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Really! I didn’t expect that the dignified Prince Yong’an would actually cheat! Luo Yao cursed in his heart with his neck red, swallowed his words, and shouted in a low voice.

"husband……"

She was so moved by the kiss that her voice trembled and sounded like she was acting coquettishly.

Bei Zhenting's heart skipped a beat, and something in his heart was lit up... He looked at Luo Yao steadily, looked at Luo Yao's red lips, and couldn't help but kiss him, blocking Luo Yao's mouth and giving orders.

"From now on, call me husband."

Luo Yao was so suffocated by his kiss that he whimpered and pushed him away.

"Really? He's still sick and yet he's going crazy! Are you trying to kill yourself? Doctor Ye said that if the poison gets into the lungs...even a god..."

"Is it okay after I recover?" Bei Zhenting interrupted him and asked without thinking.

"What can you do?" Luo Yao didn't understand.

Bei Zhenting reached out and touched Luo Yao's neck, his eyes as deep as a bottomless pool of water, "Is it okay?"

Is it okay? Luo Yao immediately understood what was said, and his ears turned red, "You...you you you..." Slutting in broad daylight!

Bei Zhenting looked at him seriously, "Is it okay?"

Bei Zhenting hooked the hair behind his neck, brought Luo Yao into his arms, and whispered to him, "Is it okay, Yaoyao?"

His heart was pounding, Luo Yao swallowed several times, and couldn't utter a word. Bei Zhenting gently stroked his back, as if counting his vertebrae through his cotton coat.

Even though he was wearing thick clothes in winter, the numbing electric current still made Luo Yao unable to withstand it, and he stood up in a flash.

Blushing, she refused: "No, no, no!"

Bei Zhenting looked at him and pulled him to sit on the bed. "Why not, Yaoyao?"

Luo Yao's forehead was smoking, and he stammered, "You are still poisoned... and... and..."

"And?" Bei Zhenting grabbed his hand and interlocked their fingers.

Luo Yao's voice was trembling, so low that it was almost inaudible, "And... I... I'm afraid..."

Scared? Thinking of Luo Yao's reaction the first time, Bei Zhenting pulled Luo Yao into his arms and hugged him tightly.

After hugging for a while, Luo Yao regained his composure. Bei Zhenting held his face and wiped away the tears from his eyes. "Then wait until I'm cured of the poison. Is that okay?"

Luo Yao didn't say anything. He didn't know. Maybe he would still be scared when the time came, and he couldn't help but recall those horrible and terrifying memories. He didn't want to... he...

Subconsciously, he squeezed Bei Zhenting's hand tightly for a while, but Luo Yao was unable to say the words of agreement in the end.

"It's okay... If you're scared, wait three years until the poison is removed, and I'll ask Yaoyao again." Bei Zhenting sighed and gave in.

Luo Yao wiped his tears and looked at Bei Zhenting seriously. He was scared, very scared, so he didn't want to do it, but he didn't want Bei Zhenting to be sad.

"Look at what I'm doing, Yaoyao?"

I wanted to see if you were sad.

"Don't be sad." Luo Yao said dryly, which was not convincing at all and seemed a bit unreasonable.

"But I feel a little sad." Bei Zhenting lowered his eyes, looking as if he was hurt by Luo Yao.

Seeing Bei Zhenting's sad look, Luo Yao couldn't help but burst into tears.

"Don't cry." Bei Zhenting wiped away his tears, "Yaoyao, think about how to compensate me, and I won't be sad."

Luo Yao looked at Bei Zhenting's face so close to him, thought seriously for a moment, and then took the initiative to kiss Bei Zhenting's lips for the second time.

A careful, gentle, innocent kiss like treating a treasure.

Perhaps due to his emotional fluctuations, Luo Yao's lips were hot and soft, gently touching Bei Zhenting's pale and cold lips, again and again, wanting to comfort his beloved, wanting to tell him about his feelings for him, trying to use his own warmth to dispel the coldness from that person.

Bei Zhenting passively accepted Luo Yao's kiss without moving. The kiss was so gentle, so gentle that Bei Zhenting's nose felt sore.

After the kiss, Luo Yao looked at Bei Zhenting's lips, which had regained some color, and felt a little uncomfortable.

"I...I went out to watch them train...You...don't be sad..."

Luo Yao left, and Bei Zhenting was the only one left in the tent.

Bei Zhenting sat on the edge of the bed in a daze, subconsciously reaching out to gently stroke his lips. It took him a long time to recover from that gentle kiss...

The physical training in the military camp did not end until the afternoon. After the training, all the soldiers looked tired.

The training program may seem simple—standing, running, and jumping—but it's actually quite challenging. Standing requires a basic military stance, measured in hours, requiring absolutely no movement. Running requires crawling close to the ground, testing both flexibility and endurance. Jumping involves traversing a variety of obstacles, requiring precise movement.

Anyone who deviates slightly from their posture, talks privately, or fails to meet the speed requirement will be punished mercilessly.

"Finally I can eat. I'm so tired..." A soldier panted and beat his sore muscles.

"Yeah... At first I thought this would be easier than the usual training... Sigh..." another person echoed, also looking exhausted.

"You're running and jumping around, yet you're still complaining of being tired? Are you men?" A teenage soldier perched on a dead tree snorted. "The princess said that we, the new recruits of just two years, lack physical fitness and swordsmanship, and will only be cannon fodder on the battlefield. This training is to give us some self-defense capabilities in battle. In this huge military camp, only the princess cares about our lives! You really don't know what's good for you!"

The two soldiers ran away dejectedly. Luo Yao and Xu Han walked past the young man, unaware of the quarrel that had just taken place here.

The same dispute took place in different places in the military camp. Those who supported Bei Zhenting and those who supported Luo Yao quarreled with each other. What was initially discussed as training turned into an unfounded feud between the Duke's Mansion and the Yong'an Prince's Mansion, and both sides quarreled until they were red in the face.

Several soldiers were eating dry food at the edge of the camp, and were speechless about their brothers who joined the quarrel.

"Haven't you figured out what happened this morning? The prince and princess are a couple. I really don't know what they're arguing about."

"Also, I heard that there's no grudge between the Prince's Mansion and the Duke's Mansion. Those who harmed the general have been taken down by the Prince and Princess..."

In the tent, Luo Yao frowned.

"Princess, please forgive me for being frank, but if the news just now is true, Daqi may very well..." Xu Han's face was stern.

"I understand." Luo Yao walked to the side of the sand table and looked at the borders of Daqi, Qi, and Dacheng. "Daqi also suffered a lot this year. But if these two countries really join forces, Daqi will support Qi."

Luo Yao drew a line on the northwest border and asked, "Disrupt our formation?"

Xu Han looked at the line drawn by Luo Yao, his expression becoming even more serious. "However, there have been no unusual reports from the northwest border so far..."

"The information our people got might not be our own." Luo Yao looked at the place on the sand table where Xu Han said the Daqi army appeared. "Maybe they just wanted us to know."