Because the emperor was preoccupied with the gold mine matter, he did not have time to deal with Mo Beichen. Mo Beichen had already had his secret guards take care of the other minor figures in secret.

So the group rode at full speed and arrived in the southwest in just ten days.

The horses used along the way were all priceless steeds, so their speed was naturally much faster than usual. When Yun Qingluo heard the price, her heart bled.

Seeing Yun Qingluo's greedy appearance, Mo Beichen chuckled inwardly, "Don't worry, Luoluo, my family is very wealthy, so don't worry about spending."

Yun Qinglu glared at him. "What's yours is mine. Of course I feel bad about spending so much money."

"When the time comes, we'll use the Bai family's gold to make up for it," Yun Qingluo said through gritted teeth.

Upon hearing this, Yun Ziyu burst into laughter, "Didn't Luo Luo previously guarantee that all the gold unearthed from the Bai family would be used for the benefit of the people in the southwest?"

"Hmph, Second Brother, you have such a good memory." Yun Qingluo snorted, shrank into Mo Beichen's cloak, and stopped talking.

However, he was also happy, because with the Bai family's gold, the people in the southwest would at least not go hungry.

Mo Beichen had already ordered people to exchange all the gold for food and supplies, and mobilized nearby soldiers to escort them all the way to the southwest. Just in case, he also specially ordered Mo Yu to lead a secret guard to protect them.

If you arrive in the southwest and heavy snow closes off the mountains, you'll have nowhere to spend your money. It's best to bring supplies directly, as that's much more useful than money.

Yun Qingluo slowly stopped laughing.

Both sides of the official road were littered with corpses.

She had imagined how miserable the people in the southwest would be, but she never imagined that they would be greeted by corpses everywhere.

Yun Ziheng and Yun Ziyu were also shocked by what they saw. There were elderly people, women, and babies. Their faces were stiff and their expressions were painful.

They were frozen and starved to death; the bandits didn't even need to lift a finger, they were already dead.

Yun Qingluo saw a scene: a woman had stripped down to only a bodice, her body bent over, and the baby in her arms was wrapped in her clothes and nestled tightly in her arms.

Even without looking closely, it's obvious that both mother and child are dead.

Looking at the tightly closed city gates, Yun Qingluo felt an indescribable anger.

Mo Feng gritted his teeth, went to knock on the door without saying a word, but there was no response for half an hour.

Mo Beichen's face was ashen. Yun Qingluo sensed his anger but ignored him, though she herself was burning with rage.

"Luo Luo, hold on tight." Mo Beichen said to Yun Qingluo, looking down. Yun Qingluo guessed what he was going to do and obediently turned around to hug him tightly.

Mo Beichen hugged Yun Qingluo tightly, stood up on the spot, used the horse's head for leverage, and flew into the air, flying onto the city wall and landing on it.

Yun Qingluo's anger dissipated completely at that moment.

There were far more corpses inside the city than outside, so Yun Qingluo quickly stuffed an antidote pill into Mo Beichen's mouth.

Just in case, she specially used her own blood to refine one hundred antidote pills.

As if remembering something, Yun Qingluo turned around and shouted to the people outside the city, "Big brother, second brother, these are antidote pills. I'll throw them down. Take them quickly."

After saying that, Yun Qingluo threw a porcelain bottle down below. Mo Feng flew up, caught it, and handed it to Yun Ziheng.

Yun Ziheng took out the pills and distributed them one by one, watching them take them all, and then gave Yun Qingluo a hand gesture.

Yun Qingluo turned around and looked at the soldiers on the city wall, huddled together in a corner, their bodies buried in the snow and already frozen numb.

Upon seeing Yun Qingluo and Mo Beichen, their eyes immediately became wary, and they tremblingly reached out to grab the knives and guns, but their frozen hands simply couldn't extend.

Yun Qingluo glanced at them; their clothes were the thinnest military uniforms for summer, and their armor was already frozen.

"Didn't the imperial court issue winter uniforms? Why didn't the soldiers in the southwest receive them?" Yun Qingluo looked at this scene with an icy expression.

This reminded him of modern border guards who, at the tender age of seventeen or eighteen, dedicate their lives to the country.

The difference is that the Chinese people treat their soldiers well, providing them with military overcoats and hot meals to fill their stomachs in winter.

And the Tianmo Kingdom...

Mo Beichen looked up in one direction, his voice icy cold, "Naturally, it was embezzled by someone."

Yun Qinglu gritted her teeth, "This is a life-saving item. If you're even greedy for this, you'll truly die a horrible death."

Looking at the corpse that was already frozen stiff not far away, Yun Qingluo's eyes reddened.

They were just adults, and they were ambitious and wanted to protect their homeland. What did they do wrong?

Those inside the city are their relatives. If they don't take up swords to protect their relatives, someone else will take up swords to kill them and their relatives.

But they never imagined that the one who would kill them was one of their own. They must have been very disappointed and desperate.

It's so cold.

Mo Beichen did not answer Yun Qingluo. He walked up to the group of people who were shivering from the cold, and used his clean, white fingers to gently brush the snowflakes off their bodies.

Yun Qingluo went over to help, and Mo Beichen looked at her red eyes, pursed his lips, and said nothing.

After brushing the snow off them, Yun Qingluo took out several pieces of thousand-year-old ginseng from the medical system and put one in each person's mouth.

One of them moved his lips, but no sound came out.

Upon seeing this, Mo Beichen's eyes deepened. He took out the Regent's exclusive token and said in a hoarse voice, "Don't be afraid, I am the Regent."

Upon hearing this, several people's eyes immediately reddened.

Great! The Regent has arrived; their families are saved.

A person struggled to speak, "Your Highness, you have finally arrived."

Yun Qinglu sniffed. "Don't talk. If you want to live to see your families, shut up and put the ginseng slice in your mouth."

The man looked at her with a puzzled expression.

Yun Qingluo reached out and took Mo Beichen's cold hand, smiling slightly, "I am the Regent's Consort, you can rest assured, nothing will happen in the Southwest."

Upon hearing this, several people burst into tears.

They, they really waited for it.

Your Highness, you've really arrived.

The guardian deity of Tianmo Kingdom did not abandon them.

Great news, the prince has arrived.

Mo Beichen took the cloak and covered several people with it. Yun Qingluo wanted to do the same, but Mo Beichen stopped her.

“Ah Chen, I want to do something for them.” Yun Qingluo thought Mo Beichen was worried that she was sick.

Mo Beichen's expression had returned to calm. He glanced at her indifferently and said, "Luo Luo, they are men."

Yun Qingluo was taken aback, never expecting that it was because he was jealous.

The two slowly walked down the city wall. Yun Qingluo glanced at Mo Beichen's leg, her eyes filled with worry.

Mo Beichen squeezed her red fingers, stopped, and placed her hands on his heart to warm them.

His eyes held a hint of reproach, "You must never do that again."

Yun Qingluo smiled slightly, but instead of answering him, she asked, "Your leg?"

“It’s time to stand up. Once the gold mine is discovered, the four countries will definitely have something to say about it. That person will certainly not be willing to cede it. The world is about to change.”

Yun Qingluo looked at him firmly, "Achen, don't be afraid, I'll stay with you."