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The brightly lit room was suddenly filled with people.

The tall, light armored soldiers were two middle-aged men that had an imposing aura that was like a mountain, and the gloomy-looking youth.

When had Aunt Cui ever witnessed such a scene? She was so frightened that she fell back, her eyes filled with terror.

Who are they? What is Shen Junxiao trying to do!

Her head was buzzing. At this moment, the soldier received Zhou Zhen's signal and dragged the paralyzed Master Shen in front of her. This caused her to scream even louder.

Old Master Shen's face was as pale as a sheet. He lay dying on the floor like a stray dog. He no longer had his usual lord aura. Compared to the two men who stood under the candle flame, he was as weak as a speck of dust.

"Chui Corps?" Zhou Zhen called out.

It was a voice without emotions, but it sent chills down Aunt Cui's spine. She bit her lips, not daring to reply.

Seeing that she was just sneering, Zhou Zhen lifted his hand. Immediately, a soldier drew his blade and stepped forward. When Aunt Cui saw him arrive in front of her, she was so frightened that her legs gave out and she fell to her knees. When her life was at stake, she did something that shocked everyone.

She actually pushed Master Shen right in front of him to protect herself.

The soldier's original intention was not to deal with her, so when he swung his blade, Master Shen's screams rang in her ears. Her face was pale, her teeth chattering.

When Grandma Cui saw that they actually dared to stab them with their knives, she was so frightened that she fainted on the spot.

Master Shen was sweating profusely from the pain, and his breathing was even weaker. His eyes were filled with hatred as he glared at Aunt Cui. In his heart, he was hysterically cursing this audacious bitch.

How could she dare to push him to block the blade?!

In his rage and pain, Master Shen suddenly threw himself at Aunt Cui with all his might. Like a man returning to reality, he threw himself at her neck.

Aunt Cui hadn't expected Master Shen to counterattack. The smell of blood on his hands made her nauseous. He clutched at Master Shen's neck, unable to breathe. His pale and hideous face was like that of a vengeful spirit.

Aunt Cui was so frightened and frightened that she couldn't even scream. Her breath caught in her throat as she rolled her eyes. Even his fingers were straight as he forcefully dug a few scratches into the floor.

Shen Jun laughed as he saw his brother's leg being stabbed. He turned his face away from the blood, not expecting the two of them to get into a scuffle.

But he didn't have any intention of stopping it.

His big brother had created all these evildoers, but Zhou Zhen and Feng Ming could not let out a breath of relief. Their lives might not even come to an end. One slash for Xiu Ying's sake.

He closed his eyes. Actually, there was no need for Ye Zichen to be soft-hearted at all. In his' past life ', Ye Zichen's big brother didn't have the slightest bit of soft-heartedness when he was dealing with Ye Zichen.

He let out a foul breath, opened his eyes and placed his hands behind his back. Then, he gently ordered the two people who were being pinched into a ball to be pulled apart.

The couple who had sworn their vows earlier were now itching for each other to die. It was extremely ironic.

Master Shen seemed to have used up all his strength. After he was pulled away, he laid on the ground motionlessly like a dead man, gasping for air.

Shen Jun smiled at Cui Xianzi, who was coughing out a large amount of tears, and said, "Madame Cui, tell us where that man went, and even spare your life. Otherwise, I'm afraid you wouldn't be able to escape today."

The youth's words were a talisman of urging her to move, and Aunt Cui recognized it. In her terror, she already understood that her plan with that man must have been discovered. Although she didn't know what was going on with those two men, they still weren't scum!

They said that giving Shen Hong a single slash is an order by the imperial government!

Aunt Cui was trembling. She wanted to say something, but the fear stuck in her throat. Feng Fu had already lost his patience. He didn't even bother to look at Aunt Cui as he said, "A lowly concubine like her, why ask so much? She deserved to die!"

He actually dared to plot against his own younger sister. She was a proud daughter who had been held in the hands of the protector of the nation ever since she was a child!

Hearing this, Zhou Zhen looked at the young man with pursed lips. Shen Junxiao had previously said that he would leave Aunt Cui's life in search of a person. He had agreed, but Aunt Cui had not died. This indeed made it difficult for them to quell the hatred in their hearts.

Zhou Zhen raised his hand. In the end, it was still filled with killing intent.

There was a sudden wave of greeting outside, stopping him, and then the door opened and her frail daughter was carried into the room by her girl.

"Tsui! Tsui!" Shen Jun laughed faster than anyone else as he walked straight towards the little girl. "What are you doing here? Stop fooling around!"

Her small face was drained of color. The more she was illuminated by the candle light, the paler she looked, causing anyone who looked at her to feel a twinge in their heart.

Shen Jun Xiao reached out to pull her down from Zhi Er's back. He wanted to put her into a chair, but upon seeing Master Shen's tragic state, he hurriedly tried to hold down her head.

"Be good and lean on your third uncle's shoulder, and don't look around at all."

The young man's powerful palm gently held her head, and the warmth seemed to spread to her heart.

Thinking that she would soon be separated from her favorite uncle, Xiu Ying's eyes reddened. Her small hands tightly embraced his neck as she obediently and quietly leaned against his shoulder.

Seeing that their daughter and niece's two generals had gathered around them, Xiu Ying didn't pay them any attention. Instead, she was immersed in the feeling of leaving them, which made their eyes darken.

Shen Jun laughed as he received the two unsatisfied gazes from the crowd. When he saw the gloomy expressions on the two of them, he unconsciously tightened his grip on the little girl's arm.

After the girl returned, the two of them definitely wouldn't ask him to meet again.

As he thought about it, his heart felt dull pain, and he even stopped breathing for a moment. The little girl he wanted to protect was about to leave him. Although this was the result he wanted, at this moment, he suddenly didn't want her to leave.

A kind of skin cut off by someone taking away a treasure.

Xiu Ying could feel that the arm that was hugging her was becoming tighter and tighter, causing her to feel pain. She didn't know why, but she wanted to cry even more.

She could feel that Shen Jun's smile was unwilling to part with her. Even if the youth hadn't said a single word, she was certain that his thoughts were the same as hers. This was the person he understood the most, her third uncle!

There was no one in this world who was better to him.

She wasn't able to hold it in. In the end, her tears had fallen, drop by drop, onto the young man's clothes. He wanted to comfort her, but found himself unable to say a word. Or for fear of saying something inappropriate.

In the end, the youth only raised his hand to pat her head, allowing her to hug his neck as she sobbed.

Zhou Zhen and Feng Zhen didn't know what was going on with their uncle, but the little girl was crying so hard. She wasn't in the mood to care about Aunt Cui, who was still lying on the ground, and her concerned eyes were fixed on Xiu Ying.

They wanted to go up and comfort him, but when they thought about how unfamiliar Xiu Ying was with them, they decided to hold it in.

It wasn't easy for Xiu Ying to stop crying, but she couldn't be bothered to feel embarrassed. She only knew that this was a rare opportunity for her to get along with her third uncle.

Shen Jun smiled as he held her in one hand and pulled out a handkerchief from his sleeve to wipe her crying face.

Xiu Ying smiled at him.

It wasn't good at all. She was crying so hard that her cheeks were bunched up and her tears were tear-stained. Shen smiled as he stared at her intently, as if she were a pearl that people couldn't tear their eyes away from.

In the end, Xiu Ying felt embarrassed. She tugged at his clothes with her small hand. "Third Uncle, I'm heavy. Put me down."

Only now did Shen Junxiao remember that there was still a Master Shen groaning in pain in the room. He stared at the two generals fiercely and asked, "Would you two allow my brother to go in and bandage the wound?" His gaze fell back on Xiu Ying.

Zhou Zhen understood immediately.

He had been careless and wanted to scare his precious daughter!

The guard quickly dragged Master Shen out of the room, but there was still the shocking bloodstain left in the room. When Xiu Ying was placed down, she took a glance at it with an indifferent expression.

Her boldness shocked the three of them. Soon, she raised her hand and pointed at Aunt Cui. "What do you want to do with her?" "She can't die. If she harmed her mother like that, it would only be letting her off the hook!"

Her voice and expression were as calm as usual, but each sentence made Aunt Cui feel more and more hopeless.

"— How can she die? She should live and torture Shen Hong."