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The Prime Minister and the Emperor were both watching his life, and he had too many people around him, but too few of them knew martial arts. With so many people following him, he would be a big target. Luo Yao knew all this, but he had too few people he could trust.

Zhejiang Province is where the Luo family is located. Throughout Zhejiang Province, especially in the majority of Zhejiang Province near the Anxi River, everyone in the counties and towns knows the Luo family.

All this was achieved under the influence of the Luo family and Luo Yao's operation. Now everyone in the city, from the eighty-year-old ladies to the two or three-year-old children, knows him.

Under such circumstances, Zhejiang Province can be said to be able to provide great protection to Luo Yao.

He actually wanted Ah Shi, Lin Mo, Zhang Xiaoxiao and Lu Heng to stay away from him. If they stayed away from him, they would not suffer misfortune. He did not want them to suffer with him.

However, as early as in Khan Province, these four people had already expressed their intention to follow him. Luo Yao was helpless and also worried that those people would not let go of those who were related to him.

"I'm sleepy, let's go to bed first."

Thinking about these things makes him feel overwhelmed. Luo Yao really doesn't want to think about these trivial things.

He trusted too few people to leave his back to others. He could only gather the greatest protection, find a safe place to stay, and fight the enemy with his own strength and resist the enemy's moves.

Watching Luo Yao gradually walking away, Bei Zhenting clenched his fists.

Luo Yao didn't trust him.

Luo Yao did not accept his feelings. He could feel that Luo Yao seemed to be avoiding him, no matter how he tried to please Luo Yao, take him out to play, accompany him to the river to catch fish, accompany him to do what he wanted to do... many times Luo Yao felt a little uncomfortable with his reaction.

The most real Luo Yao he had seen in the past few days in Li Village was probably the moment they met in the kitchen.

How could he make Luo Yao trust him? Bei Zhenting rubbed his brows.

Luo Yao returned to his room, tossing and turning, unable to sleep. He had been living such a comfortable life these past few days that he hadn't really worried about those who wanted to assassinate him. But after hearing what Bei Zhenting said, all his beautiful life was shattered...

These people want to kill him! Being angry is useless, it will only make him feel more isolated and helpless. Now he can't stop thinking about this. A feeling of powerlessness surges in his heart, and Luo Yao's nose is sore.

What nonsense is this!

These dignitaries are really sick in the brain. They provide disaster relief only because they can't bear to see the people suffering from hunger and war, and they don't want war to destroy their own families.

He has done so many good things, including disaster relief, economic development, and support for the army, and indirectly ended the civil strife. It would be fine if such a great contributor like him was not rewarded, but these people are actually rushing to kill him!

This rotten dynasty, destroy it quickly! Luo Yao thought sadly!

When Luo Yao was thinking about this with grievance, Bei Zhenting entered the room.

These days, Bei Zhenting slept at his place every day and refused to sleep in the room that his grandfather had cleaned for him. Luo Lin scolded him at first, but later he just turned a blind eye and stopped paying attention.

Hearing someone coming in, Luo Yao curled up in bed motionless.

"Yaoyao, I know you haven't slept."

Luo Yao remained unmoved and continued to pretend to sleep.

"Asleep?" Bei Zhenting approached quietly, and seeing that he didn't respond, he said, "Okay."

What's good? Luo Yao was puzzled. Suddenly, he felt someone pulling him. Luo Yao closed his eyes tightly, and his palms were sweating with nervousness.

Being pulled into a warm embrace and feeling the warmth coming from his body, Luo Yao opened his eyes in panic and looked at Bei Zhenting with stiff limbs.

Wasn't everything fine before? They slept on one side, Bei Zhenting occupied the whole bed, and he slept on the inside, against the wall...

Looking at Bei Zhenting's closed eyes, Luo Yao frowned and quietly shrank inward. After moving twice, he was pulled back and hugged.

"Let go..." The hand on his waist was too strong, and Luo Yao was too stiff to move.

Bei Zhenting tightened his arms, a smile in his eyes, "The king has been holding his beloved concubine to sleep these past few days. Did she sleep well?"

"Huh?" Luo Yao was bewildered. He had never seen Bei Zhenting since he woke up. When he woke up, Bei Zhenting was always instructing some kids in martial arts...

Seeing the little expression on Luo Yao's face, Bei Zhenting stroked his hand on his waist. Luo Yao shrank forward sensitively, his little face flushed red, and reached out to pry his hand away, his voice trembling, "Let go, let go, let me go!"

Looking at Luo Yao's frightened, panicked, and slightly moist eyes, Bei Zhenting felt a softness in his heart. "I won't let you go. I'll sleep like this from now on."

As he said this, Bei Zhenting lifted up his arms slightly and pushed Luo Yao closer to his arms. Now the two were very close. Luo Yao wanted to defend himself against Bei Zhenting but his legs were instantly pinned down. Bei Zhenting's suppressed and low voice came from above his head, "Yaoyao, don't move."

Luo Yao didn't dare to move for a moment. They were too close, their breath was full of the smell of hormones, and Luo Yao was nervous to death.

Bei Zhenting was enduring with great difficulty. Luo Yao's breath hit his neck. The slight airflow around his Adam's apple and earlobes made him feel hot all over!

After holding her motionlessly for a while, Bei Zhenting calmed down the anger in his body and looked down at the person in his arms.

"Yaoyao, tomorrow is the Chunxin Lantern Festival. Let's go to the town to play in the evening."

Luo Yao's face looked bad, he bit his lip and said nothing.

Bei Zhenting noticed his abnormality and suddenly propped himself up on his elbows. Luo Yao was startled by his action and raised his head to look at Bei Zhenting in panic, then quickly lowered his eyes. The panic and fear in his eyes were hidden by his lowered eyes, and Bei Zhenting frowned tightly at the sight.

Looking at Luo Yao lying motionless beside him, Bei Zhenting felt extremely distressed.

After watching him in that position for a long time, Bei Zhenting lay back down and hugged Luo Yao tightly, "Yaoyao, I swear I will never hurt you or do anything you don't want to do, so don't be so tense, okay?"

There was no sound in the dim light. After waiting for a long time without receiving a response, Bei Zhenting sighed and said, "Go to sleep. Tomorrow is the Chunxin Lantern Festival. Let's go to town to play."

No one responded, and Bei Zhenting didn't ask Luo Yao for an answer. Since Luo Yao didn't say anything, he just took it as his agreement.