Traveling through the busy farmland of a peasant girl

The bonfire burned vigorously in the night sky, the raging flames constantly licked the surrounding air, making a "crackling" sound, and the jumping flames illuminated the surroundings in red.

Luo Lingchen sat quietly by the campfire, his eyes a little dazed, his thoughts involuntarily drifting to the years since he came into this world.

Before he knew it, he had been in this strange world called Nanyue Kingdom for eight years.

Time flies like a white horse passing by, and now this body is already twelve years old.

Looking back, when the original owner of this body was four years old, he fell into the water accidentally. At that moment, his soul seemed to travel through endless time and space and inexplicably possessed this child.

Over the past eight years, he has witnessed all kinds of scenes in the palace. The open and covert struggles are like an endless storm, and they become more and more intense as time goes by.

When he first crossed over, he still adhered to the civic standards of his original world, which were law-abiding, kind and upright.

In his original understanding, the law is a scale of justice, any crime will be punished accordingly, and people live and work in peace within the framework of the law.

However, he gradually discovered that this world was completely different from his original time and space.

Here, the law is like a crumpled piece of waste paper, without any authority at all.

Some people will not have any power to punish those who break the law or even kill others.

The entire society seems to have fallen into a state of disorder and chaos, with the phenomenon of disregarding human life everywhere. Life here has become so fragile that it can be trampled on at will like an ant.

Faced with such a cruel reality, Luo Lingchen helplessly realized that he had to make changes and slowly adapt to his current identity.

He knew that if he wanted to survive in this strange world full of dangers and challenges, he could no longer act according to the old principles.

He must integrate into this world, even if the rules of this world go against the beliefs he once held.

His thoughts drifted away, and a question that had troubled him for a long time came to mind again: Why did he come here after his death? Was it related to that girl?

His memory slowly unfolded. It was during the summer vacation at university, and he came to the beach alone with his painting supplies to sketch.

The sea breeze blows gently, the waves beat rhythmically against the shore, and the sun shines on the sea, sparkling countless tiny golden lights.

He was immersed in this wonderful scenery, and the paintbrush in his hand kept dancing on the drawing board, sketching out the beautiful scenery before him stroke by stroke.

Finally, the painting was completed.

Satisfied, he packed up his things and walked along the path to the roadside. At this moment, the roar of a car engine broke the silence.

He subconsciously raised his head and saw a car speeding towards him.

The person driving the car was a stunningly beautiful girl.

Her delicate face was like a blooming flower in the sun, and her eyes were bright and deep, as if hiding the stars and the sea.

Her long hair fluttered freely in the wind like black satin.

He just stood there blankly, forgetting to dodge. His eyes were fixed on the girl, and in that moment, the whole world seemed to be filled with only the girl and the car rushing towards him.

His mind was blank and time seemed to have stopped.

Immediately afterwards, there was a loud "bang" and he felt that his body was like a light feather, being knocked away by a huge force.

His body drew an arc in the air and then fell straight into the sea.

The icy sea water instantly enveloped him, and the biting cold made him conscious for a moment.

He wanted to struggle, but his body seemed to be tightly bound by something and he couldn't move at all.

He couldn't swim and could only let himself slowly sink to the bottom of the sea.

The water around him grew darker and darker, and his vision became blurry.

Before he lost consciousness, he was still thinking: I wonder if the girl was rescued? But soon, he thought to himself that it was none of his business. After all, he was already dead.

This last thought was like a candle in the wind, fleeting, and then he fell into endless darkness.

When he woke up, he was here, the four-year-old eldest prince of Nanchen, a country where women were respected.

Luo Lingyun is his twin brother, a little brat who always chases after him and calls him "Guoguo"!

The blazing bonfire crackled in the silent night, and sparks jumped from time to time like restless elves.

Luo Lingyun frowned slightly, breaking the oppressive silence. His voice was filled with fatigue and helplessness: "Brother, why is it so difficult to be born into a royal family?"

Luo Lingchen stared at the boy in front of him who had called him "Guoguo" in a baby voice since childhood, and a complex emotion surged in his heart.

Since the death of the emperor's father last year, the whole world seems to have changed. The once seemingly stable royal life has been broken. They are like a lone boat in the turbulent waves, facing the danger of being swallowed up at any time.

Those invisible enemies, like poisonous snakes hiding in the dark, bared their fangs again and again. The two of them supported each other, shuttled through the swords and shadows, and avoided one thrilling assassination and pursuit after another.

Every time I escaped death, it felt like I was dragged back from the gates of hell, and my back was already soaked with cold sweat.

If it weren’t for the secret guards left by the emperor, the grass on their graves would have grown so high!

He took a deep breath and said calmly, "Others are bent on harming us and deliberately trying to kill us."

"In this cruel royal struggle, we have no other way out but to make ourselves stronger."

"We are so powerful that they will be intimidated even if they see us from afar. Just seeing us will make them fear from the bottom of their hearts."

"To survive, we must cultivate our own power, just like carefully watering a tree, allowing its roots to sink deep into the soil and its branches and leaves to grow lush enough to cover the sky and earth."

"Only when our strength grows to an unshakable level can we truly not fear anyone. Do you understand?"

Luo Lingyun's eyes were shining with anticipation, as if he saw a ray of light in the darkness.

He nodded vigorously, as if he had grabbed a life-saving straw, his voice firm and full of trust: "Brother! I understand!"

Luo Lingchen looked up at the sky, and then seemed to remember something important.

He solemnly ordered, "We must return to the palace tomorrow morning. We have already spent too long here. There are still many things waiting for us to deal with in the palace. We can't leave it alone any longer."

The guards in black around them bowed in unison upon hearing the order.

They answered in unison: "Yes! Your Highness!" Their voices were low and powerful, echoing in the night sky, as if a strong response to the determination of the two princes.