C42 (1/2)

Yun Yin stood up and tilted his body to avoid Yun Zihuang's bow. After all, no matter how much he looked down on the Canton Princess, she was still his little mistress. As a subordinate, how could he calmly accept the apology from the little mistress? Moreover, if he were to accept it, it would mean that he had to accept this young prefecture lord. As arrogant as he was, the only person he admired in his heart was Marquis Yun Fei. The only person he respected in his heart was this Marquis.

The other person that Yun Yin admired was none other than Jing Yuan, King Feng Qingxiao.

This was also because he was dissatisfied with Feng Qingxiao's disrespect and order. After he avoided it, he coldly said, ”I dare not accept it.”

After all, the princess was their young master, how could they dare to accept her salute and apologize?

The master is right, the wrong is right, the master is the sky, the god!

They were servants of the marquis' residence. Although their personal guards were also one of the 12 guards of the imperial guards, they were only loyal to the top of the cloud, obeying the orders of the brave marquis. Many of them had grown up by the duke's side since childhood, raising them and training them. They were the private troops of the manor. If it wasn't for the fact that the duke had given them the identity of a royal guard, they would've been servants of the manor to a certain extent!

All of the house slaves belonged to the master, and their lives and everything belonged to the master!

It was because Yun Fei had given them the status of imperial guards that Yun Zhao and the others had been able to escape the lowly status of servants and become highly respected officers in the capital. They had the opportunity to become wives and raise their wealth, but all of this was bestowed upon them by the marquis!

”Yun” wasn't their real surname because many of them were abandoned since they were young. They lost their parents, their home, and they didn't even have names.

”Yun”, this surname, was given to them by their master Yun Fei!

The personal guards of the imperial guards all had the surname ”Yun”, and this was even more so for the hidden guards. Only because of the duke's gift could they all possess such a noble surname. Master Hou was their heaven, their only master. In their hearts, Master Hou was their father!

In the future, when the position of the Yunfei Peak is inherited by the heir, their master will be this little mistress!

The problem was that the duke's manor had yet to take on the heirs to the position of Marquis Yongwu. Even if the eldest young master was born from a concubine, he could become the successor if he became an equipment. However, his background was low and he had neither knowledge nor skills. Even if there was only one young master in the current duke's manor, no one believed that Yun Chengfeng had the right to inherit the duke's estate.

Perhaps, under the circumstance that Yun Chengfeng was only a son, he would have to give him the title of Marquis of Bravery in the end. However, the royal guards would never fall into the hands of this young master.

As the eldest daughter of the Marquis, Yun Zihuang was also from the same family as a daughter. She did not have any rights of inheritance, not to mention that she was the future Crown Prince's consort and would be the Empress in the future. How could the rank of a valiant marquis, the position of commander in chief of the imperial guards, compare to that of a queen!

Yun Zihuang smiled wryly in her heart. It seemed that the original owner had been a nobody. Even in the house of the Marquis, he had been treated so unfavorably. His medical skills were still alright, but he used the dream as an excuse to get bestowed upon him by the heavens. How could he explain that his IQ had increased by so much after being discovered by others?

Acting dumb was very tiring, but if people suspected that there was something wrong with her and found out that she wasn't Yun Zihuang, then there would be big trouble. Helpless, I can only many more willful, unruly and arrogant, performance IQ is very low.

The kind Yun Zhao was fine, this cold and proud leader of the Hidden Guard didn't want to say a single word to her.

She stretched out her hand to grab onto Yun Yin's sleeve, not allowing him to dodge anymore, and knelt on one knee: ”I beg of you, please forgive me, but I beg of you brothers, please give me a chance to atone for my sins.”

”Yun Yin, how dare you!”