Time flew by, and the little prince of the Liang dynasty, Yu Wenheng, was growing day by day.

The little one was remarkably quick-witted. By two months, he was already smiling, and by three months, he could babble and coo, attempting to talk with those around him.

Of course, Yanshu deserved the most credit for this. Ever since her confinement period, she had been keeping herself entertained by chatting with the baby every day. She even shared all kinds of palace gossip with him. Watching his mother’s lips move constantly, the little one naturally picked up on speech much faster.