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Du Yicheng didn't expect that Shen Junxiao would be here. When he saw who it was, his steps paused for a moment before he continued on his way to the old man's side.

This is his house, Shen Jun is laughing.

The young teenager's pause allowed the Marquis of Yong Ping to see clearly. He cursed in his heart, "How unlucky!" He was actually frightened when he saw the person he saw. His usual domineering attitude immediately turned cowardly.

The Marquis of Yongping said, "Why did you come? Your father was waiting for guests at the front courtyard. Did you not go?"

Du Yicheng respectfully bowed before replying, "If this grandson doesn't go, this grandson will not recite that sour poem."

As he said this, Du Yicheng's eyes flashed towards Shen Jun. He seemed to be hinting at something.

The Marquis of Yong Ping was amused by him. This brat doesn't mind that he's a sour scholar. Who was so diligent in learning from the Shen family? Moreover, the sour scholar almost knocked your teeth out of you last time!

The Marquis of Yongping was also a person who did not help out in any way. He secretly taunted his grandson first, straightened his face and said: "Why aren't you greeting your Uncle-Master?"

Martial Uncle?!

Du Yicheng froze in shock, his eyes widening slightly.

Who was his martial uncle?!

He had also never heard of him having a martial uncle.

"I don't dare." Shen Jun smiled as he straightened his sleeves and stood up, not wanting him to greet him.

The Marquis of Yongping raised his eyebrows again. Du Yicheng finally understood that Shen Junxiao was his grandfather's martial uncle.

However … His face changed again and again, until it was as black as the bottom of a pot.

Shen Junxiao was actually from the same teacher as him. Not only was he from the same teacher, his seniority was completely suppressed.

No wonder when Shen Jun Xiao beat him up last time, he was not weak at all. He would usually do the same to him. He had something to rely on!

Du Yicheng felt as if he had swallowed a fly, and his heart felt extremely uncomfortable.

Shen Junxiao had already bowed and said goodbye to the Marquis of Yongping, "Martial Uncle, don't forget what you promised me and take your leave first." With that, he left.

As the youth's silhouette disappeared, Du Yicheng finally regained his composure and spoke in a higher voice, "Why didn't you tell me this before?"

"It's not too late to tell you now." Marquis Yongping took a sip of tea and said, "Also, don't study in the Shen family ever again."

"Grandfather?" Du Yicheng was taken aback, but soon he became excited as he exclaimed, "Is it because of Shen Jun's laughter? What nonsense are you talking about? I have been living in peace in the Shen family recently, and have done nothing at all!"

"He looks so promising!" The old man heavily placed the tea on the stone table, causing the young boy to immediately droop his head.

The Marquis of Yongping said, "Letting you learn from the Shen family was your father's intention. I also think it's better for you to hone your character rather than cause trouble for yourself. Who knew that you would continue to cause trouble for me. I don't even know what kind of intentions you have for going to the Shen family! Isn't it just because I have taken a fancy to a little girl! "

"Grandfather!" Du Yicheng was stunned by the bluntness of his words, his handsome face flushing red.

"Don't shout! Flawless! With that noisy appearance of yours, forget about Shen Jun, I don't even like you, and you even know how terrible your reputation is! "

Du Yicheng was on the verge of being crushed to death by his grandfather.

Shen Jun still had a smile on his face. What was his grandfather calling him? He must have picked him up!

However, Du Yicheng didn't dare to say a single word, only continuing to lower his head and pursed his lips. He knew that he had to say one more word before he was certain that he would be hitting his target ten times with the stick. He did not want to have to go through the Mid-Autumn Festival like this.

Seeing that people were listening obediently, the old man's expression eased up a bit. With a serious tone, he said, "After the Mid-Autumn Festival, you can go to the military camp. It's about time for you to go."

Upon hearing the words' military camp ', Du Yicheng's eyes lit up, and he immediately furrowed his brows.

He had always wanted to go to the army camp, but it wouldn't take four or five years for him to do so …

"Why?"

The youth did not reply for a long time. Duke Yongping squinted his eyes and laughed coldly, "Have you really grown up as a girl?"

When Du Yicheng heard this sneer, his skin tensed up and he hurriedly replied, "No, grandson knows that if a man doesn't build his career, he will look down on everyone. "But …"

"— Your grandson has fallen for that little girl from the Shen family. That little girl is different from the others. You also want a good granddaughter-in-law to be filial, don't you? Grandfather, I have to go to the army camp, Shen Ying, please help me watch over her, don't let others set her up early. That dad of hers, he might even do something like trading his daughter for some benefits. "

He was afraid that if he left the Yongping Mansion, this little girl would be able to make a big deal out of it.

The Marquis of Yongping's face turned serious again when he heard that. "Why are you worrying so much? Furthermore, that little girl is so good. I am the big one and you are the big one!" This brat really couldn't be cured.

"Grandfather." Du Yicheng immediately lifted his robe and knelt down, kowtowing, "Grandfather, your grandson has never asked you for anything, and yet you refuse? Grandson would not delay his business just because he likes that little girl. I know what I should do, so don't worry. "

Having said that, this grandson was usually a headache. He really didn't ask for anything. Besides... Now, all the burdens of the Du Family were placed on him.

The Marquis of Yongping then sighed and said, "I don't dare to vouch for you on this matter. You are still young, so you aren't suitable to be decided. Who knows, two years later, you will fall in love with another little girl. Shen Junxiao has a very high opinion of you, so I can only ask you for information. If one day you really want to be engaged, I will come back to ask for your opinion. If you still decide that it is her, then I will help you think of a way, even if I have to give up my old face. "

Du Yicheng was overjoyed and kowtowed to the old man.

The Marquis of Yongping let his grandson who had a face full of joy to stand up. He thought for a moment and then said, "Shen Junxiao, it's about your uncle's master. Don't talk about matters with outsiders, including your father."

Du Yicheng solemnly agreed.

There was a strange rule in their sect. As long as one was not a member of their sect, they would not tell anyone about their sect. It was impossible to know that his father had not yet entered the school.

After a few more words about joining the army after the festival, Du Yicheng stayed for lunch before leaving.

After waiting for a while, he saw Xiu Ying, who had followed Madam Feng out, get into the carriage and leave.

He suppressed the urge to speak to her until the carriage was gone.

Du Yicheng headed into the inner courtyard, preparing to see his mother to see if he could hear any news regarding the little girl. However, he didn't expect the manservant to tell him about Xiu Ying's previous predicament.

"What the hell!" Du Yicheng spat on the ground, lifted his leg and walked towards the inner courtyard with a gloomy face.

When the servant saw his appearance, he knew what was going to happen. He hurriedly followed and tried to persuade him, but he was pushed away.

Only the Crown Prince's wife returned to his room and sat down. Behind her were two cousins. One of them looked a little nervous, which made it difficult for Xiu Ying and her daughter.

"You can all sit down as well." With a low voice, the two of them pulled the child to sit down.

After sitting down, they heard the sound of people greeting them from outside the residence. The moment they heard the sound of people greeting their young master, a bright gleam flashed across their eyes.

The Crown Prince's wife saw it and frowned.

On the other side, Du Yicheng had already rushed into the room. He didn't bother to greet them first as he raised his foot and kicked over an empty chair.

Everyone stood up in shock. Du Yicheng sneered, his gaze sweeping past the two women like an eagle.