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

Song Xiwan thought it made sense and rolled his eyes.

"Okay, let's bet."

Xie Chengqian clearly caught a hint of cunning in her bright eyes.

She shouldn't let herself suffer so easily.

Sure enough, the next moment Song Xiwan said again: "I bet he can do it."

The only choice left for Xie Chengqian was no.

Since he was so confident, she was betting on her trust in Xie Chengqian's judgment.

Xie Chengqian lowered his head and smiled, "Robbery openly?"

"Ok!"

Song Xiwan showed no sign of guilt and said confidently, "Anyway, you didn't say I could only choose one. Are you regretting it?"

The slightly playful provocation made Xie Chengqian look helpless, but he still lost to her.

Just gamble.

He asked, "Okay, what do you want?"

Song Xiwan was slightly stunned, and asked with a puzzled look, "Are you giving up before it even starts?"

"no?"

As a result, Xie Chengqian also learned her self-righteous attitude.

How could Song Xiwan say no? This was equivalent to giving her a chance for free.

She quickly said, "Then promise me one thing, but I haven't decided what it is yet."

Xie Chengqian tidied up her hair and whispered with a dark look in his eyes, "Okay."

His breath fell on Song Xiwan's cheek, making her feel itchy.

The atmosphere is quite charming.

Song Xiwan suspected that he did it on purpose!

On the way back to the capital, Xie Chengqian was particularly clingy and never let go of his hand around her while in the carriage.

As she tried to struggle, Xie Yi's happy face came running towards her.

"My Lord, do you want to spar with me?"

"of course can."

Song Xiwan agreed on behalf of Xie Chengqian.

Xie Chengqian looked at her with resentment in his eyes.

Song Xiwan looked away guiltily. It was indeed a waste of talent to let the dignified Lord God of War spar with a rookie who had just started practicing martial arts.

But who told him to think about those nonsense all day long!

Just a good way to kill some time.

Xie Yi was completely oblivious to the strange atmosphere between the two of them, and even warned with a silly smile, "I just mastered a special skill, Your Highness, please be careful."

Song Xiwan has become accustomed to Xie Yi's inexplicable confidence.

She reminded Xie Chengqian: "Stop when you're done."

If they get into trouble, it will only delay their return journey.

As a result, Xie Yi quickly assured him, "Okay! I think I'll try to show some mercy."

Song Xiwan: “…”

Xie Chengqian didn't even take his sword. He walked to an open space and prepared to spar with Xie Yi.

The news spread instantly.

Many generals gathered around, their eyes red with anxiety.

Why should a rookie be grateful for receiving personal instruction from the prince? This is a treatment they have never had in all the time they have been in the military camp.

Comparing people to each other makes people angry!

Xie Yi realized later that something was wrong. Normally, these generals would avoid him when they saw him, saying they were very busy.

Now they are all gathered here.

The prince, who had nothing in his hands, was even more curious.

"My Lord, where is your sword?"

"unnecessary."

Xie Chengqian's voice was very faint, and he stood there without showing any intention of making a move.

Xie Yi finally felt a sense of oppression and swallowed quietly.

He gripped the sword tightly in his hand and mustered up the courage to attack Xie Chengqian.

"Clang-"

Before the sword touched Xie Chengqian, Xie Yi suddenly felt pain in his wrist.

He cried out in pain, but before he could react, he felt another push on his chest.

Xie Yi finally fell to the ground.

it hurts!

No one showed any surprise, but they all looked eager, wondering if they still had a chance.

Song Xiwan saw Xie Yi lying on the ground motionless, his face full of despair, and touched his nose.

Now you finally face reality, right?

However, Xie Chengqian's attack was merciless, which hit Xie Yi's self-confidence.

"Song, Lord Song."

When Song Xiwan was pondering secretly, he suddenly heard a nervous call in his ears.

She looked over and saw one of the generals who had denounced her before.

His face was full of restraint and flattery. Song Xiwan raised an eyebrow and asked, "What's the matter?"

The other party cupped his fists and said sincerely, "I heard that it was you who asked the prince to compete with Xie Yi. I wonder if we will have this opportunity..."

The sounds behind him grew smaller and smaller.

Ever since they offended Lord Song last time, several of the generals have been behaving very quietly, avoiding Lord Song whenever possible. They didn't expect that he would ask her for help today.

Compared to such a precious opportunity, what is embarrassment?

The other generals were not willing to be outdone, and they all ran over to surround Song Xiwan, their eyes full of anticipation.

After all, in the entire military camp, only Lord Song can order the prince around!

Song Xiwan: “…”

Finally agreed.

One thank you is not enough for Xie Chengqian to practice, so if she wants a few more, she will have plenty of time to rest.

It’s a win-win situation!

After Xie Chengqian learned of this, he looked at his subordinates with a dark expression and asked in a cold voice, "Are you sure?"

The warning is palpable.

The generals all knew what would happen to them if they agreed, and they would definitely be beaten badly.

But... at least save your life?

We will still need them in future expeditions, and the prince will definitely not fight them to death.

Thinking of this, the generals all nodded reluctantly.

If you are afraid of death and pain, how can you lead troops to fight?

Song Xiwan admired the courage of these generals from the bottom of his heart. They were willing to risk their lives to improve their martial arts.

However, she was happy to see it.

While the sparring was going on in full swing here, Xie Yi was silently applying medicine to his wounds, looking devastated.

Song Xiwan handed him the golden medicine she had prepared, "This will be more effective and the bruises will disappear faster."

Xie Yi stared blankly at the golden medicine, his eyes suddenly reddened.

Song Xiwan said calmly: "Why are you crying? If you feel uncomfortable, you can do something else."

Xie Yi hurriedly took the medicine bottle, wiped away her tears with her sleeve, and explained muffledly, "I just, just remembered the past. My father also cared about me in this way and gave me the best golden medicine."

In just a few months, he had fallen into this situation.

Song Xiwan pursed her lips and said nothing.

Xie Yi grew up in a pampered family. It was not easy for her family to fall into poverty today, and no one around her is left.

"But you can still apply medicine to your wounds now."

Song Xiwan sometimes felt that it was a good thing for Xie Yi to be so optimistic and a little dull, as he was not defeated despite encountering so many things.

Xie Yi was stunned, holding the golden medicine in his hand, and nodded heavily.

"Yes, I can!"

It's just one loss, there's still a lot of time and he still has a chance.

Song Xiwan caught the determination in his eyes and the corners of her lips unconsciously rose.

She reminded him, "Come over and have a look after you've applied the medicine. Opportunities like this don't come around often."