The prince kneels every day. Has the princess forgiven him today?

Song Xiwan looked stunned.

What could possibly have escalated to the point of being so self-deprecating?

Song Junling calmed down in an instant and said with a faint smile: "Brother, it's okay. You should go out quickly. If you are late, Master Du will leave."

Song Xiwan didn't even have the chance to ask again, and could only watch his elder brother walk away.

Not right.

Song Xiwan instructed Qiu Zhu, "Go and find out who Big Brother met and what happened between last night and today."

With my brother's naiveté, it's easy for him to suffer losses.

Qiu Zhu hurried to do it.

So, Song Xiwan went out alone and went to the branch.

Master Du happened to be about to leave, and when he saw her, his brows lit up with joy, "My most proud disciple has finally arrived."

"Master, please don't praise your students like this. It really makes me feel terrified."

Song Xiwan hurriedly denied it.

Master Du was as confident as ever. "How can this be flattering? Your talent is right here. If others can't see it, they must be blind."

Song Xiwan felt a weight on his shoulders and quickly changed the subject, "Thank you for your approval, Master. This time when you go back, I can't follow you."

"Nothing, just stay in Shangjing City. Passing the imperial examination is equivalent to graduation. No one dares to object to you."

Master Du replied with a chuckle, then paused for a moment before continuing, "But the waters of Shangjing are even more treacherous. With your current status, you'll easily be targeted. Even with Lord Song protecting you, you'll still be vulnerable to plotting. You need to keep your eyes open, understand?"

It was clear from yesterday's banquet that it was all done to give Song Wenyi face.

If it was really Song Xiwan who invited them, I'm afraid no one would come.

Song Xiwan saluted and responded, "I will definitely keep this in mind."

Master Du glanced around, and when he was sure there was no one around, he whispered, "If necessary, you can interact more with Prince Xuan and build a good relationship with him."

"what?"

Song Xiwan was shocked.

Master Du was the former Grand Tutor, and his knowledge was highly recognized by talented scholars. He should have the character of a pure scholar and should not disdain to associate with powerful people.

She was actually asked to cling to Xie Chengqian?

Perhaps Song Xiwan's expression was too obvious, so Mr. Du coughed lightly to hide his embarrassment.

"I'm worried you'll be wronged. Prince Xuan's power and prestige are unmatched in this court, and he seems to admire you quite a bit. It would be a good thing if you could become his advisor."

Song Xiwan choked.

I didn't know how to respond to this, as they had kissed for a long time in the carriage yesterday.

Master Du, believing Song Xiwan disliked this kind of atmosphere, advised her earnestly, "You don't need to be in an academy to become an official. Many people flatter the powerful and bully the weak. No matter how ambitious you are, what good will it do? You must first consolidate your own position before you can think about contributing to the world."

The world is like this, people in high positions and with great power have more say.

“Students understand.”

Song Xiwan knew that Master Du meant well and patiently agreed.

Seeing that she had listened, Master Du breathed a sigh of relief. After giving her a few more instructions, he got in the carriage and left.

Song Xiwan looked at the carriage going further and further away, feeling very melancholy.

After this departure, I don’t know when we will meet again.

She was the fastest person to pass the imperial examination in Yunhe Academy, but she should have received the greatest favor from Master Du.

The last words just now made Song Xiwan feel like a huge stone was pressing on her heart. If she couldn't take power, how could she protect and change others?

This was something I had known from the beginning, but now that I heard it from the mouth of a great scholar respected by everyone, I still felt helpless.

Song Xiwan walked aimlessly on the street.

Suddenly there was a commotion ahead——

"Who do you think you are? How dare a cripple like you act so arrogantly in front of me? Did you instruct this little beggar to steal my things?"

"I saw with my own eyes that your wallet was taken away by another pickpocket, and now you just want to beat up this beggar to vent your anger."

Ok?

Why does the voice sound so familiar?

Song Xiwan's eyes flashed with surprise, and she hurriedly took a few steps forward, passing the crowd of onlookers, and actually saw Yan Wushuang with an angry look on his face.

Yan Wushuang's injuries had not yet fully healed, he was still holding a crutch in his hand, and there were no guards with him.

what happened?

Didn’t Xie Chengqian say that he was recuperating in the military camp?

The person confronting Yan Wushuang was a restaurant owner. He stood with his hands on his hips and cursed, "You saw it with your own eyes, but you didn't stop him? Instead, you let him go. Now you're trying to stop me from questioning this beggar. Are you targeting me?"

"I just think it's ridiculous for a grown-up like you to bully a child."

Yan Wushuang's face was full of sarcasm.

The restaurant owner was extremely angry and immediately ordered his men to arrest Yan Wushuang.

Yan Wushuang showed no fear at all, and there was a hint of coldness in his eyes, as if he was about to take action.

Song Xiwan learned that his injuries were very serious. If a fight broke out, he would probably have to stay in bed for several months.

"Wait!"

When she shouted, everyone around her looked over.

Song Xiwan looked at the restaurant owner with cold eyes and scolded him coldly, "This is Shangjing City, under the feet of the emperor, how dare you resort to lynching?"

Song Xiwan has become a celebrity in Shangjing City these days, and everyone knows her.

The restaurant owner's arrogance dissipated a lot, and he said with a smile: "Miss Song, you misunderstood. I just want to arrest the suspect and send him to the authorities."

"You have no evidence at all, yet you keep saying someone else is the suspect. You're even better at solving cases than my father."

Song Xiwan's voice was very faint, but Song Wenyi was mentioned, and the meaning was clear.

The restaurant owner knew that Song Xiwan was on the side of the little beggar and the disabled bastard, so he gritted his teeth and gave up looking for trouble.

"How dare I! So this person is Miss Song's friend? I must have misunderstood."

Song Xiwan sneered, "You sound more like I'm shielding them? Why don't we go to the Dali Temple?"

The restaurant owner's face froze and his forehead was covered with cold sweat.

He waved his hand in denial, "I absolutely did not mean that. I'm truly sorry, sir. I was shortsighted and misunderstood you."

Yan Wushuang's gaze remained on Song Xiwan from beginning to end, his thin lips pressed into a straight line, and he ignored the hypocritical face of the restaurant owner.

Song Xiwan reminded him unhappily, "It's someone else you should apologize to."

The restaurant owner's eyes widened!

And he was asked to apologize to a little beggar?

He was unwilling, but Song Xiwan's eyes were so cold that he didn't dare to show any refusal.

The restaurant owner could only utter to the little beggar, "I'm sorry."

"It's ok."

The little beggar shook his head hesitantly, his eyes extremely clear.

The restaurant owner felt it was dirty, so he turned around and asked Song Xiwan, "Is this okay?"

Song Xiwan still had something to ask Yan Wushuang and didn't want to waste time arguing with this hypocritical person, but he still gave him a warning.

"Next time, be sure to pay attention to who steals from you. There aren't many people as magnanimous as him."

The restaurant owner was so angry that he almost fainted, and finally left with his people with a wry smile.

Song Xiwan took Yan Wushuang and the little beggar to sit in a teahouse nearby.