Only after Wang Yang had been gone for a while did Xie Xinghan come back to her senses. She turned to A-Wu and Xiao Shan.
Xiao Shan was still lost in the scene Wang Yang had just painted, oblivious to everything else, but A-Wu had a bad feeling. She flashed a brilliant smile. "What tea would you like, Lady Xie? I'll go brew it!"
Xie Xinghan smiled and asked softly, "A-Wu, who taught you to recite 'Book of the Later Han: Southern Man Biography'?"
A-Wu's smile did not falter. She blinked her big eyes. "Master Liu Qiu from West Sandbar!"
"Oh? You're learning so quickly that he's already teaching you the Book of the Later Han?"
"No, he just mentioned it in passing, and I remembered!"
Xie Xinghan narrowed her starry eyes.
"You remembered it from a passing mention? Then you're just like your Young Master-you never forget anything you hear!"
Little A-Wu swallowed and forced herself to remain calm.
"How could I compare with the Young Master? But I've remembered lots of things. Master Liu Qiu also mentioned 'Biographies of the Southwestern Barbarians' in Records of the Grand Historian! And the Book of Han, the Book of Han..."
Xie Xinghan's smile gradually faded.
Little A-Wu felt the pressure surge! She panicked at once and forgot the answers Wang Yang had taught her!
"Oh! And 'The Southwestern Barbarians and the Two Yue' in the Book of Han..."
Little A-Wu had just gathered her thoughts and was about to continue when Xie Xinghan walked over to Chen Qing Shan.
"Miss Chen, you said you'd heard of several famous talented women in the capital, but couldn't quite remember their names. Whose names do you remember, then?"
Chen Qing Shan blushed and murmured, "I... I can't remember."
Xie Xinghan beamed. "So mine is