Chapter 1123 He Will Let Me Go

At this time, Lu Xingwan had already rushed through the corridor of Qingyun Palace with a gust of wind and rushed straight into Song Qingyan's arms.

But the next moment, Song Qingyan saw Lu Xingwan raised his head, and his big watery eyes looked straight at her, and there seemed to be a lot of pain in his eyes.

Seeing her like this, Song Qingyan shook her head slightly.

If I could still hear her inner voice like before, I'm afraid Wanwan is praising her own acting skills in her heart at this moment!

Seeing her like this, Song Qingyan's heart was as clear as a mirror. She could probably guess what Wanwan's expression meant.

I probably had the same expression when I was a child and was taken to school by my brother and father, right?

I used to think that I was very good at pretending to be sick, but my brother would find out every time.

Looking back now, this acting was really poor.

It seems that Lu Xingwan's dislike for studying and resistance to schoolwork is inherited from me.

But come to think of it, her Wanwan is not only a cultivator but also very talented, so it is not necessary for her to read this stuff.

But she would never say these things in front of Wanwan, and she still wanted to support her in studying.

She just hugged Wanwan in her arms, tapped her forehead, and looked at her helplessly.

At this time, An Ziqiu also followed Jinxin and came to the side hall.

An Ziqiu took a step forward steadily and bowed deeply to Song Qingyan: "Greetings to the Royal Concubine."

Song Qingyan then turned around and saw that it was An Ziqiu who came to Qingyun Palace with her.

She naturally liked this child in her heart, and now she thought she was very polite.

Because her body was restrained by Lu Xingwan, she couldn't get up to help her, so she quickly winked at Jinxin beside her and spoke with a smile.

"Wanwan is very resistant to studying. I hope you can stay by her side and give her more advice."

An Ziqiu responded immediately.

It was at this time that Lu Xingwan left her mother's arms, stepped forward and held An Ziqiu's hand, and told her mother with a bit of complaint what Mr. Rong had done today.

"Miss An, why don't you stay for lunch?" Lu Xingwan saw that it was almost noon and time for lunch.

An Ziqiu had her own considerations. She hurriedly saluted Lu Xingwan and was determined to leave.

Seeing her like this, Lu Xingwan didn't want to force her to stay.

Anyway, she will be in the palace every day in the future, and I will have a lot of time to spend with her.

Lu Xingwan turned to look at Sister Jinxin who was standing beside her: "Then I'll trouble Sister Jinxin to send Miss An back to her residence."

Jin Xin hurried forward and responded: "Don't worry, Princess."

She naturally understood what the princess meant.

If this Miss An was sent back to her residence by someone close to the Imperial Concubine, then it seems that in the future in this palace, others will have to give An Ziqiu enough face.

At the very least, for the sake of the Royal Concubine, no one should dare to argue with her.

After seeing them leave, Lu Xingwan still nestled in her mother's arms, unwilling to move at all.

"Mother, I knew that Master Rong was a serious person. I didn't expect that he is still so strict now that he is a teacher."

"I can see that since it's the first class today, Master Rong has been more restrained, but he still has so much homework left."

"I'm afraid I won't be able to leave Qingyun Palace today."

After saying this, Lu Xingwan looked like an eggplant hit by frost, listless.

She had been thinking that the Yu Kitchen would have new dishes to be delivered to Long Sheng Palace today. She had also been thinking that after the school affairs were finished today, she would go to Long Sheng Palace for a lunch.

But now it seems...

Song Qingyan scratched her little nose, and seeing her like this, she felt very happy.

Wanwan like this seems to be an ordinary child, a child who needs the care of her mother and father.

Song Qingyan suddenly remembered something. She tilted her head slightly and looked at Wanwan in front of her: "You cultivators don't have that kind of power. Can you complete these lessons quickly?"

After hearing what her mother said, Lu Xingwan suddenly widened her eyes and looked at her mother in front of her: "I'm afraid that mother doesn't think of me as a cultivator, but as an immortal."

However, Lu Xingwan still took these words to heart. She held her chin and looked at Song Qingyan in front of her. After thinking for a moment, she finally nodded.

Her eyes lit up and she suddenly thought of a brilliant idea.

She said excitedly, "Mother, how about next time when the teacher assigns homework, I can use my spiritual power to control him and let him reduce my homework alone."

Seeing Lu Xingwan like this, Song Qingyan reached out and tapped her forehead gently: "If you are like this, isn't it too deliberate?"

"If Mr. Rong had noticed this, he would have doubted me."

Lu Xingwan was just saying it casually.

After hearing what her mother said, she didn't think about Mr. Rong's stern face, but thought of Lu Xingyan's wary eyes looking at her.

If I really use my spiritualism to control Mr. Rong and reduce my studies, I'm afraid that Lu Xingyan will compete with me again.

Forget it, my sister is just like my ancestor.

Seeing Lu Xingwan like this, Song Qingyan continued to stroke her forehead gently: "You don't have to be like this. Your homework is not so tight every day."

"I won't be attending Mr. Rong's class every day anyway."

"I heard from Jinyu that you will have a horse riding class tomorrow. I think this little thing of riding will be easy for you to handle."

Lu Xingwan curled her lips, got off her mother's body, and lay heavily on the couch.

Naturally, she didn't have much enthusiasm for the riding lessons.

Song Qingyan didn't expect that Lu Xingwan would be so resistant to this course.

She continued to comfort her: "I heard that the teacher of your riding course is Chu Yan."

After hearing what her mother said, Lu Xingwan immediately perked up. She quickly sat up straight, her eyes sparkling with excitement: "Really?"

"If Pei Chuyan is our riding master, since we are so familiar with each other, will he take care of me?"

"It would be okay to just take a day off, right?"

Looking at Lu Xingwan's naive look, Song Qingyan didn't say much, but just smiled.

I'm afraid Wanwan's expectations will be dashed this time.

Wanwan has had little contact with Pei Chuyan since she grew up, but Yuanjing and Wenhan know him.

Pei Chuyan always maintains a fair and strict attitude towards everyone.

Although Wanwan doesn't have to worry about the riding assessment.

But in daily classes, Chu Yan probably won't be too lenient with her.

Lu Xingwan had already laid back down at this time, with a hint of smile between his brows.