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In such a beautiful place, it would be a great fortune if he were to meet an old friend again.

Xiu Ying cursed in her heart. What bad luck.

Why was this little overlord here too? Looking at the guards carrying bloody prey in their hands, it was truly a scene to behold!

Shen Junxiao and the others had also seen the situation. He stood up first, as if he understood what Xiu Ying was thinking, and used his body to block her from the back.

Du Yicheng had been practicing martial arts since he was young, and his eyesight was far greater than that of ordinary people. As soon as he saw it, he immediately noticed a round, almost round Xiu Ying. Even if she dodged, he would still stand in front of her.

"Greetings young master Dean. Young master Dean has come up the mountain to hunt so early in the morning." Shen Jun smiled and cupped his hands.

Zhou Mingyi and Xu Liu also hurriedly greeted him. This youth dressed in brocade clothes was surnamed Du, and he was also one of those guards. With a little thought, they guessed his identity.

Du Yicheng gave a faint smile as he looked at Xiu Ying, who was still hiding behind the others, then smiled at Shen Jun, who had a cold expression on his face.

Shen Jun just smiled, but did not reply. Du Yicheng saw that he did not intend to call out Xiu Ying to pay his respects, so he understood what was going on. However, he did not expect that Third Master Shen would be so protective of this little girl. Last time at the Shen household, he was like a hen.

"Since we've met, I'll treat you guys to some wild game." Du Yicheng raised his eyebrows.

Xiu Ying secretly rolled her eyes.

Since it was so early in the morning, he didn't mind being greasy. Furthermore, why didn't a wolf take him away last night?

After Du Yicheng finished speaking, the group of guards behind him had already moved out on their own. A few of them were assigned to stand guard on the perimeter, and some of them had even walked to the stream to deal with their prey.

This didn't give anyone a chance to refuse.

Shen Jun smiled and gestured for the little tyrant to sit down. Then, he pulled Xiu Ying to sit next to him.

Zhou Mingyi and Xu Liuyun's situation could be considered pretty good, as they both came from a scholarly family. Although the eldest grandson of the noble Marquis of Yongping suddenly appeared, he didn't show much restraint. Not long after, the two of them started chatting happily with Du Yicheng.

They had heard of the Little Tyrant Du Yicheng's reputation, but after a few words with him, although he spoke bluntly, he spoke in an orderly manner. It really made them change their opinion of rumors.

At this time, the tea had already been boiled. Shen Jun smiled and silently brewed some tea by the side.

His fingers were long and delicate, and his joints were sharp. When he made tea, he looked really good. Xiu Ying's eyes were fixated on his movements as he flowed through the water clouds.

From time to time, pear petals would fall from the top of his head. The gentle morning light enveloped him as he gently swung Shen Jun's sleeves, making him look like an expensive young master Yu in a painting. Xiu Ying couldn't help but sigh. She felt that her third uncle was truly outstanding. Even making a cup of tea was enough to make people unable to look away.

Since the tea had been brewed well, naturally it should be distributed to Du Yicheng first. Du Yicheng took the cup and blew on it, feeling a little stuffy.

Xiu Ying couldn't even be bothered to criticize him. This was simply disgraceful!

Unexpectedly, Du Yicheng suddenly said, "I've heard that Shen San Ye is proficient in the Six Arts of Arts. My father said that Shen San Ye's tea is also well brewed. However, this young master has never been one to be elegant and would like to consult with Third Master Shen.

Shen Junxiao passed the teacup to Xiu Ying, and as he did so, a light flashed in his eyes. He said lightly, "Crown Prince is too kind. I'm afraid I don't have the ability to guide Young Master Du in any way."

"It's settled then. My father also wants me to study more. I heard that Master Shen San taught your first niece at home, so it shouldn't be difficult for him to bring me along as well."

Xiu Ying almost spat on his face.

This fellow definitely didn't want her uncle to teach her how to read books. The son of the Marquis of Yongping was a scholar. As long as he waved his hand, he wouldn't be able to find a master teacher. Yet, his current Elementary Scholar status was enough for his third uncle to teach him.

There was clearly a ghost!

As Shen Jun listened to the final command, his gaze slightly stopped on the angry Xiu Ying for a moment. He felt a headache coming on. Did this little tyrant remember the last time Xiu Ying kicked him?

He was actually going to take revenge like this?

He thought for a moment, then said: "I'm not good at studying, and I have to attend the Autumn Festival this year. I really can't agree with Young Master Du."

Zhou Mingyi and Xu Liuyu had already been shocked by Du Yicheng's words, and now their mouths were slightly agape as they watched the two of them speak.

"That's right, I forced Third Master Shen to step down this year." Du Yicheng struck out with his palm, recalling the scene from before. Shen Jun smiled as he thought that the little overlord should leave. However, his tone changed as he said, "Then I'll just have to ask Shen San for his tea skills. I'll go once in seven days. What do you think about this?"

Right now, it wasn't just Xiu Ying who wanted to step forward and kick Du Yicheng again. Even Shen Jun Xiao had the same thoughts. Du Yicheng did not deserve the reputation of a little tyrant. He was really good at messing around, making it easier for him to advance while retreating. If he still didn't accept it, then he really would lose face for the Yongping manor. Shen Jun gave a rare smile, his clear and cold face instantly looked like a spring breeze, but the deepest part of his eyes were ice-cold.

"In that case, I will be waiting for Young Master Du in the mansion."

Du Yicheng's heart skipped a beat at those warm and gentle words. The eleven-year-old youth frowned slightly as he sized up the person in front of him. His face still had a smile, a smile that made people feel that it was harmless. He thought to himself. It would be better if Third Master Shen did not laugh. How could a smile be so irreconcilable?

Xiu Ying, on the other hand, knew that her uncle should be angry.

This was a secret she only found out after growing up. As long as her uncle kept smiling like that, he would definitely offend her!

The word 'offending' flashed through her mind. Xiu Ying became excited again. The little tyrant had offended her third uncle, so the third uncle would definitely beat him to death! He must come to the Shen Mansion!

In this fortuitous encounter, the Shen Mansion gained an extra piece of dog skin plaster.

Although Xiu Ying wanted to know how Shen Jun Xiao would deal with this little overlord, she still felt that her interest had been disrupted. He looked around and saw that the guards of the Eternal Ping Mansion were still busy cleaning up the wild game. There was another annoying person here, so he pulled on Shen Jun's sleeves and said, "Third Uncle, bring me to the Pear Tree Courtyard to admire the flowers."

Shen Junxiao naturally agreed. Du Yicheng calmly sat down and watched as his uncle and nephew left, continuing his conversation with Zhou Mingyi and Xu Liu. He then heard quite a few stories about Shen Jun's laughter from the two of them.

Walking in the pear tree forest, every step was surrounded by snow-white petals. At a glance, one could only see clusters of pear blossoms, as if one was walking in the clouds.

Xiu Ying was mesmerized by what she saw. She stretched out her hand to catch the falling petals, the corner of her mouth always lifted upwards. Shen Jun smiled as he reached down to grab a branch. He pinched a small cluster of flowers and placed the hairpin on her bun. The eyes of the little girl when she looked at him was so bright that it was hard to look into. The smile on her young face grew bigger and bigger.

"Third Uncle, in the future, you must bring me here to see the Pear Blossom." Xiu Ying smiled, but her heart was suddenly filled with sorrow.

This pear grove had only been here twice in her time, and the Shen family had then moved to the capital. It was the same as Maple Leaf, the capital city stained with blood-red memories.

Shen Jun smiled as he lifted his hand to stroke her head, "As long as you want to, Third Uncle will bring you here." She might stay in the capital, but if he agreed, he would fulfill his promise.

Xiu Ying then restrained her sorrow, and continued to smile as she walked into the forest with Shen Jun.

The two of them were called back by the guards of the Yongping Mansion. Although it was still too early for lunch, Xiu Ying was looking at the golden brown wild pheasant that was sizzling with oil. She was hungry.