I transmigrated to ancient times and became a king with a title equal to mine.

The rice seedlings were ready for transplanting, so Long Bin got up early and called Xiao Rong to go to the countryside together.

Inside the train carriage, Xiao Rong's desire to pursue her dream lover was rekindled.

"Brother, don't you feel lonely all by yourself?" Xiao Rong clicked her tongue.

Long Bin said with a wry smile, "I have always been a lonely man."

Xiao Rong felt a pang of sadness upon hearing this, got up, threw herself into his arms, and kissed him.

Long Bin's feelings for Xiao Rong were growing stronger, and he was radiating a faint youthful aura.

In this vibrant tapestry of youth, a young couple creates a dazzling picture of youth, both innocent and passionate, adding boundless sweetness and excitement to their relationship.

Their kiss was as gentle as a morning breeze, carrying a slight coolness as it brushed against their cheeks, yet leaving endless warmth in their hearts.

It was an unintentional touch, the first fusion of two young hearts, as if the whole world stood still at that moment, just to witness this pure emotion.

Their kiss, tinged with youthful shyness, was like a summer fruit—not fully ripe, yet already exuding an alluring sweetness. Each closeness was an exploration of the soul, and each separation was accompanied by reluctance and anticipation.

In the bumpy carriage, the two nestled together, their lips touching, their souls colliding—the most beautiful moment of their youth, a mark of their youth, deeply imprinted in their hearts.

Even as time goes by, whenever I recall that time, those kisses will still be as bright and warm as the spring sunshine outside the train carriage.

"Brother, have sex with me," Xiao Rong whispered.

"Silly girl, right here?"

At this moment, Long Bin was brimming with wildness, his hormones were surging.

However, he still rationally let go of his arms.

"Rongrong, I..."

Just as he was about to offer some gentle advice, his heart suddenly skipped a beat.

"not good!"

The seventh sense I have from my past life has become increasingly accurate lately.

No sooner said than done, with a loud bang, Long Bin carrying Xiao Rong was lifted out of the carriage.

Swoosh, swoosh...

A volley of crossbow bolts came flying in.

Instantly, the carriage was riddled with feathered arrows on both sides.

Seeing this from the air, Xiao Rong felt indignant.

Her inner energy surged, "You bastard, how dare you ruin my good deed?" She roared, "Die!"

Breaking free from Long Bin's embrace, he made a sharp turn in mid-air and, in a flash, landed on the hill to the left.

Immediately afterwards, screams echoed through the hills and woods.

At the same time, Lu Guozhong's First Battalion of the Women's Battalion had already rushed into the woods.

The battle ended quickly; aside from those killed, the rest committed suicide.

"A suicide squad?" Lu Guo was shocked and knelt down in front of Long Bin.

"Young Master, I failed in my duty as a guard and deserve to die."

Long Bin pulled him up and answered irrelevantly, "The old hag can't hold her temper anymore."

"The news has spread throughout the kingdom to the capital, and the Southern King is furious. He has already dispatched dozens of experts to the palace to kill the old hag and avenge himself!"

Lu Guozhong paused, puzzled, and asked, "Just letting people out for a walk?"

Xiao Rong chuckled and said, "If you're not just making a heads-up, are you really going to send someone to kill that old beggar woman? Do you have that kind of ability?"

After tidying up, they switched to a spare carriage and continued their journey. Xiao Rong was extremely upset that her precious time had been wasted by the assassin.

Seeing the girl's unwilling expression, Long Bin smiled.

"What are you laughing at?" the girl asked angrily.

"I laugh at this assassin as our savior."

"Have you scared yourself silly?"

"Silly girl, if it weren't for these assassins, we would have made a mistake."

Xiao Rong leaned on his shoulder and asked, puzzled, "What do you mean by making a mistake?"

Long Bin paused for a moment, then explained, "We're neither husband and wife, nor engaged. If there hadn't been an assassin causing trouble, taking it any further would have been..."

"You're so naughty!" The girl punched his heart with her small fist, blushed, and tilted her head up to kiss him again.

When two people are in love, they don't care about anything else.

"If you accept me, Xiao Rong will warm your bed tonight."

A girl's deep affection can melt even a block of ice.

Moreover, he was a vigorous young man, and the two clung to each other once more, filling the carriage with a vibrant spring atmosphere.

……

Entrusted by the Prince of Nan, Xiao Yudong disguised himself and returned to the capital to report on Long Yingkun's collusion with the Dongjiang Kingdom.

However, they were attacked multiple times on the way.

Having no other option, Xiao Yudong could only feign death.

Having finally escaped the second prince's relentless pursuit and endured countless hardships to reach the outskirts of the capital, they learned that the second prince had finally assumed the presidency, and the king had locked himself in his study, refusing to see anyone.

Xiao Yudong was stunned. After thinking it over again and again, he decided to go back to his hometown to visit his parents first, and then go to Lishui, South China.

Eleven years after leaving home, Xiao Yudong stood in front of his house, looking at the rusty wooden door, and tears welled up in his eyes.

He reached out and pulled off the iron lock to enter the house, only to find his adoptive parents' portraits hanging on the wall. He was so frightened that he knelt down and cried, "Dad, Mom, your unfilial son hasn't been home for ten years. How could you have passed away?"

Xiao Yudong's father was originally the magistrate of Sishui County. Because of his uprightness and integrity, he was framed by treacherous people, and he and his wife were imprisoned and died.

The young son, Xiao Yudong, was left behind and taken back to his hometown of Jining by County Magistrate Xiao Yuanhe to be raised.

Xiao Yudong kowtowed three times, then got up, removed the portraits of his adoptive parents, and gently wiped the dust off the frames…

Just as she was sobbing quietly, a commotion came from outside the door.

The area outside the Xiao family's house was filled with neighbors, who faced dozens of men wielding hammers.

“No one is home at the Xiao family’s house, you can’t demolish their house,” a young man shouted.

The demolition contractor, Yu Xing, was a local troublemaker. When someone tried to stop him, he threatened, "Wang Chun, this is a demolition order from the government. I hope you won't resist, or you'll regret it!"

"The government ordered the demolition?" Wang Chun asked. "Have you discussed this with the Xiao family?"

Yu Xing grinned and said, "You're talking nonsense. There's no one at his house. Who are we supposed to talk to?"

The people around immediately started talking about it.

"Old Xiao's son hasn't come back for almost ten years."

"I haven't been home for ten years, and I don't even know if he's alive or dead."

"He's alive and well. I heard he's doing quite well out there. Last year he even sent money home through someone."

Seeing the crowd discussing this, Yu Xing laughed and said, "Don't make trouble. That Xiao Yudong might be dead. Who can we talk to?"

"Have you looked for him?" Wang Chun asked.

"Looking for him?" Yu Xing sneered. "Is he a dead man worth me looking for?"

Yu Xing's words drew a chorus of boos. Wang Chun spoke up, "You're really shameless. Come to think of it, Yu Dong leaving his hometown and running away was all thanks to you. If you hadn't done something bad and he hadn't caught you, would he have been forced to leave by the three of you brothers?"

"Wang Chun, what did you say?" Yu Xing shouted, jumping up and down. "He injured three of my brothers with a knife, and he deserves to be sentenced to prison. He ran away to avoid jail time, what's it to me?"