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Deep into the night in the alleyway.

Shen Jun smiled as he entered the Marquis of Yongping in his black cloak. The teenager walked with a calm and unhurried gait. The lantern-carrying man who had led the way turned his head to look at him frequently.

He felt that this Master Shen San was simply too reserved.

To be able to remain so calm at the age of fourteen, if he were to grow any older, it would definitely be an incredible feat.

Shen Jun smiled, he had seen eyes like this many times. He had experienced many storms in the court, but being invited by the night, what was there to be uneasy about?

Not to mention that he'd calculated that Old Marquis Du wanted someone to invite him.

Shen Junxiao was invited to the house of the Senior Marquis. The lanterns in the house hung high up, illuminating the verdant courtyard. The old man was standing under the porch.

"Thank you for coming." Marquis Yongping smiled and patted the young man's shoulder, looking extremely intimate.

Shen Jun laughed as he took off his cloak, and then said to him, "Martial Uncle is serious."

Upon hearing the other party's address, the Marquis of Yongping laughed heartily and was very satisfied.

"I heard that a few days ago, you entered the capital. Is your master still well?" The old man invited him into the room and sat down. Then he looked up and down at the calm young man in front of him.

"Master has a strong body, everything is fine." Shen smiled and avoided answering what he should not have.

The Marquis of Yongping laughed again, "You don't have to be so cautious. I know my Senior Brother's temper even if you didn't say it. I wonder if I can meet him again. "

As he spoke, his face was filled with emotion.

After a while, he picked up a cup of tea and started on the main topic, "My unpopular grandson told me that you were to come here today, but he didn't have any other reason. He just wanted to ask how you found out about what happened next."

"Jun Xiao was only guessing. He didn't know who was behind it."

His answer caused the old man to be stunned.

Speculation?

Shen Jun laughed under his suspicious eyes and slowly said: "It is indeed a guess. The Marquis of Yongping is insignificant in front of the eyes of the world, but with you here, how could the House of the Marquis of Yongping truly be lost in time? Those people were heading straight for Young Master Du, and their intentions were obvious. "If he really isn't a threat to the family, then who would be so ruthless as to break his lifeline?"

His words were reasonable and well-founded, but it was still far beyond the expectations of the duke of Yongping.

The Marquis of Yong Ping had thought from the beginning that Shen Junxiao had heard of something, and because of the relationship between his teachers and disciples, he brought up his grandson. Unexpectedly, he had guessed it!

So easy to guess?

After Shen Junxiao had finished speaking, his cold demeanor remained the same, Ren Yongping sized him up.

What he said was obviously a perfunctory response from the Marquis of Yongping, but he could only say this. Could it be that he was going to say it all out now because he knew what the Marquis of Yongping had done in his previous life?

That way, no one would be suspicious of him.

Not to mention, he couldn't understand why Du Yicheng would want to assassinate him. In his previous life, there was no such thing as this. Why did Du Yicheng get ambushed in this lifetime?

As he thought about it, this matter definitely had something to do with what the Yongping manor was doing. He didn't know what unforeseen event it was that made it known to outsiders.

That was why they were attacked.

This was beyond his knowledge, and he could not speak carelessly about it. He could only respond with words that aroused the least suspicion.

The Marquis of Yongping sized him up for a long time. Seeing that the expression on his face did not change from beginning to end, he slowly accepted this idea.

"He's so young." The old man could only sigh with emotion.

Shen Jun smiled humbly. "You flatter me."

Since the matter was made clear, Marquis Yongping did not keep Shen Junxiao any longer and sent him back.

Du Yicheng ran over after learning that someone had left. He had already bathed, so his hair hadn't even been combed yet. The old man looked at Shen Jun's smiling face and told him what it looked like.

Du Yicheng stood dumbly on the spot.

He said he guessed it?! Was he a deity? Just a guess was enough to tell!

Even his grandson had an expression of disbelief. The old man glanced at him and said, "Regardless of whether he guessed it or not, we will still accept this favor." You still complain about Shen San everyday. If there's really something, isn't it the first time you think of us?

With that, Marquis Yongping put his hands behind his back and walked into the room. He suddenly stopped and said, "Give me the dagger from my storehouse. It's the one you want to covet for a long time."

Du Yicheng let out a loud howl, shouting towards the back of the old man, "Grandfather, you're too biased to care about me!"

All that was left for him was the slam of the door.

The next day, Du Yicheng brought his iron dagger to the Shen family. Shen Junxiao accepted it without any hesitation, but still, he made things difficult for him.

Du Yicheng was on the verge of suffering internal injuries.

In the afternoon, Madam Feng, who was attending to her, whispered in her ear, "Madam, the matter that you instructed me to do yesterday has been completed." While speaking, she looked extremely angry, "If I hadn't made a trip out of the mansion, I wouldn't even know how terrible those people's mouths would have been."

Madam Feng gently combed her hair with a jade comb. Upon hearing these words, she indifferently replied with a calm expression. She didn't ask what people were talking about, but she knew without even asking that. It was just a shameful matter of forcing someone out of the house with the help of a concubine.

Seeing that she did not say anything, and not wanting to tell her master any more dirty rumors, she only felt wronged for her master and served him wholeheartedly.

During the change of clothes, Madam Feng let the mandarin plum choose the paired jacket with the red pattern of the pestle.

Madam Feng was a person who liked simple colors, so she rarely wore such an ostentatious color. After changing her clothes, her dignified demeanor also carried along with it a bit of her grandeur. Xiu Ying brought Xiang'er over. Seeing her mother dressed like this, her eyes lit up.

"Mother's clothes look good."

When Madam Feng heard her daughter's praise, she smiled so much that her eyes curved. She took Brother Xiang and teased him for a while before placing him on the brick bed. She said, "When I went to visit the old lady, you were at home playing with your brother."

It was not the time to pay respects. The Feng family was going to the main house, which made Xiu Ying suspicious.

Did her grandmother make things difficult for her mother again?

Xiu Ying nervously held Lady Feng's hand and firmly said, "I want to go with you." If her mother was bullied, she could help.

Madam Feng was grateful for her daughter's concern, but it was rare for her to insist on staying.

Xiu Ying didn't have any other choice but to worry and play around with him.

Old Madam Shen had already received something. As she looked at the confession letter, her entire body trembled. It was unknown whether it was due to anger or shock.

It was at this moment that a little girl lifted the bamboo curtain outside to inform Madam Feng that she had arrived.

Old Madam Shen's hands trembled, and the paper in her hands floated to the ground. She gathered her thoughts and sat on Rohan's bed with a straight face, thinking bitterly that she would like to see what Mrs. Feng was up to.

As the curtain was lifted, sunlight flooded in. Old Madam Shen saw a bright figure, its bright red color piercing her eyes.

When she looked at Madam Feng again, she realized that this daughter-in-law of hers was no longer gentle. She wasn't sure if she was mistaken, but she actually felt that Madam Feng's aura was intimidating.

"Has the old lady seen it?" Madam Feng stood in the middle of the hall, her red lips slightly parted as her beautiful eyes stared at the old man.