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It really feels better to be away from Bei Zhenting...

Luo Yao fell asleep quickly, not knowing how long he had slept. He was half asleep when a cold breeze blew into the room. Luo Yao gathered the quilt and felt himself being picked up, and then the place next to him sank in.

Luo Yao suddenly opened his eyes, and in the dim light of the glowing jade, he saw Bei Zhenting, with his clothes loose, about to go to bed.

Luo Yao grabbed the quilt tightly and sat up suddenly, "You...you...you...you are not allowed to sleep here!"

Bei Zhenting smiled and ignored his words, "Is there any problem with this prince and his beloved concubine sleeping together?"

Luo Yao shook his head fiercely: "No, no, the bed is too small! You are not allowed to sleep on it!"

Bei Zhenting got on the bed, "This king thinks it's not small."

Bei Zhenting stretched out his big hand and grabbed Luo Yao by the waist as he spoke. The two men lay down, too close to each other. Luo Yao stared at the beams above his head with stiff limbs.

"Go to sleep obediently, or I'm not sure what will happen."

Bei Zhenting leaned close to Luo Yao's ear, his voice soft and gentle. Luo Yao cursed in his heart, "This is a threat! A naked threat!"

After saying that, Bei Zhenting tucked the quilt in for Luo Yao as if nothing had happened and closed his eyes.

"Go to sleep."

Listening keenly to Bei Zhenting's breathing, after a while, Bei Zhenting fell asleep with steady breathing.

Seeing that the big devil fell asleep, Luo Yao quietly moved away and moved his body little by little to the wall. The bed was too small, so Bei Zhenting deliberately slept in the middle. Even though he was against the wall, the distance between him and Bei Zhenting was still less than one person.

Luo Yao turned over and leaned against the wall, listening to Bei Zhenting's breathing for a while. He felt sleepy and his body relaxed as he fell into a deep sleep.

After he fell asleep, Bei Zhenting gently pulled him into his arms. Looking at the well-behaved person sleeping in his arms, Bei Zhenting closed his eyes with peace of mind.

The next morning, Luo Yao woke up and it was already noon. He rubbed his eyes in a daze and went out, and saw Bei Zhenting dancing with a sword in the backyard.

Bei Zhenting was as light as a swallow, his steps were mysterious, and his moves were full of sword energy. Several children were stunned by what they saw, while Luo Xinchen stood by excitedly and followed his movements randomly.

Li Xian had grass in his mouth and a look of disdain on his face.

Bei Zhenting put away the bamboo sword and handed it to Lin Mo. A group of children immediately crowded over.

Lin Mo: "Your Majesty, can you teach me Kung Fu?"

Bei Zhenting raised his eyes and saw Luo Yao yawning, and took back the words of rejection on his lips.

"If you can learn and comprehend my next set of moves within three days, I will teach you."

Luo Xinchen ran up and said, "I want to learn too!"

Bei Zhenting glanced at him. The five-year-old boy was so arrogant!

"It's the same if you want to learn."

Luo Yao sobered up when he saw Bei Zhenting. He didn't pay any attention to what they were chattering about in the yard. Thinking to himself, "Can't see me, can't see me," Luo Yao quietly ran away...

Bei Zhenting glanced at Luo Yao slipping away, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, but he did not chase after him.

Life in the countryside is extremely leisurely. After Bei Zhenting demonstrated the moves to a few children, he left them alone. The only thing he did every day was playing chess with Luo Lin.

Just play chess, but Luo Yao must accompany you.

How could someone play chess for so long, with one round lasting half an hour without any movement? Luo Yao really couldn't understand it.

With his hand held by someone, Luo Yao felt drowsy after watching the chess game for an entire afternoon. The weather in May was neither too cold nor too hot, which was especially suitable for sleeping.

Luo Yao, who was dozing off, heard a voice in a daze.

"Luo Weng, I have won, and I am taking the person away."

Luo Yao opened his eyes and looked puzzledly at his grandfather who looked angry and grief-stricken, and Bei Zhenting who looked triumphant. "What's wrong?"

Bei Zhenting leaned close to Luo Yao's ear and said, "Nothing serious. Your grandfather lost you to me."

What?! Luo Yao looked at his grandfather in disbelief, and Luo Lin suppressed his displeasure.

He said solemnly, "Yao'er, the prince has been ordered by His Majesty to investigate the case of that year. It has taken a long time to go south to look for you. You can no longer stay in Li Village."

No, what does it have to do with me if he wastes his time? What does his investigation have to do with me? I still have to stay in Pear Village to retire! Luo Yao frowned and looked at his grandfather.

Luo Lin's expression remained unchanged and he did not give in.

"Grandpa!" Luo Yao wanted to struggle.

Bei Zhenting stood up and pulled him up, "Yaoyao, I will take you somewhere."

Luo Yao was dragged out of the house. A fine black horse was tied to a big tree at the door. The black horse was eating the cut grass with its head down.

Bei Zhenting was about to carry him up, and Luo Yao suddenly thought of the scene when they got married.

He immediately said, "I can ride a horse."

Bei Zhenting: "You can come by yourself."

The dark horse was very tall, but this was not difficult for Luo Yao, who often rode horses back and forth between towns when he went north to provide disaster relief. Luo Yao successfully climbed onto the horse.

The black horse continued to eat grass without moving. Luo Yao pulled the reins hard, and the black horse raised its head.

What's going on? He was already familiar with riding a horse when he went north to provide disaster relief. What breed is this black horse? It actually doesn't obey my commands.

Bei Zhenting climbed onto the horse. Luo Yao was surprised and asked, "Didn't you let me ride by myself? What are you doing here?"

"My beloved concubine, it's okay for you to take me on horseback." Bei Zhenting was very shameless. He reached out and hugged Luo Yao's waist from behind, and pressed against Luo Yao's back.

Luo Yao got goosebumps and leaned forward, trying to avoid Bei Zhenting's approach. In a panic, he tugged on the reins, and the black horse, receiving the command, rushed out with a whoosh. Luo Yao lost his balance and leaned forward suddenly, and was pulled into Bei Zhenting's arms. He turned pale with fear.

This horse was too powerful. Luo Yao came back to his senses and focused on riding, not daring to be distracted at all.

The two men rode horses in the village, attracting villagers working in the fields to stop and watch.

The villagers recognized Luo Yao. Luo Yao grew up in the capital. The villagers knew that he had heard about the young master who provided disaster relief a long time ago. They learned about him through many rumors about him being a young master who provided disaster relief in official uniforms and among the people. They came into contact with him through books such as "Little God's Life Tips" and "Records of the Young Master Who Provides Disaster Relief".

When the potato-growing villagers saw him in person, they knew that he was the grandson of Luo Weng. Everyone looked at him differently and called him by different names.

Some of the elders in the village called him "Yao'er", some called him "Yao Yao", some called him "the little prince who provides disaster relief", and some called him "the little immortal".

The children are all "little fairy brother".

Bei Zhenting listened to those names, and with a smile on his face, he leaned close to Luo Yao's ear and asked, "Little Immortal?"

His ears itched, and Luo Yao tilted his head. "Don't laugh at me, Your Majesty. This is just nonsense from the people."

Bei Zhenting hugged him tightly, resting his chin on his shoulder. This sudden intimacy made Luo Yao stiffen all over and he almost couldn't control his little dark horse.

"Whoever said it was nonsense, I think so too."