Lin Zhihuang felt Wen Nanfang's slightly trembling hand, and immediately realized that he might have thought wrong. He wanted to retreat, avoiding Wen Nanfang's big palm covering her lips, trying to explain out loud that he was not a ghost, but a human being.

facts to appease his emotions.

No matter how smart Wen Nanfang is, he is also an ancient man in this world. He should be very afraid of using strange power to mess up the gods.

However, Wen Nannan didn't give her a chance to speak anymore. He followed her retreat and caught up with him. For the first time, he showed a strong posture. He held her shoulders and restrained her, preventing her from retreating any further. She did not avoid him.

It's possible to talk again.

"My lord, Congshen understands," Wen Nanfang held Lin Zhihuang's hand with a little force and looked down at her with a serious expression.

Chongshen, what do you understand?

Judging from his attitude, it doesn't look like he's scared?

Because you trust her, you don't feel threatened by her?

Lin Zhihuang turned his head and struggled, wanting to explain clearly to Wen Nanfang again.

Wen Nanfang's hold on her was surprisingly strong at this time. Lin Zhihuang tried hard for a long time, but found that he couldn't break free at all, and frowned slightly.

"You don't need to explain anymore." Wen Nannan saw Lin Zhihuang's frown and shook his head gently: "What you just said, don't say it to anyone else from now on, and Congshen won't ask any more questions. You will treat it as if you have never heard it before."

This is what I said."

Lin Zhihuang stopped struggling after hearing the meaning of Wen Nanfang's words. Zhihuang Zhihuang understood Wen Nanfang's words and had determined that she was not the original Lin Zhihuan. As for what he took her for, it was not clear.

But looking at Wen Nanfang's attitude at this time, even though he knew that she was an alien, he didn't have any objection to her. This was mainly because he was more concerned about her safety at this time and would not let her say more for fear of being overheard and treating her badly.

If it poses a threat, you can get a glimpse of it.

These are enough. As for what Wen Nanfang thinks of her, why bother to explore further? After all, he trusts her.

Lin Zhihuang understood what Wen Nanfang meant and nodded to him, indicating that she would never say this again. Only then did Wen Nanfang loosen the shackles on her.

"Congshen just wants to ask my lord two more questions." Wen Nanfang whispered.

Lin Zhihuang stepped back a little, looked up calmly and replied, "Congshen just asked."

"Will you leave here suddenly?" Wen Nannan pursed his lips and asked.

"No." Lin Zhihuang shook his head heavily.

She doesn't even know how she got here, so how can she go back?

"Then how is your body structure different from ours?" Wen Nanfang lowered his head, looked at Lin Zhihuang more seriously, and continued to ask.

As Wen Nanfang finished speaking, an oriole flew briskly and stopped on the edge of the pavilion, chirping.

"Except for thoughts, everything else is the same. You will get sick, you will grow old, you will die." Lin Zhihuang sighed softly, fixed his gaze on the flying oriole, and answered softly.

"Then my lord is just like us. He is a stranger. From now on, my lord, don't say those words again. Don't say it to anyone. You understand." Wen Nannan looked at Lin Zhihuang with a heavy gaze and warned her sternly.

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"Yes." Lin Zhihuang withdrew his gaze from the resting oriole, looked back at Wen Nannan with concentration, and solemnly responded to his advice.

Wen Nanfang knew that she did not belong here, but he still treated her as usual. This normality made Lin Zhihuang's uneasiness about being "alien" that had been accumulating in his heart fade away, and his sense of belonging here deepened.

Lin Zhihuang felt relieved and finally fully integrated into this strange era. This feeling of finally landing gave her brows a hint of lightness that could be seen. She smiled in relief and said in a quiet voice: "Cong Shen,

My name is Lin Zhihuang."

"Emperor?" Wen Nanfang's eyes, as black as midnight, suddenly shrank, with thick, strange colors smearing all over them.

The emperor, the white king above, drives away the darkness and welcomes the king of day.

Lord, is this the 'Emperor' sent by the 'Tiandao' who seems to have closed his eyes to end this man-made turmoil?

is that so?

That's it...

It turns out that the "way of heaven" is not heartless, it just hasn't spoken. Is it also unbearable for this hell on earth?

How fortunate that he, Wen Nannan, became the first person to follow her and the person she trusted the most.

Timing is truly a wonderful thing.

Wen Nanfang immediately calmed down, raised his hand again, touched Lin Zhihuang's lips, and said slowly: "My lord, please be careful, this name must not be told to others before your great cause is accomplished."

Wen Nanfang's hand on Lin Zhihuang's lips trembled slightly, and his eyelashes were lightly covered like a pair of small fans. It seemed calm, but in fact, there were already turbulent waves underneath.

"Yes." Lin Zhihuang's eyes were filled with a smile and he responded softly again. Only then did Wen Nanfang put down his hand again.

The chirping and singing orioles that flew in were tired of stopping, and quickly flew up, taking away the solemnity that filled the air.

He knows himself well in his heart, and he should be considered a blessing to have such a wise master who trusts him more than him.

She knows her best, and it is a blessing to have such trust that is more important than that of her subordinates.

Wen Nanfang's eyes were calm, while Lin Zhihuang's eyes were clear and clear.

Wen Nanfang and Lin Zhihuang looked at each other in the pavilion. The breeze blew by, and a faint scent of sandalwood with body temperature brushed the tip of Wen Nanfang's nose and penetrated into his heart.

Hualing, who was on guard not far away, saw Wen Nanfang with his star-like eyes half-downcast in the distance. He was like a jade, looking seriously and sincerely at the master in the fiery red outfit in front of him. The master also looked up at Wen with a gentle smile.

In the south, the two stopped talking and looked at each other in the pavilion, like a beautiful scenery.

Hua Ling noticed this picturesque scene and squinted her eyes in confusion, sighing that the friendship between Wen Nanfang and her lord was really deep. If she wanted to catch up from behind, she would have to work harder.

Therefore, in the next few days, the soldiers of the entire Qingyan Army were drilled to death by the commander-in-chief Hua Ling.

Time is like water, more than a month has passed in the blink of an eye.

In the county town of Lixian County, there are crowds of pedestrians inside and outside the city, clear water roads, busy business travelers, and bustling streets. At a glance, there are a dazzling array of stalls, inns and teahouses, and it is a peaceful scene.

The largest teahouse in Lixian County, Liuxian Tower, was bustling with people at this time. The storyteller was standing on the balcony in the center of the hall, telling an animated story about Hua Mulan joining the army for her father, and finally made great contributions and was awarded an official by the imperial court.

In the end, the woman refused to serve and returned home because she was afraid that her identity would be exposed.

After Lin Zhihuang told this story to Wen Nanfang, Wen Nanfang personally made a very purposeful adaptation when writing the story. The plot of the story sounds more thrilling and exciting, and it also highlights the hardships of women serving as soldiers, and the relationship between women and men.

It is also the purpose of keeping the family and country in mind.

The subject matter of this story is too novel, and it is very different from the mainstream stories of men and women falling in love before and after spending time together, and then elope. The characters in this story have noble feelings about their family and country, defend their country, and defend the people behind them to the death.

, is something that ordinary people know about but have never experienced personally.
Chapter completed!