Yun Qingluo leaped onto her horse and turned her head to say, "The supplies should arrive soon. Please have the city lord distribute them to the people. Oh, and prepare food. I'll bring the soldiers back to eat."

The city lord's eyes were terribly dry; reinforcements hadn't arrived, but the princess had.

The group exited the city gate.

One person driving two horses, Yun Qingluo was worried that too many people would get injured, and in the end, they would have to be carried by the horses.

Yun Qingluo said to the people of Shenyi Valley, "Do not linger in battle; bring the warriors back first."

The people from the Divine Healer Valley nodded, indicating they understood.

Although the Divine Healer Valley does not concern itself with worldly affairs, their special training in battlefield tactics has never been neglected.

This was the dying wish of the first Valley Master: if the people of the world were in trouble, the entire Divine Healer Valley would come out to protect them with their lives.

What should we use to protect it?

Take their training and skills from childhood...

The group hurried towards their destination.

The sounds of swords clashing could be heard not far ahead.

"Ye Ming, aren't you afraid of being ridiculed by the whole world?"

A voice filled with anger roared, a hint of ruthlessness in it.

When Yun Qingluo heard the familiar voice, her heart trembled and her body went limp.

It's...it's her Achen.

Yun Qingluo slowly raised her hand, and everyone obeyed without question, falling silent instantly.

"You all go around the front and head to the battlefield to aid the soldiers. Remember, do not linger in battle," Yun Qingluo whispered to the others as she turned around.

They were skilled in medicine, poisons, and military strategy; even if they faced a large army, they could escape unscathed.

However, they cannot join the battle for the time being; their main purpose on this trip is to bring the army back to the city.

Perhaps they were too engrossed in the fight ahead, and no one noticed until the group left.

Yun Qingluo looked panicked. She lightly touched the ground with her toes and leaped to the treetop. With a few more jumps, she arrived at the fighting area.

Through the dim moonlight, Yun Qingluo could see that there were only two people fighting fiercely below.

One is Ye Ming, and the other is her A Chen.

Ye Ming dodged Mo Beichen's palm strike, laughed loudly, and mocked, "As long as you die here, who in the world will know?"

Yun Qingluo's heart tightened; she clearly saw that Achen's speed had slowed down.

Moreover, his right hand was hanging down the whole time, and he was fighting Ye Ming, who was carrying a sword, with his bare hands.

Damn it, any man who dares to bully her is asking for trouble.

Just as Yun Qingluo was about to rush down, Ye Ming continued, "Mo Beichen, I heard you married a princess. I saw her at the Crown Prince's banquet. She's just a pretty face with no substance. Only you would treat her like a treasure."

Upon hearing this, Mo Beichen remained silent and became even more ruthless.

Ye Ming dodged with ease, and sneered, "You don't need to make a last-ditch effort. I, the Crown Prince, said that as long as you agree to marry my sister, I will let you go today."

Mo Beichen: "A fool's dream."

His wife, in this life, has only ever been Luo Luo.

Ye Ming's face turned cold. "You really won't give up until you see the Yellow River. I, the Crown Prince, will cripple you first, and then I'm not afraid you won't agree."

Yun Qingluo's heart tightened, and she leaped down.

"You think you're worthy to depose my husband?" Yun Qingluo drew her soft sword from her waist and deftly deflected Ye Ming's sword aimed at Mo Beichen.

"What? Is your girl so ugly that she can't get married? She's even going after married men?" Yun Qingluo retorted sarcastically.

Ye Ming was so angry he jumped up and down, saying it was nonsense, that his sister was beautiful and kind-hearted.

Upon hearing this voice, Mo Beichen froze, his eyes wide with disbelief.

Was he hallucinating because he missed Luo Luo so much?

Ye Ming turned his head to dodge Yun Qingluo's flying kick, stepped back, and steadied himself.

"Yun Qingluo?" Ye Ming's face darkened. What was she doing here?

Ye Ming's gaze drifted down to her swollen belly.

Is she... pregnant?

Yun Qingluo sneered, "Why are you calling me 'Grandma'?"

She then walked up to the dazed Mo Beichen, raised her hand and took his left hand, "Achen, Luoluo is here."

Mo Beichen lowered his gaze, looking at the person he had been longing for day and night, his eyes darkening.

His voice was low and husky, tinged with a hint of caution, "Luo Luo?"

Yun Qingluo nodded in agreement and smiled slightly at him, "Yes, Achen, Luoluo is here, don't be afraid."

Ye Ming pursed his lips as he looked at the two eyesores.

What is he afraid of?

It's so sour.

Mo Beichen finally realized that what was happening before his eyes was not a dream, and reached out to pull the person into his arms, holding him tightly.

He lowered his head and took a deep breath of the medicinal scent emanating from her, his voice hoarse, "Luo Luo shouldn't have come; it's too dangerous."

There was no blame in his tone; instead, it was filled with surprise.

As Yun Qingluo listened to his heartbeat, she felt a sense of fulfillment.

Just as he was about to speak, an incongruous voice interrupted, "Hey, there's another living person here."

Yun Qingluo looked up at the haggard Mo Beichen, put a pill in his mouth, and helped him sit down under a tree.

"Ah Chen, wait for me patiently," Yun Qingluo said gently.

Mo Beichen grabbed Yun Qingluo, "No!"

His gaze then fell on Yun Qingluo's swollen belly, and he paused for a moment.

Is Luo Luo sick?

Yun Qinglu noticed Mo Beichen's gaze and was afraid that he would guess that she was pregnant and prevent her from taking action.

He immediately turned around, his voice turning cold.

"No one can bully you, A-Chen."

Ye Ming sneered, "Even Mo Beichen can't beat me, so don't be ridiculous, you weak woman."

Yun Qingluo held her sword in one hand, coldly looking at Ye Ming, and asked, "Did you hurt his arm?"

Ye Ming raised an eyebrow. "Yes, it was this Crown Prince who deposed him."

Ye Ming thought Yun Qingluo would be angry, but to his surprise, she smiled slowly, like a red spider lily, so beautiful that it was impossible to look away.

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