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Bei Zhenting looked down at Luo Yao step by step. Luo Yao was forced into a corner and Bei Zhenting blocked all the light.

The man was a full head taller than Luo Yao, with a burly figure that gave off an oppressive vibe.

Luo Yao's heart was pounding, his palms were covered in sweat, and a series of chaotic images appeared in his mind. He suppressed his discomfort, lowered his head, and clenched his fists. He didn't want Bei Zhenting to notice his discomfort.

Bei Zhenting approached him step by step, his fear soaring, a string in his head was tightened, and just when the string was about to break, a small ball stood in front of Luo Yao.

Luo Yao's legs went weak and he almost couldn't stand.

"Don't bully my brother!"

Luo Xinchen raised his head and glared at Bei Zhenting. Although he was a little scared, he remained strong.

The boy with short legs ran up to his brother and punched Bei Zhenting a few times.

A few punches with little force hit Bei Zhenting's lower abdomen.

The expressions on the faces of the maids, servants, and guards in the mansion were all extremely horrified.

Li Qingyun hurried forward to take Luo Xinchen away.

Luo Xinchen held his brother tightly and refused to leave.

Li Qingyun tried hard, but unexpectedly he pulled Tuanzi's hand and made the child cry.

Luo Yao didn't know if the crying triggered some button, but he suddenly burst out with great strength, pushed Bei Zhenting away, and pulled away Li Qingyun's hand that was holding Luo Xinchen.

He pulled his brother into his arms, collapsed on the ground, hugged his brother tightly, and waved one hand in the air wildly, as if he was mentally ill, his eyes were unfocused, his whole body was shaking, and he kept repeating the same sentence.

"Chenchen, don't cry... Chenchen, don't cry... don't cry... don't cry..."

Bei Zhenting stretched out his hand, wanting to do something... His hand was suspended in the air, but he finally retracted it. He stared at Luo Yao, who looked like that, and suddenly turned around. "Someone, send the princess and the young master back."

Leaving a word, Bei Zhenting left.

Li Qingyun felt uneasy and thought the princess looked very scary. When he saw the prince leaving, he hurried to follow him, looking back as he walked.

After they left, the maids and servants who had come didn't dare to approach Luo Yao. Luo Yao was shaking all over and hugged the young master tightly, as if he had gone mad. It was really scary.

Luo Xinchen felt his brother trembling all over as he hugged him, so he reached out and hugged him.

Half an hour later, Luo Yao finally calmed down.

"Princess...Princess...the servants have been ordered to escort you back."

Luo Yao acted as if he didn't hear anything, didn't reply, and had a blank look in his eyes.

"Brother, go home."

Luo Xinchen held up his brother's face and made him look at him.

Luo Xinchen came back to his senses when his brother's chubby little face appeared in his pupils.

Without a word, he stood up and pulled his brother away.

Several maids and servants looked at each other, picked up the things on the ground and followed.

As night fell, the bustle of the night market was put on hold. Only a few vendors returning late at night remained on the streets of Dadu. Bei Zhenting pushed open the door of a medical clinic in the night.

The clinic had closed and there was no one inside. Bei Zhenting walked around a screen with ease, lifted a curtain and walked in.

Inside was a large courtyard, where a young man in blue was tending to the herbs drying in the yard.

Hearing the voice, the man didn't even turn around and asked, "How come the prince has time to come to my little courtyard?"

Bei Zhengting didn't feel offended and walked over to sit on the stone table under the osmanthus tree in the yard. "Do you have any wine?"

Upon hearing this, the young man turned around and said unhappily, "This isn't a tavern. Back in the northwest, you often came here to drink for free, and that was fine. But now you're still like this in the capital."

This person is Ye Qing.

When Bei Zhengting heard this, he glanced at Ye Qing and took out a large bill from his pocket.

When Ye Qing saw the money, he immediately put on a flattering expression, "Plenty of wine, please wait a moment."

Ye Qing went into the inner room and came out with a jar of wine and two wine glasses in his hands.

The wine was placed on the table. Ye Qing considerately poured a glass for Bei Zhenting and half a glass for himself before sitting down. "So, sir, is there something on your mind?"

Bei Zhenting picked up the wine glass and drank it all in one gulp. He then poured himself two more glasses. After three glasses of wine, Bei Zhenting stared at Ye Qing and asked, "What is the disease of being afraid of someone?"

Ye Qing almost spit out a mouthful of wine in Bei Zhenting's face. The mighty King of Hell is afraid of someone? If this were to be told to others, they would probably laugh their heads off.

Ye Qing coughed twice, maintaining the doctor's fine virtue of treating everyone equally, and asked: "Who are you afraid of, Your Highness?"

"not me."

"Who then?"

Bei Zhenting looked at Ye Qing with a leisurely look, as if he didn't want to say anything anymore.

"Well... this disease does exist, but there are many situations. It's possible that it's just pure fear..."

"What situations?"

"For example, if this person is truly ill, then they might have some mental issues... Alternatively, if a person was often beaten and scolded by their father since childhood, they might be afraid of their father, or people like their father? Or is this person simply too scary?"

Ye Qing briefly analyzed the situation, and Bei Zhenting pondered. Luo Yao was a normal person, so there shouldn't be anything wrong with his brain. Secondly, Luo Yao had been pampered since childhood, so he shouldn't have been beaten or scolded. At least, the information he had received showed that he hadn't. Could it be that he was just too scary?

Bei Zhenting suddenly thought of Luo Yao's challenge to him at the palace gate. It was obvious that Luo Yao was not afraid of him...

Bei Zhenting thinks Ye Qing is just a quack.

"Your medical skills have declined, Ye Ziqi."

Ye Qing was confused. What?

Bei Zhenting no longer cared about Ye Qing, stood up and left, leaving Ye Qing alone and disheveled in the wind.

What kind of disease is it to be particularly afraid of someone? Is there really such a disease? It seems that what the prince said is not false.

Luo Yao suddenly remembered the medical books from overseas that he had recently obtained, put down his wine glass and went into the house.

He just didn't believe that there was any disease in this world that Qingyegu hadn't seen!

Bei Zhenting left the clinic and walked back home alone.

The bright moon hung high in the sky, and the night sky was quiet and blue. A white dove landed on the eaves of a house on the street, tilted its head to look at Bei Zhenting, and made a purring sound.

Bei Zhenting looked at the pigeon, stretched out his hand, and the pigeon flapped its wings, flew down from the eaves, and landed on Bei Zhenting's arm.

Did the people following old man Luo Lin bring any news? Bei Zhenting untied the note tied to the pigeon. The pigeon flapped its wings and flew away. Bei Zhenting opened the note.

There is only one line on it.

The Duke was attacked on the Henglin Old Road, and the identity of the killer is unknown.

Bei Zhenting read the note and felt confused. Apart from him and the Duke's Mansion, was there anyone else who had a grudge against the Duke's Mansion?

Bei Zhenting checked all the people in the court and couldn't figure out who was so stupid as to assassinate Luo Yao at such a critical moment.

After being lost in thought all the way back home, Bei Zhenting sat on the couch on one side of the study and read a book. Suddenly he raised his head, and his face changed drastically, not knowing what he was thinking about!

Who says that those who assassinated Luo Lin at this critical moment must have a grudge against the Duke's Mansion? There is another possibility, these people are coming for him!

He still hasn't figured it out!

If his idea was correct, Bei Zhenting suddenly thought of a terrifying possibility!