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

Master Shen was stunned at first, then analyzed it carefully. "Miss Su's poem is very neat and the word choice is particularly clever. It can be said to be quite good. The only shortcoming is that it lacks some spirit."

Su Xunyao looked embarrassed.

Could it be that Song Xiwan's ridiculous poem has some spiritual energy?

Master Shen actually commented, "Miss Song's words are simple, but it's easy to grasp the meaning at first glance. Such talent is hard to come by."

Every time someone praised Song Xiwan, Su Xunyao felt like she was being belittled.

How could Su Xunyao swallow this?

The atmosphere quietly became weird.

Because of the incident between Lin Yang and Zheng Linlang just now, no one had looked carefully at Song Xiwan's poem. Now, after taking a closer look, it was indeed very eye-catching.

"Indeed, these few lines capture the comforts and ease of ordinary home."

"If Brother Zheng and Brother Lin weren't so sensitive, this 'Zheng Lin's barking dog' would be the finishing touch."

"We are too narrow-minded. Miss Song is indeed a person of talent and knowledge."

"..."

Praises came from all directions, and Song Xiwan was at a loss.

Her poem is actually not that great.

Song Xiwan originally intended to humiliate Lin Yang and Zheng Linlang, but who knew Master Shen appreciated it so much.

Su Xunyao's face was as dark as the bottom of a pot, and she couldn't hide her unwillingness after all.

"So Master Shen likes this kind of poetry. I've seen it today."

Yan Wushuang saw this and took a half step forward, saying, "When it comes to poetry, everyone has different preferences. The teacher prefers Miss Song's, but that doesn't mean Miss Su's poems aren't excellent."

Master Shen was completely focused on Song Xiwan's poem and didn't notice Su Xunyao's strange behavior at all, so he just agreed with her casually.

"Yes, I do appreciate Miss Song's poem."

Su Xunyao felt even more ashamed and angry, her eyes turned red, and she left immediately.

Everyone looked at each other.

Master Shen was puzzled. "What's going on?"

These students seemed to be in a bad mood today and left early one after another.

Yan Wushuang knew his teacher's temperament and changed the subject with a smile, "Teacher, didn't you bring Tianya Zhenren's paintings? Why not show them to everyone and let them appreciate them?"

"Yes, where is the painting?"

Master Shen's attention was indeed diverted, and he quickly asked the servant to present the painting.

Everyone's interest was aroused and they no longer cared about the previous episode.

Song Junling still felt sorry for his sister and muttered in a low voice, "You can't stand losing, and you still claim to be the most talented woman in the capital."

"Maybe they think I'm not worthy."

After this incident, Song Xiwan knew that there might be another person who disliked her in the future.

Song Junling retorted urgently, "Who dares to say you're unworthy? Your talent is better than anyone else here, and you've never been to a school since childhood, which shows that this is pure talent!"

Song Xiwan just smiled faintly.

Where is the talent?

It was just that I managed to hold on day after day during those three extremely dark years, but I never thought it would be used here.

At this time, Yan Wushuang smiled and waved to her.

"Miss Song, come and take a look."

Song Xiwan was slightly stunned. Yan Wushuang was the same now as before, as if nothing in the world could ever restrain him.

That's great.

Yan Wushuang was a little confused by her stare and called out, "Miss Song?"

Song Xiwan came back to her senses and walked to the seat left beside him, "Thank you, Master Yan."

Then, Song Xiwan looked down and saw a painting depicting the scenery of the frontier. The brushstrokes were very unrestrained and free, and a glimmer of light appeared in her eyes.

Song Xiwan used to live outside and traveled around the world for a while, but his life was very difficult. He had never had the freedom to travel around the world like Tianya Zhenren, which made people yearn for him.

Yan Wushuang asked curiously, "I heard that Miss Song's painting skills are first-class. She even gave the painting she created at the palace banquet to Prince Xuan. I wonder if I'll have the chance to take a look at it."

"No."

A cold rejection voice suddenly sounded behind him.

Xie Chengqian came over and separated Yan Wushuang and Song Xiwan.

He felt it was dazzling just to see the two of them standing together.

Song Xiwan's body was almost touching Xie Chengqian. The faint cold fragrance on his body entered her nose, and she subconsciously took a step back.

As a result, there was a table next to him, and Song Xiwan had no way to retreat.

She was very sure that Xie Chengqian must be planning something, and it was related to her!

This speculation made Song Xiwan feel depressed.

Yan Wushuang didn't notice this subtle undercurrent, still unhappy with Xie Chengqian's cold rejection, "How can I be your senior brother? I can't even look at you?"

"No."

Xie Chengqian refused outright.

Yan Wushuang choked.

Song Xiwan frowned, and after making up her mind, she raised her cold eyes and looked at Xie Chengqian, but she said to Yan Wushuang, "If Master Yan likes it, Xiwan will give you a painting in the future."

"Really?"

Yan Wushuang was immediately coaxed into submission.

Xie Chengqian exuded an even colder aura, his dark eyes staring at her closely.

Song Xiwan looked back unwillingly.

No matter what Xie Chengqian's plan is, she will not show weakness and retreat!

At this time, Mu Yun hurriedly walked in from outside and said, "Your Majesty, I have something important to report."

"What's the matter?"

Mu Yun whispered, "It's about investigating the case."

Xie Chengqian frowned, looked at Song Xiwan deeply, and then turned and left.

Song Xiwan's heart sank. Wasn't Xie Chengqian investigating the case of the Cang Kingdom's spy recently?

What happened?

Song Xiwan was worried and found an excuse to follow him to find out something, but Xie Chengqian just got on the carriage and left.

It must be an emergency!

Song Xiwan's heart began to hang in the air, and she had no heart to appreciate any paintings anymore.

She thought about talking to her father about it when she got home, but as soon as she got back to the Song Mansion, she saw a servant coming out with a happy face.

Song Xiwan asked casually: "What happened?"

The servant quickly replied, "To answer the eldest lady's question, the Second Master has been promoted! The Second Madam is very happy today and has specially arranged a banquet to celebrate."

Song Xiwan was surprised. "Promotion?"

In my previous life, my second uncle was promoted after my father was imprisoned!

The servant nodded, "Yes, he was transferred from the Ministry of Rites to the Ministry of Justice."

It’s still the Ministry of Justice!

Song Xiwan felt a chill in her heart. Things really went beyond her expectations.

After the servant left, Song Junling saw that his sister still looked unwell, so he asked, "Xiwan, are you feeling unwell?"

Of course Song Xiwan felt uncomfortable!

Everything is messed up.

The image of Xie Chengqian inexplicably flashed through her mind. Could it be related to him?

"It's okay, let's go."

Song Xiwan forced himself to calm down and walked to the main hall first.

Everyone is here.

The cheerful second uncle Song Kangwen, the spirited old lady, and the arrogant Mrs. Meng.

And my father and mother stood quietly by.

The old lady was worried about her youngest son at the moment. "How come you've become so thin after being away for a few days? Didn't you eat well outside?"