After my whole family overheard my thoughts, they went berserk.

Shi Miaomiao wasn't angry at all.

I sat quietly on the stone bench, waiting for Shi Yunyun's next performance.

Because she knew she had made preparations.

"In the snow, spring arrives, and plum blossoms adorn the jade-like branches. Their fragrant faces are half-open, delicate and charming. In the courtyard, a beautiful woman emerges from her bath, freshly adorned. Perhaps nature has a special intention, thus making the bright moon shine so exquisitely. Let us together admire the golden cup filled with green wine. Do not refuse to get drunk, for this flower cannot compare with any other flower."

This poem impressed the emperor.

The tiny baby standing in front of him looked like a little poet.

He speaks fluently and eloquently.

Shi Yunyun is indeed good at choosing poems. Although this poem is about plum blossoms, it alludes to people. It is said to be about appreciating plum blossoms, but it is actually about self-appreciation.

Silver moonlight, golden wine goblets, pale green wine, and glistening plum blossoms weave together a picture that is instantly etched into people's minds.

Especially the line, "This flower is incomparable to other flowers."

It means that the plum blossom is proud and aloof, but she is also different from others and will not compare herself to the plum blossom.

The emperor naturally understood the implied meaning in the poem.

"I never imagined that Yun'er, at only one year old, could compose such exquisite verses. Your Majesty, you are truly blessed to have such a clever daughter!"

The Empress Dowager also appeared at Huayao Palace, her eyes filled with joy.

"Grandmother!" Upon seeing this, Shi Yunyun immediately went over and obediently bowed to the Empress Dowager.

The Empress Dowager looked at Shi Yunyun and her eyes lit up with laughter.

"Excellent! Our Yun'er is so talented, she brings honor to the Shi family!" The Empress Dowager deliberately raised her voice to praise Shi Yunyun.

Shi Yunyun pleaded with the Empress Dowager, "Grandmother, Yun'er wants a hug."

Consort Rong, with a proud expression, stepped forward and pretended to advise, "Yun'er, don't be silly, don't bother your grandmother."

The Empress Dowager was overjoyed and immediately picked up Shi Yunyun, saying, "Alright, alright, whatever you say."

Upon seeing this, the Empress and the Emperor immediately rose and bowed to the Empress Dowager.

"Your subject and daughter-in-law greet Your Majesty!"

The Empress Dowager sat in the pavilion and said calmly, "Get up."

At this moment, Consort Rong was filled with pride; she felt as if she were radiating light.

With the Empress Dowager backing her up, and Yun'er being so favored by her, she couldn't help but straighten her back even more.

Seeing Consort Rong's tail practically wagging in the air, Qing Sui and Qian He were so angry they blew their noses.

He came here to show off, and the Empress Dowager praised him in public, making him arrogant and haughty in front of the Empress.

She's almost forgotten she's a discarded concubine!

The Empress naturally understood that Shi Yunyun's close relationship with the Empress Dowager meant that she frequently visited Qingning Palace to sow discord between the two women.

Furthermore, Consort Rong is a member of the Rong family, so naturally she would favor her own family.

"Speaking of which, Princess Miaomiao is the same age as Yun'er. I wonder if the little princess can compose poetry?" Consort Rong asked deliberately.

Her Yun'er is precocious; most people can't compare!

The Empress was indeed embarrassed by this, as her daughter was busy gossiping every day and she herself was busy eating melons, thus neglecting early childhood education.

"I don't know how!" Shi Miaomiao said proudly.

Anyway, Shi Yunyun's poem was plagiarized.

This poem is by Li Qingzhao, but she forged it to be her own. In modern times, that would be illegal!

She cannot do something as unethical as plagiarizing someone else's work!

"I've heard that the Empress was both beautiful and talented when she was young. How come the little princess didn't inherit the Empress's talents?" Consort Rong said sarcastically.

"I inherited my mother's beauty, that's all. If we inherited everything, would we even be able to live?"

The little baby stood with his hands on his hips, his face beaming with pride.

Consort Rong's face suddenly fell.

Is this an insinuation that her child is ugly?

"So, the little princess doesn't know anything? As the little princess of Huayao Kingdom, how can she not be literate and knowledgeable? Our Yun'er started practicing calligraphy at eight months old, and her handwriting is truly beautiful."

"Oh, no wonder. He looks like a lotus root, so he practices calligraphy like crazy."

The little baby has a good temper; he can have a very calm and pleasant conversation with Consort Rong.

"Pfft..." Qing Sui and Qian He desperately covered their mouths, afraid of laughing out loud.

Although her little princess can't speak clearly, she's very quick to retort.

Consort Rong's face looked as ugly as if she had eaten excrement.

People say you shouldn't hit someone in the face, but she always hits people in the face!

"Your Majesty, do you think Yun'er's poem is well written?" Consort Rong eagerly awaited the Emperor's praise for her Yun'er.

Finally, her Yun'er was about to crush Shi Miaomiao!

"The poem is indeed a good poem, but Yun'er is only one year old. Is this poem really something she created on her own initiative?" The Emperor was somewhat doubtful.

Such a genius has never appeared before in history.

Although he was amazed, he had never seen a toddler who hadn't even started reading and writing yet create such a poem independently.

"Of course not, it's copied!"

He was gloating every second.

That idiot Shi Yunyun thinks she's the only modern person.

However, unlike Shi Yunyun, she came here after being gilded by the Heavenly Dao!

Upon hearing this, the Empress made a suggestion.

"Since Princess Yun is so skilled at composing poetry, why not recite another one to entertain everyone?"

Consort Rong, upon hearing the Empress's words, naturally knew that the Empress was questioning her.

But she was confident of victory.

Just wait and see how Yun'er proves her wrong!

Let everyone in Huayao Palace witness how powerful Yun'er is!

"Yes, the Empress's suggestion is good. How about another one?" The Emperor also wanted to test the authenticity of the poem.

"Good, good, good poem!" The little one, with his legs crossed and his two little hands tucked into his pocket, sat steadily on the stone bench, looking like a little fool.

Shi Yunyun looked down at her, already despising her in her heart.

He's already flattering me before he's even started reciting the poem; he must be scared.

A bunch of fools probably don't even know that she already has thousands of poems in her heart!

Let her carry it for a whole day and night, and she won't repeat herself.

"Have you not seen that the water of the Yellow River comes from the sky..."

She recited the entire poem with feeling.

"Excellent, excellent! This poem is truly wonderful!" The Empress Dowager was overjoyed.

She only knew that Yun'er had great fortune and would rise to prominence sooner or later, but she never expected her to be so outstanding.

In such a short time, he actually composed two excellent poems!

They really gave her family a lot of face!

"Your Majesty, Yun'er is just beginning to learn how to write poetry and there are still many things she doesn't understand. Please give her some pointers," Consort Rong said, feigning humility.

The Emperor knew perfectly well that Consort Rong was asking him to praise her.

However, this poem is truly flawless.

"This poem is well written!"

The Emperor has always valued talent, and he does indeed appreciate talent in this respect.

It was, of course, a genuine compliment.

Upon hearing this, Consort Rong smiled, her tail already wagging high in the air.

"So thoughtful, so thoughtful!" Shi Miaomiao clapped her hands, perfectly embodying the role of a young audience member.

Shi Yunyun looked at Shi Miaomiao as if she were a loser, completely disregarding her.

"Don't look at me, I won't steal your thunder."

Shi Miaomiao looked honest and unassuming, not at all like she was holding back a big move.

The Empress frowned; her little baby was unusually well-behaved today.

Normally, if a stool trips her, she'll get up cursing and kick the stool.

Is this a setback today?