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"That's great!" Luo Yao felt relieved.

Bei Zhenting took out another note from his pocket and handed it to him.

Luo Yao took it and a smile appeared on his face when he saw the contents of the note. It was a letter from Grandpa Chenchen.

Since sending Chenchen away from Guicun, this is the first time to receive a letter written by Grandpa and Chenchen personally, except for the letter sent by Zhang Jiji when they arrived at Qingye Valley!

Bei Zhenting raised the corner of his mouth when he saw his happy little face. Luo Yao happened to see his smile, and a hint of cunning appeared in his bright eyes. "Your Highness, when did you receive these two letters?"

Bei Zhenting stopped smiling, his face stiffening. "The letter from Qingye Valley was sent on the day Yaoyao...left without saying goodbye. As for the news from the ghost village, it was last night."

"Ah?! Then why are you showing it to me now!" Luo Yao looked at Bei Zhenting angrily.

Bei Zhenting: "You... left without saying goodbye, my king..."

"So you hid it from me!" Luo Yao raised his fist as if to punch Bei Zhenting. Bei Zhenting held his fist. He had a handsome outline, and there was a gentleness between his eyebrows that Luo Yao had never seen before.

After taking a look, Luo Yao was stunned for a moment, then he reacted and quickly looked away, not daring to look again.

The moonlight and evening breeze created a perfect atmosphere. Luo Yao's face flushed and he quickly turned around and lay on the hanging basket, pretending to enjoy the scenery.

"Do I look good?" Bei Zhenting leaned close to Luo Yao's ear and asked.

"nice……"

Luo Yao was not in the right state of mind and only heard the last three words, which his brain automatically recognized as "Is the scenery beautiful?"

"Does Yaoyao like it?"

"It's so beautiful, of course... I like it..." Luo Yao's mind suddenly turned, and his face flushed when he realized what was happening. "You you you!"

"I finally heard Yaoyao say that she likes me..." Bei Zhenting picked up a strand of Luo Yao's hair, so serious that it made people unable to breathe.

"Don't...it's not..." Luo Yao spoke incoherently.

Bei Zhenting looked at him, "Yaoyao doesn't like me?"

The hurt expression that flashed across Bei Zhenting's eyes caught Luo Yao's eye. He was speechless and subconsciously tightened the big hand that was holding his.

Seeing that he didn't say anything, Bei Zhenting straightened his face and asked, "Do you like it?"

Do you like it? The face before me erased the shadows in my heart. Even if I recalled those sad and frightening things, as long as this person's face appeared in my mind, everything seemed not so scary...

Do you like this person? Luo Yao couldn't say why he liked someone, but a question popped up in his mind: if he didn't know or didn't like someone, would this person leave?

Tears rolled down silently, and Luo Yao wiped them away with his elbow in a daze.

Bei Zhenting's expression became extremely terrifying.

What's wrong? Why are you crying again?!

He really wanted to pry open this person's mind to see what he was thinking, but Bei Zhenting knew in his heart that he could not force this person to answer, so he could only pull the person into his arms and hug him tightly.

The person in my arms sobbed quietly, and I reached out and hugged him tightly for a long time.

Afraid and unwilling to let this person go, Luo Yao hugged Bei Zhenting so tightly that his ribs were almost broken.

It hurts a little... Bei Zhenting patted Luo Yao's back gently, feeling excited. This was the first time Luo Yao took the initiative to hug him!

Great progress has been made!

The revolution has not yet succeeded, and will need to be guided slowly in the future...

One day, Luo Yao will not be able to leave him even a step away!

"My face is all red from crying."

Bei Zhenting wiped Luo Yao's tears, and Luo Yao held him for a long time before letting go. After letting go, he became depressed and didn't talk or pay attention to anyone. Bei Zhenting held his hand and accompanied him quietly.

The two of them boarded the same lunar ship with the last batch of cargo. The assassins were so excited to be on the lunar ship that they didn't notice anything unusual about the princess who got off the ship. They all chattered excitedly about the amazing sights they saw on the lunar ship.

Bei Zhenting pulled Luo Yao through a group of chattering assassins and walked to a quiet campfire.

The fire was burning, the flames were dancing, and making a crackling sound.

The two sat down by the fire. After Luo Yao sat down, he hugged his legs and stared blankly. Bei Zhenting stayed by his side silently, putting some firewood into the fire from time to time.

The two of them sat for a while, and then the wind started to blow. It was not a strong wind, but it blew up some sparks, and the sparks flew towards them. Luo Yao realized it later and sat up straight, and his sleeves were almost burned by the sparks.

Bei Zhenting looked at him amusedly as he frantically brushed off the sparks from his sleeves. "Are you feeling better now?"

Luo Yao nodded.

He looked a little silly with a dazed look, and his heart was brushed by a light feather. Bei Zhenting reached out to touch Luo Yao's head. Luo Yao watched his movements warily. Bei Zhenting had no choice but to remove the bit of extinguished spark ash on Luo Yao's head under Luo Yao's vigilant gaze like a little animal.

Several assassins returned to their camps with seven or eight cleaned pheasants and rabbits, laughing and joking. Ye Qing led the way, and Zhang Huao walked towards them carrying three fat chickens.

"Your Majesty, Princess."

Ye Qing sat down opposite them, and Yuan Zhaoling and Li Er came over, talking and laughing. Li Er was indifferent, and only Yuan Zhaoling was talking and laughing.

Two people shared a chicken, and Bei Zhenting and Li Er roasted the chicken according to Zhang Huao's instructions.

Yuan Zhaoling pulled Ye Qing aside and talked about the new and interesting things he saw on the moon ship.

"When I return to Southern Xinjiang, I will find someone to build a moon ship like this, and I can float wherever I want."

Ye Qing: "The Moon Boat is good, but it has obvious shortcomings. It's hard to control its direction, and it flies steadily but a bit slowly. It's good for leisurely and elegant occasions."

"That's pretty comfortable too. What else can fly that high? Only the moonship can fly that high!"

As they spoke, the roasted chicken was already cooked, sizzling with oil. Bei Zhenting broke off a chicken leg, wrapped it in leaves to avoid getting his hands dirty, and handed it to Luo Yao.

Luo Yao didn't have much appetite. He ate some burnt chicken skin and then slowly chewed the chicken leg as if it were a game. Bei Zhenting had eaten half of the chicken, and he still had half of the chicken leg left.

Bei Zhenting knew that Luo Yao was wasting food. He knew that he was in a bad mood and had no appetite. He was worried that he would be hungry at night, so he tore some meat for Luo Yao to eat while chewing. At least he ate some.

After eating half his fill, Luo Yao refused Bei Zhenting's offer to feed him, clapped his hands, and sat quietly by the fire listening to Yuan Zhaoling's wild fantasy about the moon ship.

The night sky is azure, the full moon is high in the sky, and it is the Lantern Festival again. Sky full of Kongming lanterns rises into the sky, and heroes sail under the moonlight...

The coolness of summer nights…the fragrance of autumn osmanthus…the drifting snow of winter…

The spring breeze is warm...

"Haha, I am that hero!"

Yuan Zhaoling's wild imagination attracted many people. While gnawing on chicken, they listened to Yuan Zhaoling's bragging about all sorts of things, imagining the scene in their minds and yearning for it in their hearts.

Yuan Xiaobei was eating chicken with his cheeks stuffed up, but he didn't forget to flatter the master in an adoring manner.

Yuan Xueying and Li Qingyun, who were holding swords, disagreed at all.

"According to the princess, those who ride on a boat under the moon are generally not villains. You are a killer from the Black Faction. The only one who rides on a boat under the moon can be me, Xue Ying from the White Faction!"

Li Qingyun: "With your mediocre skills, you still dare to call yourself a hero? This knight riding a boat under the moon must be a prince! Forget about being a villain like you! Be careful that your enemies will shoot you down and turn you into a meat pie, hahahaha!"

Yuan Zhaoling glared at Li Qingyun and Yuan Xueying. "Who says I'm a villain? I've done so many good things. Who says those from the underworld are bad? Your Highness isn't a gangster, so it doesn't count..."

Fireflies took flight, one, two... Luo Yao's thoughts wandered as he listened to their words...

He stretched out his finger, and the firefly stopped at his fingertips. The person next to him stood up. Luo Yao tilted his head and looked at the person in a daze. The person stretched out his hand to him.

"Let's go over there."