After a day of rest, the army set off for the fourth line of defense, Yingyue City.

Mo Beichen somehow acquired a carriage, and Yun Qingluo lay down inside to catch up on her sleep. Mo Beichen sat beside her, reading a book in one hand and playing with her hand in the other.

Yun Qingluo's hand was being squeezed and twisted, causing her to frown uncomfortably. Mo Beichen kept an eye on Yun Qingluo out of the corner of his eye.

Seeing this, she chuckled, "Luo Luo has become spoiled."

Yun Qingluo opened her sleepy eyes and smiled slightly, "It's all thanks to Achen."

Mo Beichen smiled. He realized that since Luo Luo came to his side, his agitated heart had become very peaceful.

His demeanor is very good.

Because of the wounded soldiers behind them, the army moved very slowly and could only stop and rest halfway through the night.

Yun Qingluo wanted to get off the carriage for some fresh air, but Mo Beichen stopped her.

Yun Qingluo looked at him, puzzled. "I'm just going down for a walk."

Mo Beichen said, "It's cool at night, so be good in the car."

Yun Qingluo glared at him with her beautiful eyes, "But I also want to use the restroom."

Mo Beichen stiffened. Well, he couldn't refuse.

Although it's possible... but Luo Luo will be shy.

Mo Beichen helped Yun Qingluo to a dense forest. Yun Qingluo saw him standing to the side, unmoving as a mountain.

Yun Qingluo looked up, the pale moonlight bathing him as if draped in holy light. "Why aren't you leaving?"

"Mo Beichen, it's too dark, Luo Luo will be scared."

Yun Qinglu was speechless with anger. Did she look like a scared person right now?

Mo Beichen sensed Yun Qingluo's agitated state and said calmly, "Hmm, I misspoke. It's that I'm afraid."

The clouds slanted down. "?"

The demon king who could cut off enemy soldiers' heads without batting an eye told her he was afraid of the dark?

Yun Qinglu thought to herself: Do you want to hear what you're saying?

But seeing that he wasn't leaving, she stopped being coy and figured it wasn't appropriate for her to squat down since she was heavily pregnant.

"Turn around," Yun Qingluo said irritably.

Upon hearing this, Mo Beichen smiled, turned around, his back to Yun Qingluo, and reached his hand behind him.

Yun felt a warmth in her heart, reached out and grabbed it, using the leverage to squat down.

A rustling sound came from behind, and Yun Qingluo's ears turned red. But seeing that Mo Beichen remained unmoved, she breathed a sigh of relief.

After it was over, Yun Qingluo tightened her grip on Mo Beichen's hand, trying to use it to get up, only to see Mo Beichen turn around and lift her up in his arms.

Yun Qingluo raised an eyebrow. "What are you doing? I can walk by myself."

Mo Beichen looked straight ahead. When he heard Yun Qingluo's words, he looked down at her and said, "Be good, your legs will hurt. I'll carry you and massage your legs in the carriage later."

Upon hearing this, Yun Qingluo stopped struggling and nestled obediently in Mo Beichen's arms without saying a word.

Along the way, I have received a lot of attention.

Yun Qingluo pretended not to see it.

Once inside the carriage, whispers and murmurs could be heard outside:

"The prince and princess are such a perfect match, clearly deeply in love. Why are there still rumors that the princess doesn't like the prince?"

"Nonsense, didn't you see the princess had her arms around the prince's neck?"

"That's right. The Prince and Princess have a very good relationship. Once we return to the capital, if anyone still speaks ill of the Prince and Princess, I will definitely confront them."

"Come on, it's still uncertain whether we can even get back to the capital."

"Right now, three cities have fallen, leaving only Yingyue City teetering on the brink of collapse. If Yingyue City falls, then we're finished."

"Damn traitor! The prince had made all the arrangements, and we had won so many battles, yet we were caught completely off guard."

"I heard the traitor is the deputy general..."

"Really? He's Princess Yongping's brother, how dare he?"

"Who knows whose orders he was given? Otherwise, how could a mere deputy general dare to do something so reprehensible?"

"Alright, let's not worry anymore. The princess has even brought people from the Divine Healer Valley to help us. We shouldn't be so discouraged."

"Li Tou is right. Anyone who dares to harm my country or my home, I'll fight them to the death."

"Our prince has never been defeated; we cannot disgrace him."

"Yes, kill the enemy and protect our country!" the crowd suddenly exclaimed in unison.

Mo Yu walked over and scolded in a low voice, "Keep your voice down, don't disturb the prince and princess's rest."

Everyone fell silent, like quails, with only the sound of the wind rustling through the leaves.

Hearing the discussions outside, Yun Qingluo smiled and asked Mo Beichen, "What kind of magic potion did you give them? They've lost three cities in a row, yet they still believe in you like a god."

Mo Beichen tucked Yun Qingluo in and said calmly, "I just want to bewitch Luoluo and be her god."

Yun Qingluo felt a surge of warmth in her heart; this man had been flirting with her all day.

When Yun Qingluo saw that Mo Beichen was about to go to sleep on the small bed, she stopped him, saying, "That bed is uncomfortable, you can't stretch out, just sleep here if you like."

Upon hearing this, Mo Beichen turned to look at Yun Qingluo, his eyes lighting up, and his deep voice rang out, "Okay."

When Yun Qingluo noticed that Mo Beichen was far away from her after getting into bed, she actually slept right next to the edge of the bed.

She frowned; she felt like she would fall off if she turned to the side even slightly. How could she sleep well like that?

Yun Qingluo pulled Mo Beichen's hand, "Come a little closer."

Upon hearing this, Mo Beichen turned to Yun Qingluo and refused, "No, I can't squeeze you and the child in."

Seeing that he was speaking so seriously, and glancing at the distance between them that was enough for one person to sleep in, Yun Qingluo felt unhappy.

"Are you disgusted with me?" Yun Qingluo asked, her watery eyes wide with grievance.

A surge of wicked anger rose within Mo Beichen. Looking at her adorable little face, he felt an even stronger urge to bully her.

Yun Qingluo watched helplessly as Mo Beichen's eyes blazed with malice, and involuntarily shrank back.

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