The old man selling flatbread by the city gate flipped his flatbread over and grimaced at a horse-drawn carriage that had just passed by.

I don't know what kind of strange trend has been going on lately, but there are more and more outsiders coming to southern Xinjiang.

The situation along the Youlan River is getting worse and worse; these outsiders are just making things worse!

"Big brother, do you think my sister really wants to come home with us?"

She wore a pale yellow dress, with a brand-new gold-inlaid jade peace lock hanging on her chest, gleaming with a bright and lustrous sheen.

She sat obediently on the soft bench in the carriage, unlike her casual demeanor towards Shen Qingye, and asked the young man sitting upright opposite her with a nervous expression.

The young man's complexion was not like that of an ordinary nobleman from the royal city; it was the wheat-colored tan that comes from years of military service. He had sword-like eyebrows that reached his temples, a sharply defined face, a high nose, and thin lips that were pressed into a serious and stiff line.

He was tall and slender, dressed in a black brocade robe, with a jade belt around his waist and a pair of tiger-skin boots on his feet. A gleaming longsword lay across his waist. Even though he sat upright, he exuded an aura of heroic spirit and iron will.

The young man was Shen Qingcheng, the eldest son of Marquis Anbo.

Shen Qingcheng was resting with his eyes closed, and did not speak immediately upon hearing this.

Instead, it was Shen Qingye, who was standing next to Shen Yu, who made a loud and boisterous noise.

"Let her come back or not, Yu'er. Why are you worried about her? Have you forgotten how she framed and toyed with us back in the Cloud Mist Sword Pavilion?"

Whenever this matter is brought up, Shen Qingye gets so angry that his internal organs ache.

Liang Heng, that kind-faced but black-hearted bastard, treating patients and saving lives is clearly his job.

But that bastard had absolutely no moral bottom line; he shamelessly swindled all the money that he and his sister had.

If it weren't for Mu Yang's help, he and Shen Yu wouldn't have made it to the day they could meet their older brother.

Shen Yu kept a close eye on Shen Qingcheng's expression, and tugged at Shen Qingye's sleeve: "Second brother, please stop talking..."

Why shouldn't I say it?

Shen Qingye grew angrier the more he thought about it, and his rationality vanished on the spot. "She took advantage of His Majesty's backing and acted like she didn't know you or me. During the martial arts tournament, she not only humiliated me, but also dragged her cronies to mock you. I can't swallow this..."

"Shen Qingye." Shen Qingcheng suddenly opened his eyes, his expression serious. "Get out of the car."

Shen Qingye's face immediately paled: "Brother, we've only just entered the city."

"Don't make me say it a second time."

Shen Qingcheng's tone left no room for argument.

"Yes." Shen Qingye was angry, but he dared not argue with his older brother.

He gave Shenyu a reassuring look, then slunk off the car.

Shen Yu glanced at Shen Qingcheng, then at Shen Qingye.

She gripped her sleeve tightly, took a deep breath, and said, "Why is Big Brother punishing Second Brother? Second Brother's injuries have just healed. If he runs from here to the inn, his body won't be able to handle it."

Shen Qingcheng said coldly, "A grown man of eight feet tall, unable to even walk a few miles, what kind of behavior is that?"

He not only showed no concern for Shen Qingye's health, but also ordered the guards driving the carriage to speed up.

It was midday, and there were very few pedestrians on the street. The main reason was that the cursed insects had caused widespread panic, and most people were not in the mood to wander around the streets.

The carriage immediately sped off.

Faced with Shen Qingcheng's attitude, Shen Yu lowered her head and pursed her lips.

Over the years, everyone in the Marquis Anbo's mansion, from masters to servants, has always treated her with great affection.

They can't be said to have everything they want, but most of the time they are granted their requests.

The only exceptions were Shen Qingcheng and Shen Jiao.

Shen Jiao's indifference was a way of expressing her disgust and dislike.

Shen Qingcheng's indifference was directed at everyone.

Even when facing the Marquis of Anbo and his wife, he rarely smiled; his expression always seemed serious and unyielding.

Despite living under the same roof for more than ten years, Shen Qingcheng spent most of his time in the military camp after becoming a military officer.

Although Shen Yu and Shen Qingcheng's relationship in private was not very close, it was still harmonious.

Even so, she was still quite intimidated by her ruthless older brother.

That's all.

Since it wasn't her who was being punished by running, Shen Yu straightened the wrinkles on her cuffs, not intending to confront Shen Qingcheng head-on.

The main point is why it's not worth it for Shen Qingye to anger Shen Qingcheng.

But at that moment, Shen Yu suddenly saw a figure.

The carriage curtain swayed from side to side as the carriage moved, and she saw Shen Qingye, who was panting heavily but still stubbornly running.

She pondered for a moment, then said, "But what my second brother said is true. When did my eldest brother become such a person who can't distinguish right from wrong?"

A stern look appeared in Shen Qingcheng's eyes: "I punished him not because of Shen Jiao, but because he slandered his own sister. If Shen Jiao is wrong, I will punish her. However, as the elder brother, and you as the younger sister, how could you condemn your own family like this? It's simply absurd."

As she finished speaking, her suppressed anger subsided, and she lowered her head, no longer daring to utter another word.

"Big brother is only being mean to me, Yu'er didn't do anything wrong," Shen Qingye said anxiously.

He knew his elder brother's personality well; he was rational and shrewd, and in short, he spoke with facts and upheld the law impartially.

To put it simply, he's single-minded.

It feels like even if their own father committed a crime, their eldest brother could still follow the rules and lead people to take him to the Dali Temple.

Shen Qingye ran so fast her eyes rolled back. From this angle, she couldn't see Shen Yu's expression, but she felt that she was about to cry from feeling wronged.

His heart ached so much he felt numb.

Shen Qingcheng ignored him and said to the guard, "Hurry up, let Shen Qingye catch up again, and you go down and run with him."

The carriage immediately sped away, leaving everyone else in the dust!

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