As the door opened, the hustle and bustle outside the door stopped instantly, and there was silence. Everyone looked at the door that slowly pushed open.

I saw only one woman, her expression resolute and cold, which complemented her pure and immaculate eyes. Wearing a purple princess court dress, her hands folded in front of her abdomen, dignified and elegant.

She didn't have a smile, but her face was full of care, so sincere, sincere that people couldn't doubt it.

"See the princess." I don't know who took the lead in kneeling and saluting, and all the people who were in an uproar suddenly knelt down, and the scene was very spectacular.

Zheng Wanyan had never experienced it, but she was not in a hurry, raised her hand slightly, and said loudly, "Everyone get up." ”

But none of the people who knelt on the ground stood up.

There were even women who began to sobble secretly in the back.

A man kneeling in front of him suddenly kowtowed three times, and said with a crying cough, "Princess Niangniang, Princess Niangniang, please be the master of the grass people, please be the master for us"

Zheng Wanyan's heart moved slightly, and she felt a little sad, she stepped forward and gently helped the man up, and said gently and dignifiedly, "I know, I know your suffering." Arise, and you will rise first. ”

She didn't call herself a princess, she said me.

Seeing these people, she couldn't help but think of the villagers in Python Village, and her heart was even more uncomfortable, and she didn't know if the epidemic had spread there.

Only then did the people stand up one after another.

Zheng Wanyan looked at these people with pure temperament, and knew that without further ado, she said loudly, "Fellow villagers, today I am representing the emperor and the king of Sheng, and I am here to fight the epidemic with everyone. ”

The people below took half a step back in fear, looking at Zheng Wanyan with distrust on their faces.

She was not annoyed, she knew that the actions of the imperial court had hurt their hearts, and they saw their relatives and friends die here one by one without medical treatment, so they did not dare to trust the imperial court anymore.

Thinking of what Tang Moxuan said last night, she reached out and untied the silk scarf that she had been carrying on her face and was soaked in the medicine to prevent the epidemic.

King Sheng and Tang Moxuan behind him were nervous to step forward to stop them, but they were stopped by Zheng Wanyan.

She slowly took off her veil, revealing her delicate and holy face, and the people below were stunned, not only by her beauty, but also by her sincerity and determination, because in their hearts, they believed that this epidemic was contagious, and once the protection of the veil was lost, it meant that this noble princess Sheng would be infected with the epidemic at any time, just like them.

Everyone couldn't help but be moved, and some even had tears in their eyes.

"Wanyan? Are you Zheng Wanyan? A man's voice suddenly sounded a little old from the back of the crowd, Zheng Wanyan stood on tiptoe to see who was calling her, and she was very familiar with the voice.

When the people heard the voice, they all made way of a path, and several little boys helped an old man to walk up to her.

"Master, Master Chen, is that you?" Zheng Wanyan rushed down the steps and helped the fragile old man.

"Wanyan, it's really you, it's really you, the master heard that King Sheng took a woman with the same name as you, but I didn't expect it, I didn't expect that Zheng Wanyan, who married Princess Sheng, was really you." Chen Fuzi trembled his hands and looked at Zheng Wanyan excitedly. I couldn't stop coughing when I said a word, as if I was going to cough out my lungs.

This old man is Master Chen, who taught in the school when Zheng Wanyan was in Python Village.