Mo Beichen reached out and touched his collar, only to find it was completely soaked.

His expression was somewhat somber, but looking at her peaceful sleeping face, he silently suppressed his aura.

Mo Beichen sighed. How silly of him, he didn't even realize his clothes were wet.

How could he feel at ease with such a silly appearance?

No!

He will never let go.

No one can separate them.

Mo Beichen found the clothes that Yun Qingluo had taken out and placed at the foot of the bed.

Pick and choose.

In the end, they only changed Yun Qingluo into a soft and comfortable undergarment.

I went out and changed the basin, and filled it with hot water.

I placed it at the foot of the bed and carefully washed Yun Qingluo's feet.

The doctor said that soaking her feet in hot water would make her feel better and help her sleep, but Luo Luo was already asleep, so we had to skip it today.

Mo Beichen regretfully placed Yun Qingluo's fair and delicate feet into the quilt.

He walked to the bedside, leaned down and gently kissed Yun Qingluo before carrying the water out.

The tent next door.

Mo Feng and An Jiu had been waiting for a long time.

Mo Feng looked at Mo Beichen, who seemed to be bathed in a spring breeze, and secretly despised him.

The prince is such a scoundrel, he doesn't even spare pregnant women.

An Jiu, standing to the side, was visibly excited. Upon seeing Mo Beichen enter, she couldn't wait to report the information she had gathered to him.

He recounted the people and forces who had accompanied the princess from the capital to the frontier.

The text emphasizes the forces and individuals who came forward to assassinate the princess.

Mo Feng frowned. "With so many forces involved, isn't this going a bit too far?"

Actually, he wanted to say that it was making a mountain out of a molehill, but seeing the prince's gloomy face, he decided to keep quiet.

From now on, even if the prince dislikes her, he won't dare to dislike the princess.

Although he was indeed somewhat surprised that killing a woman would involve so much power and so many people.

Mo Beichen sat behind his desk, exuding a chilling aura and releasing his imposing presence.

The two of them couldn't hold on any longer and knelt on the ground.

Mo Beichen placed one hand on the table, slightly bending his index finger and rhythmically tapping it, and said in a cold voice:

"If living is not good, why do they have to seek death? I am kind-hearted, so I will send them on their way."

An Jiu went and found each person one by one, chopped off their heads, and sent them to their respective residences. Those with homes were sent home, those with temples were sent to temples, and those without homes or temples were no longer a waste of resources.

Mo Feng was taken aback; the prince's entourage was far too grand.

Those people included not only officials from the Tianmo Kingdom's court and martial arts circles, but also figures from other Three Kingdoms...

And then there's that one in the palace...

"Your Highness, this involves the other three kingdoms; you're being far too protective of the Princess..."

He wanted to say that now was not the time to act rashly for the sake of a beautiful woman...

Mo Beichen glared at him, and Mo Feng lowered his head in fear, not daring to say anything more.

"My queen is my only wife. Why would I protect you instead of her?"

Cold sweat beaded on Mo Feng's forehead as he braved the oppressive aura and pleaded, "But..."

"I finally managed to marry this young woman, what if she runs away if I don't stand up for her..."

Mo Beichen suddenly chuckled, recalling how Yun Qingluo had hiccuped while crying earlier.

The oppressive aura emanating from the two suddenly vanished, and they looked at each other, their eyes filled with confusion.

Mo Beichen snapped out of his reverie and continued, "Tell them to do it. They've been quiet for so long, it's time for them to get out and about."

The two men's expressions changed, and they looked at Mo Beichen anxiously, saying in unison, "Master..."

Mo Beichen raised his hand to stop him, stood up and said, "In this war, the waters of the four kingdoms have already become murky. Since that's the case, I don't mind making them even more murky."

"But, Master, those people..."

"What, do you think I'm not worthy of sitting in that position?" Mo Beichen's voice turned cold.

The two men were startled, then their faces lit up with joy. Mo Feng said excitedly, "Master has come to his senses. That's good! Your subordinate will go and prepare right away."

"Okay, take An Jiu with you. Convey my order, and have them follow An Yi's command throughout. Anyone who disobeys will be sent to the Refining Chamber to reflect on their mistakes for a year. When you return tomorrow, An Jiu and An Yi will take them to do their business."

The two of them trembled upon hearing this.

Refining room?

A place where there is no light and darkness, and where life is worse than death.

Mo Feng: It seems that Your Highness is truly determined to fight for it.

Anjiu: Looks like I really hitched a ride on the right thigh. It's so sweet.

Each of them was lost in their own thoughts, and the tent was completely silent.

Mo Beichen thought of Yun Qingluo next door and was about to leave.

As a result, Mo Feng stopped him.

"Your Highness, I have something important to report," Mo Feng said hurriedly.

Mo Beichen paused in his light steps, turned around and looked at Mo Feng with a gloomy expression.

Mo Feng: "?"

How could the prince change his attitude so quickly?

Why was he suddenly disliked?

An Jiu shook her head and sighed inwardly: What a clueless fellow! Didn't he see that the prince wanted to go find the princess?

"You'd better have something important to do."

Mo Beichen sat back down in his chair, staring intently at Mo Feng.

Mo Feng said in a panic, "Your Highness, during the interrogation of those people this afternoon, some information leaked out after we separated, pointing the finger at the deputy general, Princess Yongping's brother."

"You have to report to me about such a small matter?" Mo Beichen looked at Mo Feng coldly.

Mo Feng lowered his head and pretended to be a quail.

How can it be a trivial matter that the deputy general personally appointed by the emperor colluded with the enemy?

Mo Beichen withdrew his gaze from Mo Feng and said disdainfully, "Let's keep him for now, we'll kill him back in town."

Mo Feng panicked, "Your Highness, according to the law, he must be escorted back to the capital to await the Emperor's decision..."

"Do I need anyone else's opinion to kill him?" Mo Beichen's voice was icy.

Mo Feng was startled, only then realizing that... it seemed the prince didn't need to report to the emperor at all.

Previously, the prince had always given him face so as not to embarrass him.

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