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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Upon hearing this, Mo Beichen's eyes flickered. He walked over and gently helped Yun Qingluo out of the bathtub. Without looking at her, he dried her off and helped her put on her outer clothes.
He helped her to the bedside and then said, "Don't worry, they'll be fine, I promise you."
Yun Qingluo looked up at Mo Beichen with some doubt, "Achen, how can you be so sure? The news from the battlefield says that Dongwu Kingdom has two million troops, while we only have one million. If we clash, we have absolutely no chance."
Mo Beichen's voice carried a hint of mockery, "Don't you have Luo Luo's million-strong barbarian army?"
Yun Qingluo was startled.
Holy crap, Mo Beichen actually found out! She never said that a barbarian army was going to help the Tianmo Kingdom and the Dongwu Kingdom on the battlefield. How did he know?
Moreover, judging from her tone, she was definitely still angry, and Yun Qingluo was at a loss for what to do.
Hmm, what would be a good thing for her to say in a situation like this?
Yun Qingluo slightly raised her head to look at Mo Beichen, only to find that Mo Beichen was staring at her face.
So she gave a dry laugh and said, "Really? I think I forgot about that. Luckily, Ah Chen reminded me, otherwise..."
“Otherwise, Luo Luo herself has forgotten that she instructed the barbarian army to go and aid the battlefield.” Mo Beichen interrupted Yun Qingluo and continued along with her words.
Yun Qingluo looked at Mo Beichen cautiously. Suddenly, she reached out and grabbed Mo Beichen's sleeve, pouting, "Oh, Achen, I really, really know I was wrong. I will never dare to risk my life again. Don't worry, I will always hide behind you whenever we encounter danger. Is that alright?"
But... um... I want to fight alongside you. I don't want to be a canary locked in a cage!
Towards the end, Yun Qingluo seemed to regain some confidence and spoke to Mo Beichen with a touch of arrogance.
Then she added, "Besides, what 'barbaric army'? They're called the Ever-Victorious Army now, the million-strong army that came back from the barbaric lands."
Mo Beichen looked somewhat shocked, his tone tinged with urgency and uncertainty. He said, a hint of anger in his voice, "Back then, you already guessed this day would come."
He said it with certainty.
Yun Qingluo spoke very carefully at this moment, afraid that any word she said would make Mo Beichen uncomfortable and cause him to explode.
Hearing Mo Beichen's question, although she wanted to say something that would be easy for people to believe, she didn't dare to say anything reckless, considering that he was still angry.
He could only tell the truth: "No, I just didn't like that dog emperor back then. I thought that if I brought back the barbarian army, you would have one more trump card in your hand, and you would have more courage and confidence to fight back."
I don't want you to be controlled by others anymore; that's the real reason I brought back the barbarian army.
Moreover, I never imagined back then that we would be at war with two nations. But now I'm even more grateful that you destroyed the Tianlang Kingdom and gained half of our support; otherwise… if the three nations had united against the Tianmo Kingdom, we would have been annihilated.”
Upon hearing this, Mo Beichen remained silent for a long time. He simply walked to the table, poured Yun Qingluo a cup of tea, and asked her to drink some.
Yun Qingluo sipped her tea, taking small sips, while constantly stealing glances at Mo Beichen.
But you couldn't tell anything was wrong from his expression.
Just as Yun Qingluo was wondering how to coax Mo Beichen, she saw Mo Beichen suddenly look over.
Their eyes met in mid-air. Yun Qinglu felt a little embarrassed at being caught, and in her nervousness, she swallowed all the tea in her cup in one gulp, accidentally choking on it.
Mo Beichen sighed, took Yun Qingluo's cup with one hand, and gently patted Yun Qingluo's back with the other.
Once Yun Qingluo stopped coughing, she said helplessly, "How old are you? You still choke on water. Are you feeling any better?"
Yun Qingluo felt a little wronged after being scolded. She pouted, turned her head, and huffed, "It's all because you didn't say anything for a long time and just stared blankly at me. I was getting scared."
Mo Beichen raised an eyebrow, got up, put the cup back on the table, and sat back down.
He grabbed Yun Qingluo's hand and pulled her into his arms, his voice hoarse, "Luo Luo, don't let yourself get hurt again. It will break my heart, and I'll hate myself for not protecting you. If anything happens, can you tell me? If you're in danger, can you lean on me for support?"
Upon hearing Mo Beichen's words, Yun Qingluo immediately nodded firmly. Through these two experiences, she realized her mistakes.
So when she came to Southern Xinjiang to find medicine, she took the initiative to mention it to Mo Beichen. She did not go to Southern Xinjiang alone without Mo Beichen's knowledge.
The two talked for a while longer, then Mo Feng came to find Mo Beichen, saying that he had important matters to discuss in detail in the study and asked him to move to the study.
Mo Beichen glanced at Yun Qingluo with some unease, seemingly worried that she still couldn't understand.
Yun Qingluo said helplessly, "Oh dear, you should go now. I'm not a child anymore. It's alright. I'm just sleepy. I'll take a nap first, and then have someone come and wake me up when it's time for dinner."
Seeing Yun Qingluo quickly slip off her shoes, get into bed, and pull the covers over her head, Mo Beichen shook his head helplessly and said, "Alright, then Luoluo, get some rest first. I'll have someone call you when dinner is ready, and we'll have dinner together."
After Mo Beichen finished speaking, he gave Mo Feng a look, and they walked out one after the other.
Mo Feng carefully closed the door from behind.
Once the footsteps faded into the distance, Yun Qingluo lifted the covers and sat up, her face filled with sorrow.
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