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

Song Xiwan was thinking about explaining that she didn't mind the matter, but he suddenly said this.

When she mentioned last night, her face instantly turned red!

Song Xiwan used her eyes to stop Xie Chengqian from continuing, asking, "Do you have any shame?"

A suspicious blush also spread across the tips of Xie Chengqian's ears.

Last night... was a bit absurd.

He coughed lightly and said, "I'm asking, do you remember anything about this life?"

Song Xiwan turned her eyes away, just wanting to drink a glass of cold water to cool herself down.

Xie Chengqian realized later that she was different.

She asked in surprise: "Is it so obvious?"

It's over. She had wanted to keep it a secret for a while longer and then explain it to Yan Wushuang after the war was over.

"Ah."

Xie Chengqian answered without denying it.

Song Xiwan covered her forehead in frustration and said awkwardly, "How about I leave first? I'm not needed here anyway."

A dark color flashed across Xie Chengqian's eyes, and his tone was unclear, "Because of Yan Wushuang?"

Song Xiwan did not hide anything and told him everything that happened outside, with a helpless look on her face.

How could I just forget everything in this life?

No one would believe me if I told them about my rebirth, right?

Xie Chengqian reminded in a deep voice, "He took you to a place where I can't find you."

This account has not been settled yet.

Song Xiwan's face was slightly tense. She looked at his expression and said tactfully, "Maybe I had no choice at the time. You also know him well and he wouldn't hurt me."

"Ah."

A very cold sneer suddenly rang out.

Song Xiwan kept quiet obediently.

It was really because Xie Chengqian's expression was too gloomy, as if she would anger him if she said one more word.

He said, "Because I understand him, I know why he took you away."

Song Xiwan was defeated and clenched his fists slightly.

At the end, just say, "I will take care of this matter."

Xie Chengqian couldn't explain his feelings, especially when he saw her repeated hesitation about Yan Wushuang. This weight made him jealous.

He narrowed his eyes, and finally just said "OK" before going to deal with military affairs.

Xie Chengqian was afraid that if he continued, he would say something without thinking.

Song Xiwan felt a headache when she looked at the aggrieved figure's back.

She obviously didn't do anything out of the ordinary!

That's it.

This matter really should not be dragged on.

Song Xiwan asked the servant and learned that Yan Wushuang was in the martial arts training ground, so she decided to go over there.

This martial arts training ground was built temporarily for soldiers to practice martial arts. It is not far from the house.

It took a quarter of an hour to get there.

The sun was shining brightly and there were many people at the martial arts training ground.

Most of the time, after winning a battle, the triumphant generals wanted to continue to improve their martial arts and prepare for the next battle.

Yan Wushuang happened to be on the ring, competing with a general.

The audience was cheering——

"Come on, General Lin! Show your might on the battlefield."

"That's Yan Wushuang. General Lin is brave, but it's difficult to break the Yan family's unique moves."

"Not necessarily. General Yan is still injured, and this is already his third match. He should be exhausted."

"..."

Song Xiwan stood in the audience, watching the competition quietly.

Yan Wushuang used all his strength.

No suspense.

The winner was decided within ten moves, and Yan Wushuang won.

The cheers around him grew louder, but Yan Wushuang's face remained exceptionally calm, without a trace of joy, and he had no intention of going down.

Someone waiting for the next challenge.

Someone couldn't help but say, "General Yan, you don't want to fight again, do you? If you keep going like this, you'll get hurt."

Song Xiwan frowned slightly.

She took the spear from the side and went on stage to challenge.

The whole audience fell into silence.

Most of them knew this Deputy Minister of the Ministry of War, not to mention that the prince still held Song Xiwan in the palm of his hand, the future Princess Xuan.

But what is this for?

He's not going to challenge Yan Wushuang, is he?

When this conjecture crossed everyone's minds, a heated discussion suddenly broke out -

"Why did Lord Song get up there? And he was holding a spear, he was taller than her!"

"I heard that several generals went to the prince to denounce Lord Song. Could it be that they are looking for an opportunity to prove themselves?"

"That's not how it's proven. Swords have no eyes, and General Yan's martial arts are so powerful!"

"You're worrying too much. Lord Song knows martial arts."

"..."

The news that Song Xiwan killed Qi Yi and executed Guan Yao on the spot spread.

But most people don't believe it.

In other words, they believed that most of this was due to the Purple Gold Guards, and Song Xiwan was just the one who gave the orders.

After all, no matter how you look at her, she is a delicate and tender young lady from a wealthy family.

Yan Wushuang's eyes flashed with surprise, "Why are you here?"

Song Xiwan said, "It's been a while since I last competed with you. I wanted to see if I've made any progress."

The last time we fought, I was afraid he would recognize me, so I didn't try my best. Today is a good opportunity.

Yan Wushuang was stunned, then his expression tightened slightly.

She remembered.

Yan Wushuang looked carefully into her eyes. There was no blame or questioning in her eyes. It seemed that they were just simply exchanging ideas.

"it is good."

Song Xiwan curled the corners of his lips slightly and took the lead in attacking.

Her movements were extremely fast, and the strike hit the vital point directly, leaving no room for maneuver.

Yan Wushuang's expression changed, and he quickly resolved the situation.

The two men's moves are similar, and the competition is about who can come up with a move to stop the other faster.

The people below gradually fell silent, their eyes closely following the two people on the ring, their mouths slightly open.

Is Master Song's martial arts so powerful?!

The people who had just denounced Song Xiwan in the study were also stunned.

Their faces were filled with shame and embarrassment. Fortunately, Lord Song had a good temper and did not fight with them on the spot.

"Clang-"

The weapon fell to the ground.

Everyone looked closely and their eyes widened to the extreme.

The spear in Lord Song's hand was against Yan Wushuang's throat. If it went in just a centimeter further, it would have killed him.

Yan Wushuang raised his hands and said, "I lost."

"It's boring."

Song Xiwan threw the spear to the soldier beside him and asked him to put it back on the shelf. Then he complained to Yan Wushuang, "If you say that, I won't feel honored even if I win."

Yan Wushuang smiled helplessly, "I know you still have many killer moves left to use."

Any one of those poisonous powders is enough to make him lose his ability to resist.

Song Xiwan didn't believe it.

He was clearly making excuses on purpose. This was the same in his previous life. He always showed mercy during their sparring matches.

Yan Wushuang didn't continue the topic and asked again: "Did you come to me just to spar?"

Now that she remembered, she should hate him, right?

"Of course, we come here to spar."

Song Xiwan's voice was very calm, without any emotion in it, and then he walked off the stage.

Yan Wushuang followed behind.

The others tactfully made way for them and watched them go away silently before they breathed a sigh of relief.

In this military camp where military power is paramount, after today, they no longer dare to feel the slightest bit of dissatisfaction towards Song Xiwan.

Song Xiwan didn't expect that this would solve a problem.

After all, there is the big problem of Yan Wushuang.