It turns out she was learning from a collection of failures, no wonder she never hit the target.
After some thought, Lian Hua said tactfully, "Xiao Yinyi, you're quite good at teaching. Look how well I mimic what you've taught me. No one's perfect, right? Perhaps the heavens granted you the talent to be a teacher but took a little back somewhere else. See, I'll try it my own way."
Xiao Yinyi was a nickname that had just been given to her. She didn't like being called 'sister' as it felt fake and odd, like how others in the palace addressed each other.
Xiao Jizi on the side couldn't help but laugh. Indeed, his master had mimicked too well, hence why she didn't hit a single target.
In the midst of throwing, he too had felt something was off, but since Kong Yinyin spoke so confidently, he assumed she was very skilled—only to realize...
Ah, dear mother, one was brave to learn, and the other was brave to teach.
