know it's one. And yet you don't know how to study hard, and you don't even feel ashamed."