C11

On the day of the poetry meet, just as Master Shen had said, the Marquis of Yongping had also knocked on his door. The Shen Mansion was bustling with noise and excitement.

Old Madam Shen was still here. In order to respect her mother-in-law, Madam Feng had set up the stage at the Kang Ning Courtyard. Old Madam Shen had always been smiling when she saw the guests. He enjoyed the treatment of his eldest daughter-in-law.

Madam Huang Ping also followed along. She was extremely famous in the Eternal Ping Mansion. Her family was the old home of the capital's Xu Ge, and they were all very beautiful. It had a pair of large eyes, and when looking at someone, it seemed as if they were talking. She was a girl from an aristocratic family and her education was first class. She wouldn't keep up her airs and coax Old Lady Shen into a wide smile.

Master Shen was a local parent and brother who was a government official in the capital. Even though he was only a fourth rank official, he could very well be promoted to a third rank one or two steps into the cabinet. A family like the Yongping Mansion naturally knew who should be interacting more with.

A guest had arrived at the house, and Xiu Ying had been dragged along as well. She did not like to listen to the drama of the beginning. Listening to her babbling onstage gave her a headache, but she did not show it on her face. She always acted like a child. Fortunately, Madam Feng asked the juniors to come over and let the little girl take them to play in the little garden.

Although she did not need to listen to the drama, but facing a bunch of rascals, Xiu Ying also felt a headache.

Once they arrived at the small garden, Shen Guan, who couldn't sit still, was about to jump at the butterflies.

The three girls and four girls of Liao Tongzhi's family and the second girl of Chen Tong's family were all dragged by Shen Yu Wang to jump at the butterfly. Shen Lian still looked dignified. She wore a light green dress, and sat there looking as tender as a leaf that just sprouted in the spring. She talked to the Min girls.

The Min family was also a scholarly family. They were people who had been promoted to the rank of an Elder in the past. However, in these two generations, they had become insignificant, and the best was only at the fourth level of the official. It was also Miss Min's father.

Miss Min was ten years old this year. She was a very quiet girl. She was wearing water colored clothes, and her slim figure made her seem like she was about to enter her girlhood. The people who followed her today were all her little sisters that admired her for obediently following by her side.

However, this Miss Min was very strange, she would rather talk to Shen Lian than look at Xiu Ying. Xiu Ying didn't move closer to her.

In this way, among the group of girls, Xiu Ying discovered that she was the only one left. But she enjoyed the peace and quiet. She sat there eating her snacks, keeping an eye on them from time to time, so as not to get into an argument with other children.

Just like this, they played their separate game and for a while, it was peaceful and peaceful.

The faraway Conning Courtyard changed out of the Jade hairpin, and in the play Chen Miaochang was singing 'Smoky light and soft clouds, fragrant mist and shade'. "Sigh, it's a long night and cold. Hug the Jade Rabbit and warm up." Her words were full and melodious … Xiu Ying, who didn't like to listen to any drama, suddenly felt a sense of sadness. Her gaze also became distant. Under the sunlight, her little figure seemed very lonely.

Shen Junxiao accompanied three or four teenagers passing by a bamboo forest. When they heard some laughter, he stuck his head out and looked around.

With a single glance, he saw Yingyu sitting under the Pear Blossom Tree.

He slightly tilted his head upwards, as if he was looking at the flower bud on a tree, or as if he was passing through leaves and leaves to look at the blue sky above. The expression between his brows was extremely faint. If one did not look carefully at the sadness contained within it, then they would miss it.

Shen Jun was stunned for a moment before he looked at the two groups of young ladies, sitting alone.

"Brother Jun Xiao, what's wrong?" a teenager behind him asked. He was wearing a royal blue embroidered pine leaf tattoo.

Shen Jun smiled and retracted his gaze. Just as he was about to say that he had nothing to say, the youngest of them walked over from the fork in the road. Everyone hurriedly called out to him: "Young Master Du."

The youth, however, paid no attention to the others. His attendant hurriedly followed.

Shen Junxiao looked in the direction the youth had gone, and could only follow. Everyone exchanged glances and had no choice but to follow. Anyway, there was their sister.

"Hey, little chubby girl, why aren't you playing with them?"

As Xiu Ying was lost in thought, a black shadow blocked her sight. She looked at him, but didn't say anything.

Her little face was round and round, and when she looked at him, her eyes were round and childish. Du Yicheng looked at her with disdain, curling his lips. "No wonder people don't like to play with you, you look so dumb. But I also don't like people who always open their mouths to words."

Shen Junxiao and his men had just rushed over when they heard this. Embarrassment flashed across their faces … Are you talking about them, the direct descendant of the Marquis of Yongping? He's really rude when he speaks to him.

Xiu Ying also saw her third uncle and glanced at Du Yicheng, who had suddenly appeared in front of her. "I also don't like people who are familiar with each other."

Du Yicheng's face instantly turned black.

Shen Jun had a smile plastered on his cold face. This girl was avenging him. However, this is the little overlord of the Yongping Mansion. He stepped forward and said, "Young Master Du, this one's niece has a child's temperament. Please do not take offense to me."

As he spoke, Xiu Ying remembered who this eleven year old youth was. He was the direct grandson of the Marquis of Yongping. No wonder he looked so familiar. She had seen it when he was fourteen. At that time, many of the young ladies of Yongping Mansion were worried about him.

So it turned out that at his age, he was already so good-looking. With his thick eyebrows and big eyes, he had a different resolute aura from a scholar. It seemed that the Marquis of Yongping was happy about the result and that the Emperor had gathered the military power. Their position was obviously not as high as it was in the past and they were only given their positions in the City Guards. Only in Du Yicheng's generation did the Du Family return to being part of the military officials.

Xiu Ying looked Du Yicheng up and down a few times as she thought, just in time to see him give a strange smile.

When the crowd saw his smile, they all felt a little scared. This young master of the Yongping Mansion was a tyrant, someone would be in trouble just by smiling.

As everyone was still in the middle of their thoughts, Du Yicheng reached out his hand and pinched Xiu Ying's face, even pulling on her cheek.

Shen's eyelids twitched as he tried to take his hand, but he let go. Meanwhile, Yu Ying was dumbfounded.

— She was pinched in the face.

Although she was eight years old now, her heart was eighteen years old!

Xiu Ying realized that she had been pinched by a claw and immediately stood up. Du Yicheng took a step back and smiled at Shen Jun, "This little niece of yours is not bad at all." The meaning in his words was that he felt great.

Xiu Ying's face turned even darker. She didn't even think as she stomped her foot on the ground and ran away.

This time, it was everyone's turn to be stupefied. Du Yicheng's toes had been trampled on, and he was in so much pain that he almost cried out. He had to forcefully endure the pain so that he didn't lose his face.

"Young Master Dean …" "My niece is mischievous. Are you alright?" Shen Junxiao was the calmest on the scene. Even though his niece had taken him by surprise, seeing this little tyrant who bullied others made her want to laugh.

Du Yicheng looked at the figure of the figure flying away like a rainbow butterfly, secretly clenching his teeth, only then was he able to squeeze out a sentence, "I'm alright. This is the first time he's been humiliated by a child, and a girl at that!"

Shen Junxiao was right about the restraint, but he didn't care. The people from the House of the Marquis of Yongping didn't have much contact with his family, and this little girl might not be able to touch him in the future.

The young masters, who had wanted to say hello to their younger sister, left as well. They followed Shen Junxiang, walking back to the bamboo forest path and headed towards the pavilion in the garden.

Xiu Ying ran to the side and kept wiping her face with the handkerchief. Du Yicheng was too annoying. Where would he be able to pinch a face with his hand? He didn't have the slightest bit of nobility, just like a hoodlum in the market!

She cursed silently in her heart as she felt that she was extremely unlucky. It seemed as if she hadn't run into him during the poems of her previous life. Following her, Screen saw that she had wiped her cheeks red and quickly stopped her from moving any further.

The two of them stood by the bushes, and when they heard someone talking, Xiu Ying felt it was strange. She stretched out her head and looked around. When she saw that it was Cui Niang's little girl, Sanxue, holding a red packet in her hand, she looked at it again. It seemed that there was someone behind the tree in front of her. Only the corners of her navy blue robes were exposed. After that, she seemed to have turned a corner and left. Sanxue put the things in her sleeve and looked like she was returning to Aunt Cui's courtyard.

These two people were quite sneaky. Xiu Ying frowned.