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Bei Zhenting leaned over and kissed the corner of Luo Yao's mouth. It was a gentle and lingering kiss that lasted for a long time before they separated.

As soon as they separated, a hot tear rolled down Bei Zhenting's face. The boy seemed to have never been treated so gently before. He opened his eyes, stunned, not crying or making a fuss, but tears kept falling.

Bei Zhenting was at a loss and could only keep wiping away the boy's tears, wiping away those hot tears drop by drop.

"Don't cry, what's wrong?"

"What's wrong? Yaoyao?"

"Yaoyao?"

"What's wrong? Can you tell me?"

"Are you hungry? Would you like to eat?"

"Do not cry."

Bei Zhenting pulled Luo Yao's hand and placed it in his palm, holding it. The boy's hands were full of wounds, so he didn't dare to hold it tightly and could only hold it in his palm.

The man asked question after question, talking to himself. Luo Yao was speechless and didn't dare to speak. He was afraid that he would not be able to hold back his tears and burst out.

Answering questions one by one, wiping away tears time and time again, the boy grasped his thumb and clenched his hands behind his back.

The boy held on tightly, as if his emotions could not be vented and he could only relieve them by squeezing his hand tightly.

Bei Zhenting looked at the boy's hands tied with white cloth. Because he held them too tightly and too hard, the holes on his hands began to bleed again.

Bei Zhenting felt distressed and pulled the boy into his arms, hugging him tightly, as if he wanted to crush him and eat him.

He heard soft sobs in his ears, and the boy's tears wet his collar. Unable to comfort her, he could only hold the person in his arms tightly.

After a long time, the boy finally calmed down. The two separated. The boy felt a little uncomfortable and looked at Bei Zhenting with his eyes wide open.

Looking at the young man's uneasy look, Bei Zhenting felt as if a light feather was passing through his heart.

His Yaoyao is so interesting...

Holding the boy's neck and bringing him in front of him, Bei Zhenting leaned over and kissed the corner of the boy's mouth. The boy trembled all over and was very scared.

"Yaoyao, open your mouth..."

The man was so mean, he rubbed his lips and said these words through his teeth, and all the whispers hit Luo Yao's trembling and sensitive lips, making Luo Yao so nervous!

My ears quickly turned red, my neck turned red, and my face started to burn!

Noticing the nervousness of the person in his arms, Bei Zhenting chuckled and gently sucked on the hot and soft thing.

An unbearable hum escaped from the corner of his mouth, and the desire in Bei Zhenting's eyes was aroused! He skillfully probed into the boy's hot and wet mouth, kissed him gently, ground him slowly, and crushed him hard. The boy's soft gasps were so unbearable that it made people blush and their hearts beat fast.

After a kiss, saliva hung on the corner of the boy's mouth. The boy had been kissed silly.

Bei Zhenting found Luo Yao's silly look funny and wiped the saliva from the corner of the boy's mouth with his rough fingertips.

"Princess, you are so cute." Bei Zhenting pecked the red, shiny and slightly swollen lips again.

After being pecked again, the boy became even more stunned.

Bei Zhenting touched Luo Yao's forehead which was bleeding again, stared into Luo Yao's eyes seriously, and forced Luo Yao to come back to his senses and look at him.

"Don't hurt yourself anymore, and don't hit your head against the wall anymore! Do you hear me?"

Seeing Bei Zhenting's appearance in his eyes, Luo Yao's eyes filled with tears. He suddenly reached out and hugged Bei Zhenting's neck, screaming and crying loudly, as if he wanted to break his throat and scream for his life.

The guards outside were terrified when they heard the screams that broke the sky.

I thought the crying would stop soon, but I didn't expect Luo Yao to cry for a full half hour. When his voice became hoarse and he could no longer cry, the whimpering of a wild beast continued to come out of his throat.

She hugged Bei Zhenting tightly, using all her strength, as if she wanted to strangle Bei Zhenting to death.

I didn’t have a good lunch until 3 p.m., and I didn’t take my medicine either.

After finally calming down, he seemed like a doll with all the air drained out of it, motionless and with his eyes out of focus.

Bei Zhenting shouted for a long time before Luo Yao regained some consciousness.

As soon as he was conscious, he stared at the red rope around Bei Zhenting's neck.

Bei Zhenting thought he liked her, so he took off the peace locket from his neck and put it on Luo Yao.

It was a very ordinary peace locket, which Mr. He had obtained from a temple when he found him and tied around his neck.

Now he took off the peace locket and tied it around Luo Yao's neck, hoping that this peace locket could protect Yao Yao and make his life safe, happy and worry-free.

"All right."

A knot was tied at the back of Luo Yao's neck, and a red rope and white jade peace locket were hung on Luo Yao's neck. Luo Yao's neck was covered with dense bruises. Bei Zhenting was very satisfied with his masterpiece.

Luo Yao stretched out his bleeding hand and pinched the peace locket, lowering his head to look at it very seriously. He looked at it for a long time, but seemed not to understand what it was.

Bei Zhenting took off the blood-soaked white cloths on Luo Yao's body, changed the bandages, and tied them up again, while muttering a lot to Luo Yao, but Luo Yao didn't hear a word.

Then it was time to feed him and give him medicine. Luo Yao became very well-behaved, except when he was drinking the medicine and frowned because it was too bitter, he kept staring at Bei Zhenting blankly.

Bei Zhenting was shameless: "What's wrong, Yaoyao, is it the first day you discovered that your husband is so handsome?"

Luo Yao took a bite of the bitter medicine and smacked his lips, not answering Bei Zhenting's question.

After feeding Luo Yao the medicine, he just did nothing but stay with him. He stayed with him until dark. When Luo Yao fell asleep, Bei Zhenting quietly left the woodshed.

After quietly instructing the people outside the woodshed to keep a close watch, Bei Zhenting left.

There are too many cases to investigate, and I probably won’t be able to sleep today. After leaving the woodshed, Bei Zhenting went straight to the study.

What Bei Zhenting didn't know was that after he left, Luo Yao in the woodshed curled up in the quilt, trembling all over and sobbing very softly. He was not asleep at all.

Bei Zhenting looked at a bunch of case clues in the study, called in several secret guards for questioning, and handled the progress of all the cases. Bei Zhenting, who had not slept for almost three days, fell asleep on the desk.

In the second half of the night, at three quarters past midnight, a huge fire broke out in the courtyard of the palace.

When Bei Zhenting was awakened by the secret guard and rushed over, the door of the woodshed where Luo Yao was was already on fire.

Luo Yao was standing inside the fire, and the two looked at each other across the firelight. Bei Zhenting could see what he was thinking from Luo Yao's eyes.

Luo Yao wants to die.

Bei Zhenting rushed into the fire like a madman. The falling burning beams hit his shoulders, but he didn't feel any pain. The house was about to collapse. The guards held him tightly. Bei Zhenting struggled desperately, staring at Luo Yao, trying to see something in his eyes. Luo Yao seemed to be crying again. Flames shot up into the sky, and the straw and firewood in the corner were ignited. Luo Yao was swallowed up by the flames and disappeared in Bei Zhenting's eyes.

He asked people to light so many candles and didn't let them blow them out at night because he didn't want him to feel scared!

Bei Zhenting kicked away the guards who were holding him and rushed forward, but the roof collapsed in front of him!

He stopped, his heart pounding wildly, as if it was about to jump out of his chest in the next second. Bei Zhenting covered his chest and fell to his knees on the ground, roaring like a lion from his throat. The guards were all scared and turned pale.

"Why didn't you find it?" Bei Zhenting's voice seemed to come from hell.

There was no excuse. They hadn't slept for several days, and at three quarters past midnight, they all became distracted and dozed off.

Rows of guards and even two secret guards knelt on one knee, "We failed to take good care of the princess. Please punish us, Your Highness!"

Bei Zhenting was about to lose his temper when a servant suddenly came running over. Seeing that there was also a big fire on this side, the servant muttered incoherently, "Your Highness, the West Courtyard... the West Courtyard... is also burning... is burning..."

Bei Zhenting flew onto the roof and looked from afar. He saw that several houses in the west courtyard were on fire. The flames were soaring into the sky that it was impossible to put out the fire.

The secret guards on both sides spontaneously stood up to fetch water to put out the fire. The last flame was extinguished, the smoke also died down, and the guards collapsed on the ground exhausted.

Bei Zhenting searched among the charred wreckage with his bare hands.