It's rare to see him serious, Shen Juncheng smiled gently, "Thank you for your concern, Your Highness. I already have a plan and can manage for now."
Song Xingyuan raised his eyebrows and said, "Alright."
He stood up, "When you can't hold on, let me know. After all, we've known each other for so many years. If there's anything I can help with, I definitely will."
Shen Juncheng replied, "Rest assured, when I need your aid, I won't be polite."
Song Xingyuan chuckled and reverted to his lazy demeanor, waved his hand, "I'm leaving."
Shen Juncheng didn't turn around but gave a friendly reminder, "Your actions have been quite frequent lately, Prince Jing has noticed you."
Prince Jing is Song Xingyi, Song Xingyuan's third elder brother, and the most acclaimed one in the struggle for succession.
Lately, Song Xingyuan has been secretly recruiting and developing his own power, even though he keeps it hidden, it's inevitable that there are slips.
Song Xingyuan curled his lips indifferently, "Don't worry, after this, I won't make any more moves for now."
With that said, he unfolded his folding fan with a swish and walked away gracefully.
The courtyard returned to silence, leaving only Shen Juncheng, who continued to stare at the golden loquat in deep contemplation, his gaze profound.
He has lived here in the countryside for ten years now, he constantly thinks of avenging his father.
Back then, they took advantage of his youth, did they really think he knew nothing?
He just lacked the capability.
Now, he is gradually developing, and the secret manor has been established, it's time to unveil Shen Yong's true face step by step.
As Song Xingyuan reached the entrance, suddenly a father and daughter duo approached him. The elder had partly gray hair but was full of spirit, the young girl was charming and lovely, wearing an apricot yellow dress, walked merrily.
Upon seeing him, they both saluted, "Greeting the Prince."
Song Xingyuan waved and signaled for them not to be too formal.
He knew them both, one was Liang Guangwen, Shen brother's maternal uncle, master and doctor, and the other was his daughter, Liang Mingyu, who is Shen brother's childhood friend.
Exchanging polite greetings with Liang Guangwen, and seeing the increasingly graceful young girl, Song Xingyuan praised, "Yu'er is becoming more and more beautiful."
Liang Mingyu immediately lowered her head shyly, "Your Highness, please don't tease Yu'er."
Song Xingyuan laughed heartily, with a straightforward and candid demeanor.
After exchanging pleasantries for a while, he said, "Then I won't delay sir's examination of Shen brother any longer, goodbye."
Liang Guangwen hurriedly and respectfully saw him off, watching Song Xingyuan's departing figure, his cloudy eyes revealing clarity.
Qingjing Pavilion.
"Cousin."
Upon seeing Shen Juncheng in the courtyard, dressed in white, Liang Mingyu happily walked over.
It has been a long time since she saw her cousin, she really missed him.
Shen Juncheng already knew they had arrived, having received a report from the servant, tea had been prepared, so he stood up and said, "Uncle, Yu'er, please sit."
Liang Guangwen was actually a distant maternal uncle of Shen Juncheng, but due to his help during those years and subsequent teachings, Shen Juncheng generally addressed him as uncle, feeling closer that way.
Liang Guangwen stroked his beard, sat down, and asked with concern, "Cheng'er, how have you been lately? Are your eyes still uncomfortable?"
"Uncle, thank you for your concern, Cheng'er is all well."
In fact, his eyes had completely healed a year ago, even encountering strong light wouldn't cause tears, still, he covered them with a white gauze merely to confuse others.
Liang Guangwen said, "Take off the white gauze, let me have another look."
Shen Juncheng complied and removed the white gauze.
Perhaps due to his eye condition, his pupils were different from ordinary people, the color was somewhat pale, making people feel slightly indifferent, but the pupil was very bright, under the gentle sunlight, like the sparkling water reflection.