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Song Qingning and Wan Zi both looked in that direction.

With the empress's majesty and the female general's domineering presence, Wu Wang instinctively knelt in fear under their gazes.

Seeing this, Xie Heng frowned and immediately turned back.

"What are you afraid of? My mother isn't a man-eating tiger!" Xie Heng's innocent eyes seemed to show displeasure and dissatisfaction as he reached out to pull the person kneeling on the ground.

I tried pulling it a few times, but to no avail.

"This servant greets Your Majesty the Empress and General Wan."

"This servant deserves to die. This servant is ugly and dares not offend Her Majesty the Empress."

Wu Wang's entire head was pressed against the ground.

In Song Qingning's memory, it had been a long time since she had seen Wu Wang.

In recent years, Wu Wang has been well-behaved in Jinhua Palace, and the wariness that she and Xie Xuanjin once had towards him has almost completely disappeared over time.

He seemed to be trying his best to avoid Xie Xuanjin and her, afraid that the scar on his face would cause them to feel guilty.

It is rare to find someone who does not seek repayment for kindness and is content with what they have.

"My mother is brave and kind, how could she dislike your scar?" Xie Heng's voice was childish, and at the age of four, he already showed the majesty of a prince.

Xie Heng had no idea how Wu Wang got the scar on his face.

As if struck by a thought, Song Qingning couldn't help but look at Wu Wang with renewed respect.

She and Xie Xuanjin did not intend to hide the fact that Wu Wang had saved Xie Heng, but Wu Wang seemed to have gotten there first.

When Xie Heng was three years old, he mentioned Wu Wang in front of Song Qingning and Xie Xuanjin, and also mentioned the scar on his face. According to him, the scar was something Wu Wang had accidentally injured himself.

Song Qingning summoned Wu Wang and inquired about the matter.

Song Qingning still remembers Wu Wang's answer at that time.

He said that saving the young prince was his duty as a servant.

He also said that when he saved people, the Emperor and Empress repeatedly promoted him, giving him a status and respect in the palace that he had never had before.

He was extremely grateful.

The young prince should not be made to feel guilty about this matter, which would only create unnecessary psychological burden for him.

"Wu Wang, get up. You're not ugly," Song Qingning said.

I am still grateful to Wu Wang.

"This servant thanks Your Majesty the Empress." Wu Wang carefully rose to his feet.

Xie Heng then beamed and pulled Wu Wang closer to Song Qingning and Wan Zi.

As he walked, he said:

"I told you, you're not ugly. My mother taught me from a young age not to judge a book by its cover. Some people may be beautiful, but their hearts are like snakes and scorpions; others may have flaws on their faces, but their hearts are like peonies and lotuses."

"Wu Jianshi is the latter, so you must not underestimate yourself in the future."

Xie Heng's eyes were bright, and his brows revealed a pure innocence; he truly liked this Supervisor Wu.

A sense of guilt flashed through Wu Wang's mind.

Now let's look at Xie Heng.

Xie Heng had cleared his mind and remembered the purpose of his visit to his mother. He turned around and took a few scrolls from Wu Wang's hands. "Mother, please tell me about this 'Eight Trigrams Formation'."

The Eight Trigrams Formation is one of the battle formations used for troop deployment on the battlefield.

Song Qingning glanced at the scrolls in his hand; they were all military treatises.

Xie Heng was actually interested in military books!

"Why do you like reading military books now?" Song Qingning asked casually.

Xie Heng learned to read at the age of two; he was intelligent and eager to learn.

As he learned more and more characters, he liked to go to the library to read all kinds of books. When he encountered something obscure or difficult to understand, he liked to go to the Ningguo Duke's Mansion to ask his uncle, Song Shiyin, for help.

Song Shiyin has now been appointed as a Hanlin Academician and is considered by Xie Heng to be extremely learned.

But military strategy and tactics were his blind spot.

My uncle said that when it comes to military strategy and battlefield tactics, few people in the Great Jing Dynasty can compare to my mother.

So he brought the book to ask his mother for advice.

"Some time ago, I came across a book called 'The Legacy of the Three Strategies' in the library. I read some of it and found it quite interesting," Xie Heng said.

The "Three Strategies and Their Legacy" also contains annotations by Xie Xuanjin and Song Qingning.

Seeing his interest in military books, Song Qingning was pleased and then began to explain the Eight Trigrams Formation to him.

Xie Heng listened attentively, and Wan Zi also took the opportunity to learn from him.

Wu Wanghou stood to the side, head down, and no one noticed the subtle admiration that appeared in his eyes.

After that, whenever Song Qingning had free time, Xie Heng would bring military books to see Song Qingning, his thirst for knowledge was exceptionally strong, and Song Qingning would answer all his questions without reservation, imparting all his knowledge.

Wu Wang always accompanied Xie Heng.

Perhaps because he was saved by him as an infant, even though Xie Heng didn't know about the incident back then, he still instinctively felt closer to Wu Wang than to others.

On this day, Princess Rouan returned to the capital and went to the palace to see Song Qingning.

In recent years, Xie Rouan has traveled extensively, covering almost all of Dajing Mountain and River. She wrote travelogues, recording local customs and traditions, and also drew maps.

This time, she went to Quzhou in the northern border region.

Quzhou borders Beirong.

The map of Quzhou she brought back on this trip to Beijing signifies the completion of her map of Dajing.

"Fourth Sister-in-law, it's been so long since we've sparred, and so long since I've seen you paint. No way, you have to pamper Rou'an today!"

Exposed to the wind and sun for a long time, Xie Rouan's skin became darker, but it became even more radiant.

Just like before, he still loves to act cute and affectionate towards Song Qingning.

Song Qingning smiled and asked Hongling to prepare a writing brush, ink, paper, and inkstone.

In the Imperial Garden, in the pavilion, Song Qingning and Xie Rouan were painting, while Princess Cui, the wife of Prince Li, sat quietly to the side, watching them with a smile.

Not far away, under the trees outside the pavilion, Xie Yunli sat drinking tea.

Xie Xuanjin taught Xie Heng the Meng family spear technique.

Although Xie Heng was young, his marksmanship was quite impressive.

After Song Qingning and Rou'an finished their painting contest, it was lunchtime. Xie Yunli and his wife, along with Xie Rou'an, had lunch in the palace before leaving.

In the afternoon, while Song Qingning was taking a nap, Hongling brought the painting that Song Qingning had drawn that day into the room.

As they walked, they said:

"Your Highness has not painted for a long time, so today is a rare treat. This servant will frame this painting and keep it safe. Princess Rou'an's paintings have also improved significantly, so we will frame them as well."

"When I went to retrieve the painting just now, I encountered Supervisor Wu."

"He was staring intently at the Empress's painting, his eyes seeming to know how to paint. But how could a eunuch who can't even read a few characters possibly understand painting?"

"He was so engrossed in his gaze that he didn't even notice when a maidservant came up beside him."

"The servant asked him what he thought of the painting. He replied, 'Indeed, it is indeed worthy of being called...'"

"He blurted it out almost without thinking, but then he seemed to come to his senses, turned his head and saw the maid, his face showing panic, as if he had been caught doing something wrong."

"It's really strange. That Supervisor Wu has a certain status among the palace maids and eunuchs, and he is highly regarded by the young prince. Why is he always so cautious?"

"Too cautious!"

Hongling carefully put away the two paintings.

Song Qingning listened.

The words "caught doing something wrong" flashed through her mind. Something flashed through her mind, but it was so fast that she couldn't catch it.

Just as she was about to ponder this, Xie Heng's voice calling for his mother came from outside the door.

A moment later, Xie Heng strode into the house with his short legs.

"Mother, the Mid-Autumn Festival is in a few days, and I wish to go out of the palace to see the lanterns. I just spoke to Father about it, but he disagreed!"

"Your mother loves me dearly and would never want to disappoint me."