Cousin's Visit

It was rare to see him so serious. Shen Juncheng smiled. 

"Thank you for your concern, Your Highness. I have a countermeasure in mind. I can still hold on for the time being."

 Song Xingyuan raised his eyebrows.

 He stood up. 

"Tell me if you can't take it anymore. We've known each other for so many years, so I'll definitely help you if I can."

"Don't worry, I'll need your help when the time comes. I won't stand on ceremony," Shen Juncheng replied.

Song Xingyuan smiled and returned to his lazy appearance. He waved his hand. 

"I'm leaving."

Shen Juncheng did not turn around. Instead, he gave him a friendly reminder. 

"You've been a little too active recently. Qingjing Pavilion has noticed you."

Qingjing was Song Xingyuan's third brother. He was also the most popular person in the fight for the throne.

Recently, Song Xingyuan had been secretly recruiting soldiers and building up his own forces. No matter how secretive he was, it was inevitable that he would make mistakes.

Song Xingyuan was indifferent as he curled his lips. 

"Don't worry. After this, I won't do anything for the time being."

 With that said, he folded his fan and walked away elegantly.

The courtyard returned to silence, leaving only Shen Juncheng, who continued to stare at the Golden loquats in a daze, his eyes distant.

He had moved to this village for ten years, and there was not a single moment that he had not thought of avenging his father.

Back then, she had bullied him because he was young and really thought that he was ignorant.

 He just didn't have the ability.

 Now, he was gradually developing and the secret agent was also established. It was time to reveal Shen Yong's true colors step by step.

 Just as Song Xingyuan was about to reach the door, a father and daughter pair suddenly walked over. The old man's hair was half-white and he was in high spirits, while the young girl was pretty and lovely. She was wearing an apricot-yellow dress as she walked over happily.

 When they saw him, they all bowed. "Greetings, Your Highness."

 Song Xingyuan waved his hand, indicating that the two of them didn't need to be so polite.

 He knew both of them. One was Liang Guangwen, brother Shen's uncle's master and doctor. The other was his daughter, Liang Mingyu, who was also brother Shen's childhood sweetheart.

 After politely exchanging pleasantries with Liang Guangwen, Song Hangyuan praised the young lady who was becoming more and more beautiful, "Miss Yu'er is getting more and more beautiful."

 Liang Mingyu immediately lowered her head shyly. "Your Highness, don't tease Yu'er anymore."

 Song Xingyuan laughed heartily.

 "Then I won't hold you up from re-examining brother Shen. Goodbye," he said after exchanging pleasantries.

 Liang Guangwen hurriedly sent him off respectfully, looking at Song Hangyuan's back as he left, his murky eyes clear.

 Qing Jing Xuan.

 "Cousin."

 Liang Mingyu saw Shen Juncheng in the courtyard, dressed in white, and immediately walked over happily.

 She hadn't seen her cousin for a long time, and she missed him.

 Shen Juncheng knew that they were coming, so a servant had already informed him and prepared tea. He stood up and said,"Uncle, Yu'er, sit."

 Liang Guangwen was actually Shen Juncheng's distant uncle. However, because of his kindness in helping him in the past, as well as his guidance over the years, Shen Juncheng usually addressed him as uncle, as he felt closer to him.

 Liang Guangwen stroked his beard. After he sat down, he said with concern, "Cheng 'er, how have you been? Do your eyes still feel uncomfortable?"

 "Thank you for your concern, Uncle. Cheng'er is fine."

 In fact, his eyes had been completely healed a year ago. They would not be pierced by white light until they cried. The reason why they were still covered with white gauze was just to fool people.

 "Take off the white veil, I'll show you again," Liang Guangwen said.

 Shen Juncheng acknowledged and removed the White veil.

 Perhaps it was because of his eye disease, but his pupils were different from ordinary people. The color was a little light, which made people feel a little cold, but his pupils were very bright. Under the soft sunlight, they were like the ripples reflected on the water.