After Wu Wang finished speaking, he did not receive an immediate reply.

A hint of sadness gradually surfaced in his eyes. Just when he thought his wish would not be granted, a voice rang out above him.

"As you wish."

Song Qingning withdrew her gaze from Wu Wang.

He called himself a servant, but he was Tuoba Rui, not just a simple eunuch.

She knew all too well how tormented it was to be burdened with hatred, and that was why, even though Tuoba Rui had protected Heng'er that night, he still harbored good intentions.

But she couldn't gamble.

She couldn't let him stay by Heng'er's side forever. Every day from now on, the hatred in his heart might be stirred up by some trigger.

If even once, the evil in one's heart cannot suppress the good, it will be detrimental to both Heng'er and Da Jing.

As for death...

The image of Heng'er looking at her and saying, "Mother, I don't want him to die," flashed through her mind, her eyes clear and bright.

Song Qingning lowered her eyes.

"Thank you for your grace, Your Majesty."

Wu Wang thanked the emperor, his voice trembling, not from fear of death, but from gratitude.

Wu Wang withdrew.

When Xie Heng returned from outside the palace, he greeted him at the palace gate as usual.

"Wu Jianshi, today my uncle praised my learning for its great progress. My aunt made my favorite pastries, so I stayed a little longer. I performed a set of Meng family spear techniques. Didn't you see the look of admiration in my two cousins' eyes when they looked at me?"

"Wu Jianshi, my cousin said that my aunt is going to have another brother or sister. When do you think Mother will give me a brother or sister? If Mother gives birth to a brother, I will personally teach him to study and learn martial arts. If she gives birth to a sister, I will protect her for life."

"Wu, the Supervisor..."

"Wu, why are you looking at me like that?"

Xie Heng was talking as he walked when he suddenly stopped and turned around. He noticed Wu Wang's strange gaze, a gaze that seemed to be both longing and farewell.

"I am very lucky to be the little prince's younger brother or sister."

Wu Wang concealed his inner thoughts.

Xie Heng raised an eyebrow. "Of course!"

The master and servant stepped forward, and Xie Heng continued to talk about what he had learned that day. When he finished speaking, Wu Wang suddenly knelt down.

Xie Heng was shocked. "What are you doing? I told you, your injuries haven't fully healed yet, you don't need to kneel."

Xie Heng said, and went to help him up.

Wu Wang did not rise, but smiled at Xie Heng, "Your Highness, it is because of my injuries that I wish to ask Your Highness for help..."

"I am injured and feel powerless, so I asked Aunt Hongling to ask the Internal Affairs Bureau to find me a less demanding job."

"You're leaving Jinhua Palace?" Xie Heng frowned, and a guess immediately came to mind, a guess that seemed to have been expected all along.

"Yes."

Wu Wang nodded.

Then, both of them fell silent for a moment.

"Wu, the Supervisor..."

Xie Heng smiled and said, "Then you should take good care of your injuries, Supervisor Wu. I had a surprise for you on Mid-Autumn Festival, but a sudden change disrupted my plans."

"But it's okay, there's plenty of time in the future. I'll give it to you next Mid-Autumn Festival. It's not too late."

surprise……

Wu Wang felt a tremor in his heart and was somewhat dazed.

A trace of hatred lingered in his heart.

He hated the appearance of Lao Qi that night, not because his appearance ruined his revenge plan, but because his appearance shattered the peace of these past years.

Driven by a desire for revenge, he approached the young prince under the guise of Wu Wang.

Over the years, his desire for revenge has never faded, yet he has unknowingly grown attached to this peace.

He didn't know what the little prince's surprise was, but he knew he had no chance.

"This servant thanks Your Highness." Wu Wang took a deep breath and kowtowed to Xie Heng.

That night, Aunt Hongling took Wu Wang away.

Somewhere unnoticed, Xie Heng watched Wu Wang walk out of the gates of Jinhua Palace.

After that day, everything at Jinhua Palace returned to normal.

Xie Heng did not inquire about Wu Wang's whereabouts, as if the man had never existed. Xie Heng studied diligently every day, practicing calligraphy and martial arts. All the ministers in the court praised him for having the demeanor of an emperor and the qualities of a general.

The body of the Seventh Prince of Beirong was sent back to Beirong.

The new emperor of Beirong was furious, and the Empress Dowager of Beirong immediately fainted. After waking up, she summoned the court officials of Beirong and vowed to make the Great Jing pay for its blood debt.

Just when Bei Rong was riding high, a letter bearing the seal of the Emperor and Empress of Da Jing was delivered to the Bei Rong court.

Along with the letter, a declaration of war was also sent.

The letter detailed how the Seventh Prince of Beirong nearly killed the Prince of Dajing on the night of the Mid-Autumn Festival.

The challenge clearly stated that this matter would not end with the death of the Seventh Prince.

The anger that Bei Rong Chaochen had felt was suddenly doused with cold water and vanished without a trace because of the fact that the facts were unreasonable.

Upon calm reflection, he became even more wary of the Shence Army of Dajing.

"What should we do? Emperor Xie Xuanjin of the Great Jing Dynasty is brave and skilled in battle, Empress Song Qingning was also a female general, no less than Xie Xuanjin, and then there is the current Empress Dowager Meng..."

Less than two years after the new emperor of the Great Jing Dynasty ascended the throne, Empress Dowager Meng abandoned her peaceful life as empress dowager and donned military attire again.

The current Dajing is not easy to deal with.

However, the Seventh Prince was the biological son of Empress Dowager Bei Rong, and she had always doted on this youngest son. She could never let go of this grudge.

She didn't think that Song Qingning and Empress Dowager Meng were anything to worry about.

On the contrary, they were quite disdainful.

"Two women, just empty names in the outside world, bluffing to scare others, nothing but paper tigers, unable to withstand the test of real combat!"

"The Emperor of Dajing has already issued a challenge; how can the mighty Beirong possibly evade and admit defeat?"

"When the old man was alive, he always said that the Shence Army was unfathomable. After only a few defeats, they dared not invade Dajing again. I have always felt that he was boosting the morale of others while diminishing our own. He was just old and useless!"

"But my son is young, and every man in my Northern Rong is brave and fierce. I refuse to believe that we would be afraid of the Great Jing."

"Let us seize this opportunity to march our Northern Rong iron hooves into Dajing. Firstly, to avenge my seventh son; secondly, if successful, my son will become an emperor for all time!"

When Empress Dowager Beirong said this, some court officials immediately supported it.

The Imperial Palace of the Great Jing Dynasty.

Inside Jinhua Palace.

Song Qingning and Xie Xuanjin looked at the message sent back by the spy.

Beirong is mobilizing troops, indicating a potential war.

As they had expected.

"This battle was inevitable. Even without the Mid-Autumn Festival incident and without Tuoba Rui, this battle would have been unavoidable." Xie Xuanjin knew Bei Rong all too well.

It wasn't just because he had fought against Beirong.

It was also because of his understanding of the Beirong royal family and other prominent families.

Song Qingning flipped through the booklet in front of her.

The booklet records the personality and preferences of every member of the Beirong royal family and aristocratic families.

All of this was collected by spies from Cangling Pavilion.

Bei Rong was even more warlike than Nan Lin, but the old emperor was good at judging the situation, so when he learned that the Shence Army was brave and Xie Xuanjin had ascended the throne, he chose to befriend them.

But now, the new emperor of Beirong...

Song Qingning looked at the description of the new emperor of Beirong in the booklet.

He is ruthless and cruel, yet incapable of distinguishing right from wrong; he is very obedient.

He listened to the Empress Dowager very well.

And Empress Dowager Beirong...

"Oh……"

Song Qingning looked at the contents of the booklet and couldn't help but chuckle.

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