Reborn on the Wedding Night, the摄政王妃 Says She Was Wrong

A possessive and obsessive Prince? A dark-bellied Princess Consort with the support of a system that grants mastery over both medicine and poison. A journey of mutual devotion...

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Chapter 160 It's so hard, Luo Luo told me how to do it.

Yun Qingluo lifted the curtain and stepped out of the tent, where she saw Mo Beichen carrying several carp and two pheasants.

That pheasant was clearly a plump hen, with a nest of wild eggs tucked into its lap.

Yun Qingluo smiled and said, "Ah Chen, you're amazing."

As she spoke, she walked over to take the prey from Mo Beichen's hand, but Mo Beichen dodged her.

"Sit still and don't move. I'll cook for you." Mo Beichen's magnetic voice rang in Yun Qingluo's ear, and a kiss landed on her ear.

Yun Qingluo's face flushed slightly. She realized that Achen loved kissing her even more.

“Xiao Yi, your previous conclusion is invalid.” Yun Qingluo sat on a wooden stool to the side, watching Mo Beichen process the prey by the river.

Xiao Yi was a little confused. It had made many conclusions, so which conclusion was she referring to?

"What conclusion is invalid?" Xiao Yi asked, bewildered.

Yun Qingluo chuckled and said, "You said Achen wouldn't recognize me when he saw me, but not only did he recognize me, he loves me even more than before."

Xiao Yi was speechless. "You're love-struck. You almost lost your life for him. Talking about love now is just cliché."

Yun Qingluo smiled faintly and remained silent.

But in her heart she thought: It was for A-Chen that she endured it.

After processing the prey, Mo Beichen walked to the fire to roast it, but suddenly remembered what Granny Gong had been saying.

"After childbirth, women should drink more soup, such as chicken soup, fish soup, and pigeon soup, to nourish their bodies. However, they should not overdo it and should also eat more fruit."

Soup?

Mo Beichen glanced around and found a clay pot next to the tent flap.

This was something Yun Qingluo had taken out to make soup for herself, but she was too weak to catch fish or pheasants, so she had to give up.

Mo Beichen carried the cleaned fish in one hand and a clay pot in the other, preparing to make soup for Yun Qingluo.

But looking at the two things in his hands, he was at a loss.

He fought in the army for decades, often enduring wind and rain, but he never cooked for himself; at most, he would grill some meat.

Seeing Mo Beichen standing not far away, Yun Qingluo glanced at what he was holding and tentatively asked, "Achen, are you planning to make soup for me?"

Upon hearing this, a hint of frustration flashed in Mo Beichen's eyes. He nodded, "Yeah, but I don't think I can. I guess I'll have to trouble Luo Luo..."

Yun Qingluo stood up, about to say that she would do it, when she heard Mo Beichen continue, "It would be troublesome for Luoluo to tell me how to do it, and I will do it."

Yun Qinglu blinked, then withdrew her outstretched hand, her smile growing wider.

His Achen is the best Achen in the world.

“Okay, then I’ll explain, and A-Chen will do it. First, let’s…” Yun Qingluo gently instructed Mo Beichen on how to make crucian carp soup.

While he was at it, he took out a few pieces of tofu from the medical system and had Mo Beichen cut them up and put them in.

Slowly, the delicious aroma of fish soup wafted through the air, and Yun Qingluo sniffed.

She had been craving fish soup for a long time, especially missing the fish soup that the nameless man used to make.

But she didn't bring any live fish from the palace when she left, and she didn't have the ability to go down to the river to catch fish herself, so she could only think about it helplessly.

Now that Achen has arrived, it's wonderful.

After the fish soup was ready, Mo Beichen ladled out a bowl of fish soup, took a spoon, and sat down in front of Yun Qingluo.

Just as Yun Qingluo was about to take the fish soup, Mo Beichen dodged it, saying, "It's too hot, let me feed you."

Yun Qingluo was a little embarrassed. "Achen, I'm not so weak that I can't lift the bowls and chopsticks. I can do it myself."

"Shh, I'll feed you, be good." Mo Beichen said gently after she finished speaking, his tone leaving no room for doubt.

Yun Qingluo had no choice but to give up.

When Ah Chen arrived, her mood completely improved.

After finishing the fish soup and eating half a grilled fish, Yun Qingluo was so full she couldn't eat anymore, and only then did Mo Beichen stop.

Yun Qingluo returned to the tent to take care of the two little ones, while Mo Beichen washed the dishes and pots.

After we finished packing, it gradually got dark.

As the sun sets, the evening glow paints half the sky red.

Mo Beichen then asked Yun Qingluo how to make chicken soup. He had heard from people in the manor that good chicken soup needs to be simmered for a very long time.

He'll cook it tonight, and Luo Luo can drink it first thing tomorrow morning.

Yun Qingluo taught Mo Beichen how to cut the chicken into pieces, add seasonings, blanch it in water, and then start simmering the chicken soup.

Yun Qingluo and Mo Beichen sat by the fire.

Yun Qingluo held back for a long time, but finally couldn't help asking about the situation outside.

"Ah Chen, how's the war between Tianmo Kingdom and Tianlang Kingdom going? Has Tianlang Kingdom returned those five cities?" Yun Qingluo asked softly. She knew Ah Chen didn't want her to ask, but she couldn't help herself.

She was afraid that things would turn out the same way as last time, with Ah Chen doing it all for her...

Mo Beichen seemed to see through her thoughts and quickly interrupted her, saying, "The Heavenly Wolf Kingdom no longer exists in the world."

Yun Qingluo was taken aback, not understanding at first. "Huh? What do you mean?"

Mo Beichen added firewood and said calmly, "I destroyed the Tianlang Kingdom."

Yun Qingluo exclaimed in shock, "What? The Tianlang Kingdom has been destroyed?"

Yun Qingluo didn't understand. Wasn't it a war between two countries?

One win and one loss determine the victor, and the loser can simply surrender and negotiate peace. Why does it involve the destruction of a nation?

Mo Beichen, not wanting Yun Qingluo to trouble herself with these matters, proactively explained, "Back then, the envoy from the Tianlang Kingdom approached me for negotiations, saying you were in their hands and making some demands..."

"Nonsense! They came to arrest me, but they didn't catch me. Ah Chen, did you believe them back then?" Yun Qingluo said angrily.

Mo Beichen suddenly reached out and gripped Yun Qingluo tightly, even at this moment, he was afraid that this was a dream.

“They took out the wooden hairpin I gave you, the one you never parted with.” Mo Beichen had just finished speaking when Yun Qingluo hurriedly explained.

"No, it's because there were too many assassination attempts on the road, and I accidentally dropped it. I didn't know they would pick it up..."

Yun Qingluo noticed that Mo Beichen's expression was getting colder and colder, and his voice was getting softer and softer until it disappeared.

Mo Beichen gritted his teeth, "So, you encountered many assassination attempts along the way?"

Mo Beichen had guessed Yun Qingluo's purpose, but she was far too audacious.

They dared to act on their own after bringing just a few people with them.

"You, you, Ah Chen, don't be fierce, I'm scared," Yun Qingluo said coquettishly.

Looking at Yun Qingluo's coquettish yet dependent expression, Mo Beichen said in a doting voice, "Luoluo, what am I going to do with you? Do you know how worried I was?"

Yun Qingluo gently patted Mo Beichen's back, "Achen, I won't take any more risks in the future, and I won't make you worry anymore."

Mo Beichen was still shaken, and it took Yun Qingluo a long time to coax him to continue.

"So, the next day you didn't see me, so you kept your promise and destroyed the Tianlang Kingdom?" Yun Qingluo's eyes widened.

Is her husband that reckless?

Xiao Yi screamed, "Wow, a domineering prince, I love it!"

"Go to hell, that's my man."

"Oh dear, don't be so stingy. You need to learn to share."

"Shut up!"

"Okay..."