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Could it be that what he said was serious?

"Young Master Shen? Young Master Shen?"

"Huh?" Shen Zhaoxue heard the man calling him, and then came back to look at the soldier.

"You lost your things." The soldier returned the medicine bag to Shen Zhaoxue.

"Thank you." Shen Zhaoxue smiled awkwardly.

But he didn't expect this smile to make the little soldier feel a little helpless.

He scratched the back of his head and laughed along with Shen Zhaoxue. After a while, he realized that his behavior was inappropriate, and said with a blushing face, "Young Master Shen, you are so pretty."

Shen Zhaoxue laughed again when she heard the words, pulled the bridle and led the horse away.

The horseshoes were brisk, and when they walked through the busy city, they attracted the girls to sprinkle flowers down, and a rain of flowers fell like a heavy rain from the sky.

Wherever Shen Zhaoxue's white clothes were wrinkled, they were covered with all kinds of flowers.

At this moment, an exclamation suddenly broke the tranquility of the flying flowers all over the sky.

"Be careful, son!"

Shen Zhaoxue heard the sound and looked over, and saw countless stones falling to the ground in response, making a crackling sound on the ground.

At this time, there was a fist-sized stone attacking Shen Zhaoxue's face.

Shen Zhaoxue looked at the stone that was close at hand, her pupils constricted involuntarily, and a little sweat dripped from her forehead.

Being hit by a rock of this size would leave scars, if not disfigurement.

Shen Zhaoxue subconsciously used her elbow to cover her face, but suddenly heard the sound of the stone falling to the ground, and at this moment there were cheers from all around.

"Master, are you alright?" The young boy's immature voice came from the front.

Shen Zhaoxue lowered her elbow and glanced at the man.

He was dressed in white, his black hair was tied up with a black hair band, and there were a pair of charming peach blossom eyes on his slightly childish face. The moment Shen Zhaoxue saw his face, Shen Zhaoxue could feel the shock in those peach blossom eyes.

"You?" The boy's sword hand trembled.

Shen Zhaoxue frowned, feeling a little puzzled while riding on the horse.

But the young man suddenly put the sword aside, knelt down, and kowtowed heavily at him.

"Master."

With just one sound, Shen Zhaoxue was even more confused.

"Are you calling me?" Shen Zhaoxue looked around and pointed to herself.

"Yes, Master." The young man knocked his head on the back of his hands and dared not look up at him.

"Did you admit the wrong person?" Shen Zhaoxue thought for a long time but didn't remember that she had taken in an apprentice.

When he saw the shock in the young man's eyes before, he thought that the young man was shocked by his celestial appearance, but now it seems that he may have admitted the wrong person.

"The apprentice will never admit his mistake." The young man stubbornly insisted that Shen Zhaoxue was his master.

Shen Zhaoxue looked at him kneeling on the ground and said, "Get up first, and we will talk in detail after returning to Shen's residence with me?"

"Follow the master's order." The boy kowtowed again, and then grabbed the sword beside him.

"This fellow Daoist..."

Before Shen Zhaoxue finished speaking, she was interrupted by the young man.

"Master, my name is Ye Henwan."

Being suddenly interrupted, Shen Zhaoxue was a little embarrassed, "Brother Ye."

"Master, are you refusing to recognize your apprentice? Why do you call him so eloquently?" Ye Henwan followed the white horse, and suddenly saw the medicine bag in Shen Zhaoxue's hand.

"Master is sick?"

Shen Zhaoxue also noticed Ye Henwan's gaze, he grabbed the medicine bag and put some in it, "It's just some ordinary tonic, Brother Ye asked why?"

When Shen Zhaoxue was collecting the medicine package, Ye Henwan noticed the scar on his fair wrist, and suddenly narrowed her peach blossom eyes dangerously.

"Someone hurt Master?"

Hearing this, Shen Zhaoxue felt a little baffled.

Where did this man come from?Is this kind of protective speech really the tone that an ordinary master and apprentice should have towards their master?