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During this period, Luo Yao never left his side, so he had no chance to read the letter that the National Master gave him that day.

At this moment, Luo Yao temporarily forgot about him. Bei Zhenting took out the letter from his arms and opened it.

The soul has a strange vision, the main soul is in a different position, and when it returns to one, the soul will not be recognized.

Bei Zhenting glanced over and found that according to the explanation of the national teacher, Soul One was not uncommon.

The common symptom of soul oneness is loss of soul, and there will be no problem if the soul and the spirit are reunited.

However, the main soul displacement is different. The main soul displacement is a kind of soul loss caused by external forces.

People whose main soul is out of place look no different from ordinary people. After the soul and the body are united, they will feel a sense of separation, that is, the main soul does not recognize the sub-soul, and the soul and the body are difficult to merge. If the main soul is forced to identify with the sub-soul, it will lead to a deeper sense of separation.

Luo Yao must have been deliberately bewitched or accidentally bumped into something, causing his main soul to be out of place.

Matters concerning the soul and spirit are mysterious. Now that they have returned to their places, just let nature take its course,’ the Imperial Master wrote at the end of his letter.

Bei Zhenting lit the letter, placed it in the candle holder and burned it to ashes, then lifted the curtain and came out.

Luo Xinchen was the first one to see Bei Zhenting. He shouted "Prince Brother" and ran towards Bei Zhenting with a giggle.

Bei Zhenting had a ferocious look on his face, and ordinary children would be scared to tears at the sight of him. However, Luo Xinchen was not afraid of Bei Zhenting at all, and ran over to hug him.

Luo Yao squatted by the fire, peeling potatoes with his butt sticking out. His hands were covered in dirt, and even his face was smeared with it. He was very happy to hear that Bei Zhenting had arrived. He took a black roasted potato and puffed on it, offering it to Bei Zhenting. Bei Zhenting took the potato and casually handed it to Li Qingyun beside him, then leaned over to wipe the dirt off Luo Yao's face.

"Your face is dirty, you're greedy."

Luo Yao smiled brightly, moved his butt to make a space for Bei Zhenting, patted the dry white wood with a heroic gesture, and warmly invited Bei Zhenting to sit down and eat baked potatoes.

Beside the fire, Ye Qing was alone, chewing potatoes and reading a medical book by the firelight. There were a few peeled baked potatoes on the stone slab beside him. Before he finished eating, the strong man Zhang Huao peeled potatoes and turned around to give him two more.

Seeing that the peeled potatoes had become the Valley Master's, the children pulled at Zhang Huao's clothes, their mouths curled up in surprise.

Noticing the children's gazes, Ye Qing smiled and gave each of them one, and the children finally settled down.

The moonlight is bright and quiet, the camp is lively and warm, and outside the camp there are insects and snakes all around, it is very lively.

Bei Zhenting sat with Luo Yao for a while, then stood up and talked to Luo Lin.

Old man Luo sat together with Jiang Weiwei, a man in his forties dressed in military uniform.

Jiang Weiwei held the child in his arms, and compared to a few days ago, he looked much better...

Bei Zhenting and Jiang Weiwei were very close to each other. Bei Zhenting reached out and teased the child in Jiang Weiwei's arms.

Luo Yao was chewing potatoes and looking at them. He still disliked Jiang Weiwei in his heart. However, Jiang Weiwei was Bei Zhenting's only relative. Thinking of this, Luo Yao felt a little empty in his heart.

Perhaps feeling Luo Yao's gaze, Jiang Weiwei turned his head and glanced at Luo Yao.

Luo Yao felt a little guilty, but!

Dodging in front of someone you hate is a sign of weakness, so Luo Yao still stared in their direction motionlessly.

Jiang Weiwei glanced at Luo Yao, turned around and said something to Bei Zhenting. Bei Zhenting stood up and walked towards Luo Yao.

Luo Yao didn't say anything, feeling strange.

Bei Zhenting touched his head and sat down beside him. The two of them sat quietly without saying anything.

Soft music started playing, and fireflies flickered in the grass. Luo Yao looked in the direction of the sound.

By the fire in the distance, Du Bing sat cross-legged, eating potatoes and looking at the person opposite him.

Across from him, a thin young man stood with his back to Luo Yao and his group, holding something in his hand. The music was coming from that side...

The sound of leaves...

The soft and boundless melody is like the stars dancing in the quiet night sky. It is peaceful yet carries an unknown restlessness. The glorious years flow into the long river of the world, and the water of the future rolls in... In this situation, the player plays it wantonly, and the listener listens seriously.

The music has a strange magic. Fireflies fly out from the grass, and the bright fluorescent lights rise into the sky little by little. The firewood burns to accompany the music, and the flames dance amidst laughter.

Luo Yao calmed down, and felt a little cold after calming down. Luo Yao shivered and reached out to warm himself by the fire.

"Aunt Wei was rescued by a chivalrous knight. She couldn't remember anything for a while, but she has recovered now."

Bei Zhenting said this as he looked at the dancing flames.

"Yeah." Luo Yao knocked his head, picked up the wooden stick between the two of them and poked the fire, and sparks flew into the night sky.

Bei Zhenting sighed and straightened Luo Yao's head.

Perhaps he was thinking about the past, Luo Yao pursed his lips and the corners of his eyes turned slightly red.

That horrible woman had done such a thing to him before, and it was really too unfair for him to forgive her.

"That's good, don't cry."

Bei Zhenting pulled him into his arms.

He doesn't need his Yaoyao because he can forgive anyone, even if that "someone" is his only relative in the world.

In his opinion, no one who hurt Luo Yao deserves forgiveness.

So “that’s good.”

Bei Zhenting wiped away the tears from Luo Yao's eyes and kissed the corner of Luo Yao's mouth.

Luo Yao's tears fell after the gentle and soothing kiss.

Fortunately, the children were taken to the carriage to sleep, and no one was watching them at the moment. Otherwise, crying like this in public would be really embarrassing.

Feeling a little embarrassed, Luo Yao tilted his head, his ears turning red.

In his heart, he actually...

"Don't..." She started crying.

Bei Zhenting reached out to touch Luo Yao's head, but Luo Yao suddenly hugged his neck in a bear hug.

Tears and snot were all over Bei Zhenting's body.

"Okay, okay, don't cry." Bei Zhenting comforted him for a long time before Luo Yao calmed down.

"I don't want to live with her." Luo Yao said affirmatively.

Huh? Who are you not living with?

Bei Zhenting was a little confused, but after he understood what Luo Yao meant, he felt helpless.

"Aunt Wei has a big house in the northwest. She doesn't live in the palace. However, Aunt Wei is busy with work. When she arrives in the northwest, Yuan Jingyun will be sent to the palace. Would Yaoyao be willing to help take care of her?"

Luo Yao nuzzled Bei Zhenting's neck and said in a muffled voice, "I'm very busy... I have an entire business empire to manage. You can hire a nanny yourself."

Bei Zhenting laughed, "Then let's leave that brat to Guard Zhang."

Zhang Jiji, who had just coaxed the child out of the carriage, sneezed twice in a row. It was a bit cold in autumn, so Zhang Jiji shivered, sniffed, and walked towards Luo Yao and Bei Zhenting tremblingly.

"Your Highness... Northwest..."

"Shh." Bei Zhenting made a silencing gesture, signaling Zhang Jiji to shut up.

Zhang Jiji quickly shut his mouth.

Bei Zhenting gently picked up the sleeping Luo Yao, carried him to the soft mat beside the fire, and covered Luo Yao with a plush blanket.