Moments later, the pain on Lin Yun's shoulder gradually subsided. At the same time, he felt a new memory in his mind that didn't belong to him. When he looked at Shi Meng again, he couldn't help but smile softly: "Meng'er, your uncle is fine, you should go out first.",His wife, Qin Yutong, since being sent to the sect by her people, they had met no more than a handful of times. Not to mention any conjugal bliss or wedding nights, they were a couple in name only.,This “Lin Yin” actually knew deep down that his humble and insignificant position had never been noticed by Qin Yu Tong. He was even clearer that at best, he was just a shield used by the other party to deflect other marriage proposals. But as long as he could occasionally glance at Qin Yu Tong from afar, he would be satisfied.。