Is it because the person accompanying me is Yun Zheng, so I feel so empathetic?

Thinking about it this way, he stared at Yun Zheng, feeling an inexplicable feeling in his heart.

In addition to the feeling of being high above and overlooking all living beings like ants, it is more of a sacred feeling of being worshiped.

This feeling is very special, it can make your peaceful heart jump, unconsciously, Lin Qingran's palm is wet with sweat.

Infinite borders, mysterious valleys, towering palaces, vast squares, men in black who can't see the borders at a glance.

At this moment, even the howling in the wind brought a bit of the majesty of the iron horse and the majesty of swallowing mountains and rivers.

Yun Zheng waved again, and the endless black-clothed soldiers got up silently again, still motionless, just looking into Yun Zheng's eyes, scorching like wildfire.

In the silence, dozens of people walked out of the men in black. These people behaved gracefully, moved swiftly, and were full of the air of walking through mountains of swords and seas of fire. Lin Qingran could tell that these people must have come from Experienced in the fire of the battlefield.

In a blink of an eye, after a few ups and downs, these dozens of people flew in front of Yun Zheng. They all knelt down on one knee, saluted, and said loudly: "See you, my lord!"

Lin Qingran listened to these people's addressing Yun Zheng, and her heart was moved, she was not called the prince, but the lord, did these people only recognize Yun Zheng as the master?

Before she could figure it out, Yun Zheng nodded and asked these people to get up.

Lin Qingran had a lot of friendship with Yun Zheng in her previous life, and she had met many people around him, but she was unfamiliar with these dozens of people, and she had never met them before.

It was also the first time for these people to see Lin Qingran, and it was the first time they saw a woman standing beside their lord. Even under the eyes of everyone, the lord never let go of her hand. It was just such a simple movement. , which hides many meanings.

Seeing the woman's jade face smiling again, her eyes shining brightly, she couldn't help guessing Lin Qingran's identity in her heart.

Yun Zheng didn't seem to see the expressions of everyone, and only said a word: "She is my wife, your mistress."

As soon as this sentence came out, the faces of all the men in black were shocked, but they forcibly remained calm and listened to their lord continue to speak.

"Now all of you look up and remember the appearance of your mistress, there must be no mistakes!"

"Yes!"

Everyone responded in awe-inspiring unison, staring at Lin Qingran with fiery eyes. If Lin Qingran hadn't once dominated the world, she would have been too ashamed to lift her head under such gaze. If so, her His face was still red.

He glared at Yun Zheng indiscriminately, the hand held in his palm, fingers slightly bent, squeezed his hand hard, Yun Zheng's hand hurt, but his face remained still, and he shook Lin's hand comfortingly. Lightly dyed hands, beckoning her to be patient.

Fortunately, these men in black were very measured. After watching for a while, they turned their eyes to Yun Zheng, waiting for his next instruction.

Yun Zheng was expressionless, looked around at the people in black, and said lightly: "Her surname is Lin, she is the second young lady of the Lin family, the Princess of Zhaohua, who is now conferred by the emperor, and I brought her here today just to let you meet her." , know who my mistress is, and who my wife is?"

Speaking of this, there was a pause in the voice, and then it was unreasonably low and dignified, and asked slowly: "I have said so much, do you understand what I mean?"

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