Before running, Xiao Linting, who practiced martial arts, easily heard what Jiang Qingqing was muttering.

"People who leave their words unfinished will be punished by God!!"

The culprit raised the end of his eyebrows, and looking at the little girl running hard, he couldn't help but let a faint smile appear in his black eyes.

He stood up straight and walked slowly forward with leisurely steps.

Xin Juan looked at Prince Xiao's leisurely manner, and then looked at the figure of Her Royal Highness the Princess not far away. She couldn't help but ask, "Isn't the Prince following Her Royal Highness closely?"

Xiao Linting was in a good mood, with a rare hint of joy in his voice.

"Your Highness has a short patience and won't be able to run for long."

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw the pink little ball not far away gradually slowing down.

Xin Juan stared at the little princess' back in a daze, and couldn't help but look at Prince Xiao with a little more admiration in her eyes.

She had always felt that Her Royal Highness the Princess's personality had been hard to understand recently, but she had never expected that Prince Xiao could see through Her Royal Highness the Princess at a glance.

Sure enough, Prince Xiao is the person who cannot be offended the most.

Xiao Linting took big strides and caught up with Jiang Qingqing easily.

"It seems that in addition to attending classes at the Imperial College, Your Highness should also put martial arts on the agenda." He walked behind the breathless Jiang Qingqing and said this leisurely.

Jiang Qingqing took a deep breath, trying to balance her breathing, and she looked up at Xiao Linting.

I couldn't even breathe, so naturally I couldn't speak.

It’s just that pair of bright almond-shaped eyes seemed to become the windows to the soul in an instant.

[You make it sound so easy. I am just a poor, weak and helpless little princess! ! ]

Xiao Linting bent down slightly and easily held Jiang Qingqing in his arms. Listening to her fierce voice, he couldn't help but smile softly.

"Since Your Highness has recognized his mistakes, I will only write one policy paper today."

After saying that, he started walking towards the Imperial College.

Jiang Qingqing lay on Xiao Linting and couldn't help rolling her eyes.

[There really is a reason why Jiang Chen is afraid of you. He is so good at torturing people.]

Xiao Linting slightly curled the corners of his lips, and his previously indifferent mood unexpectedly turned into a faint smile.

He carried Jiang Qingqing to the main hall of the Imperial College. It was just the time when the policy essay teacher entered the classroom for the first class.

The two people walked in on time. When Jiang Qingqing looked at Mr. Policy Essayist, she remembered that she still owed a policy essay to her uncle.

Suddenly his little face drooped in misery, and he kept his head down and wrote furiously throughout the whole course.

Mr. Celun saw that the little princess sitting in the center seat was no longer distracted as usual, but was writing rapidly, which was a rare sight for the old gentleman, and he felt particularly satisfied.

Just as a class was over, the policy essay teacher was about to walk over to Jiang Qingqing to give her some guidance on the details of the policy essay. Before he even reached his seat, he saw the little princess quickly put away the paper, then got off the chair, turned around and ran towards Prince Xiao who was standing nearby.

Mr. Policy, who was about to give the little princess some special treatment, suddenly stopped in his tracks, turned around awkwardly and stiffly, and said to Jiang Chen in front of him: "Does your Highness have any questions? Let me answer your questions and resolve your doubts."

Jiang Chen: You saw my sister run away, and you were too embarrassed to look for me on purpose, right? ? ?

Jiang Qingqing held the newly written policy paper in her hands and handed it to Xiao Linting with both hands.

A pair of round eyes were filled with a flattering smile.

"Uncle, this is the policy paper I wrote. Would you like to take a look?"

Xiao Linting put down the book in his hand, took the light paper, and looked at the words that were just beginning to take shape on the paper. He felt a moment of relief.

In the last calligraphy class, she asked for a copy of her own calligraphy, and it seemed that she was really practicing seriously.

Looking at the three parts of the policy essay on the rice paper with handwriting similar to his, he began to look at the little princess in front of him with a new respect.

As Xiao Linting read through the content of the policy paper bit by bit, his brows slowly went from relaxed to frowned.

Jiang Qingqing's young heart also began to get nervous as he frowned.

"Your Highness, the description of 'the sword comes out of the scabbard, just like seeking the truth and making a decision', the description of 'top' is a bit unstable." Xiao Linting pointed to the two sentences in the policy paper and said softly.

Jiang Qingqing frowned slightly. She leaned on the table, stood on tiptoe and looked at the policy paper she had written spread out on the table, her brows furrowed in displeasure.

"Why is it wrong? This scabbard is propped up. Isn't this description correct?"

As she spoke, Jiang Qingqing stretched out her chubby little hand, raised her thumb towards Xiao Linting, and even moved her thumb up and down in a pressing motion.

Seeing the stubborn look of the little girl, Xiao Linting knew she would say that.

He did not beat around the bush, but went straight to the point of proposing a modification plan.

"If the word 'top' is replaced with 'push', the sentence should be 'pushing the sword out of the scabbard is like searching for the truth', wouldn't that be better?"

He modified two places at once.

Jiang Qingqing frowned at first, thinking that this conclusion was wrong, and tried to use leverage to push back. But after a moment of thinking, she found that the emperor's uncle's revised sentence was indeed more suitable than her original sentence.

Suddenly, Jiang Qingqing's little face looked a little embarrassed.

She raised her eyes happily and looked at her uncle, and saw that he was looking at her very frankly.

The little fellow smiled awkwardly, and stopped raising his feet. The thumb of his outstretched little hand, which was pressing up and down at the beginning, now raised its thumb towards Xiao Linting with confidence and conviction.

"Uncle Huang is a truly cultured man who is both civil and martial! He is so amazing. I can't say anything, so I'll just give you a thumbs up!"

After saying that, the hand with a clenched fist and only a thumb raised was solemnly pushed towards Xiao Linting's face.

The way she climbed down the stairs by feeling her way looked really awkward and funny in Jiang Qingqing's own eyes.

She really couldn't afford to lose face, so she quickly turned around and made an excuse to change her clothes and ran out.

Xiao Linting looked at the little fellow's rosy cheeks with a somewhat restrained look, and a faint smile could not help but rise in his black pupils. He watched the little fellow's embarrassed figure walk out of the hall.

Jiang Qingqing stayed in the locker room until the bell rang for class. Only then did she calm down and walk towards the main hall.

When Jiang Qingqing returned to her seat, she saw the policy paper she had just written spread out on her desk. On the black words on the white paper, there were a few additional marks in cinnabar.

The handwriting was calm and majestic, and one could vaguely see the sharp strokes.

It can be seen that this is a vigorous handwriting written by someone with great ambitions.

Jiang Qingqing is full of admiration and appreciation for such powerful, talented and capable people.