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The two hurried to the East Wing of Yong'an Garden in the palace to see Bei Zhenting.

Bei Zhenting was lying on the bed, his face pale, the blood at the corner of his mouth had not yet dried, and he had fainted from the pain.

Ye Qing felt Bei Zhenting's pulse.

"I was sick from worry, and my anger hurt me. I drank too much and my spleen and stomach were damaged, so I vomited blood."

After feeding Bei Zhenting a pill, he woke up due to the discomfort and started vomiting violently.

He vomited out all the wine he had drunk, and then fainted again. Li Qingyun and Ye Qing were busy cleaning up the medicine and feeding him a mild decoction.

Bei Zhenting's complexion brightened as the gentle decoction entered his stomach. Ye Qing said goodbye and left, "Your Highness, drinking alcohol has harmed your health. You need to drink this decoction again. It's best for you to rest for a day."

Ye Qing understood Bei Zhenting too well. Normally, it would be best to rest for three days, but it was estimated that Bei Zhenting would not rest for even a single day...

Sure enough, the next morning, Bei Zhenting came to Qingxin Hall on horseback with a pale face to urge them to come.

Ye Qing took his simple bag, jumped on his horse, and was followed by more than twenty guards.

The group rode past Zhucheng Gate. At the gate, a sturdy man with mud legs saw the man on the horse, snatched the horse of a foreigner who was shopping, left a money bag, and jumped on his horse to chase him out...

Luo Yao and his party also set off. Luo Yao sat on a donkey-drawn cart, Li Xian sat next to him, and Lu Heng drove in front.

It was May, and there was a lot of work to do in the fields. Many people were working in the fields under the midday sun.

There were few horse-drawn carriages on country roads, not to mention that this carriage looked a bit expensive, so the people stopped to watch out of curiosity.

"Old woman, have you ever seen that young man on the donkey cart before?"

"You know what, it does look familiar!"

A half-grown child pointed in Luo Yao's direction with sharp eyes, "Mom! Little fairy! Little fairy! The little fairy princess in the painting!"

The child's parents looked up and saw that it was a real little fairy. They quickly pulled his hand down and said, "How dare you point at the little fairy! Go home and ask your father to chop off your claws!"

A group of people also discovered Luo Yao's identity and were stunned. They wondered how much good fortune they had accumulated in their previous lives to be able to see the fairy Princess Yong'an in person. After being stunned, they cheered in an uncoordinated manner.

"Little fairy! Look here!"

"Brother God, look at me!"

"Little God bless you!"

Luo Yao waved and greeted the people openly.

An old man shouted, "Where are you going, little fairy?"

"Go to the Zongsheng Temple on Daci Mountain!" Luo Yao replied loudly.

As the carriages and horses drove away, the people in the fields were talking about it.

"The little immortal really came from heaven and is going to the Temple of All Beings!"

"Mrs. Zhang, your family is the only one in the village that doesn't have a portrait of the little deity. Why don't you hurry up and buy one to worship? This is a real deity!"

The old woman wiped the tears from her eyes with trembling hands. She was already trying hard to save money.

"Mrs. Zhang, you're all alone and helpless, but luckily you were rescued by the Yong'an Fule Bank in town. That Yong'an Fule Bank is the bank of the little god! If you don't have any money, come back to the village and I'll lend it to you. This little god must be worshipped!"

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In Jingzhou, a group of people rode their horses at full speed, crossing the mountains and forests, heading towards Yuanzhou.

As the horse started to run, Bei Zhenting felt that he was getting closer and closer to Luo Yao, and his face was no longer as pale as before.

A guard came galloping forward on horseback from behind, "Your Highness, there are people on horseback following us!"

Bei Zhenting Ye Qing looked back and saw a strong man in plain clothes in the distance.

Ye Qing recognized the man at a glance, and Bei Zhenting naturally had excellent eyesight.

"Do not care!"

"Yes!" The guard slowed down and returned to the team.

As the sun sets, the group drives a few more miles before dark.

"Your Majesty, it's getting dark. There's water in the woods ahead, perfect for camping!"

"Let's camp here and rest!"

"Yes!"

The team slowed down and stopped in the woods.

The group of people did what they were supposed to do, set up camp, collect firewood, make a fire, and process the prey they hunted along the way to make dinner.

A few wild rabbits and a small wild boar were cleaned and rinsed in the stream, and half of the wild boar was roasted directly on the fire.

A hundred meters away from the group, Zhang Huao used dead branches from the short trees along the road as firewood and picked up some dry grass fluff. He did not bring a flint or a tinderbox, but these were not a problem for him as he had followed his uncles in the village to hunt in the mountains since he was a child.

Xishui picked up a flat, hard and sharp stone as a knife, dug a small hole in a dead tree, stuffed it with dry grass fluff, and drilled the wood with his bare hands to make fire.

After he had finally lit the fire after a long struggle, the moon rose and the rabbits for the prince and his entourage were all roasted.

However, Zhang Huao was not panicked at all. He sharpened a pointed wooden stick and followed the stream to find a pond. Fortunately, there was a shallow pond not far away.

Zhang Huao took off his straw sandals, rolled up his sleeves and trouser legs, and went into the water, using his sharp eyes to catch prey.

The guards were so curious that they didn't follow any rules. They stood on the high ground by the stream, gnawing on rabbit meat with their left hands and holding dry food biscuits in their right hands, watching him spear fish.

He tried to insert it five times in a row but failed, and the guards laughed and laughed at him.

"Your Majesty, why don't you give him a piece of meat? Hahaha."

Bei Zhenting ignored them.

Ye Qing slowly took out the homemade seasoning packet and prepared a special meal for himself... He caught a glimpse of the prince's murderous gaze from the corner of his eye... Hmm... He also prepared a special meal for the prince...

A group of guards were still laughing and joking. After the seventh insertion, Zhang Huao started to hit the target with every insertion.

The guards suddenly became quiet. Ye Qing, chewing on a rabbit leg, followed over to take a look. When he saw it, he was stunned.

The moonlight was just right, and Zhang Hu'ao's muscular muscles, soaked in stream water, and thick biceps gleamed in the moonlight. Ye Qing's mind flashed back to the scene of seeing a strong man in his backyard, shirtless, pouring water on himself to take a bath under the moonlight... Hmm...

Ye Qing swallowed a mouthful of rabbit meat, feeling greedy!

Zhang Huao didn't look up at this side. He used vines to pierce the gills of the fish and string them together.

Some fish were still alive, wagging their tails.

He stabbed more than a dozen fish in a row, leaving the guards watching with a puzzled look on their faces.

"What's this peasant doing with so many fish?"

"Is it going to be made into dried fish?"

"Look, he doesn't even have salt, what's the point of dried fish!"

Zhang Huao inserted two more fat fish and rubbed the fish scales directly with a thin stone knife. It took some effort to rub all twelve fish, then washed them clean and strung them together with vines. Everything was done.

Zhang Hu'ao wiped the sweat off his face and went ashore with the twelve fat fish. The fire he had made was basically out, with only a few sparks left.

Zhang Huao placed the cleaned fish on the green grass, then used some dry grass fluff to cover the fire and blew out the sparks on the ground.

After two breaths, the fire started burning again.

Zhang Huao set up two raw tree branches and started to grill the fish. He skewered one fish on the raw wood and grilled it, while the other fish were hung on it and smoked.

He had just started grilling fish, but the guards had already started eating roasted wild boar.

Zhang Hu'ao had nothing, not even salt, and the smell of grilled fish made the guards frown.

Zhang Huao was really ruthless. He ate a whole fishy and smelly grilled fish without even any salt.