Qingluo gently stroked the little guy's head, then lightly pressed a certain acupoint on Yin Shaoxi's body. The little guy immediately closed his eyes and fell into a deep sleep.

She gazed at Yin Shaoxi's small face, a hint of tenderness rising in her eyes.

At this moment, Mo Beichen noticed Yun Qingluo's emotional change and said softly, "Don't worry, our children are fine. With your parents and two older brothers taking care of them, they will definitely be safe and sound."

Yun Qingluo nodded in agreement, but deep down she was still filled with worry and unease.

After all, as a mother, her care for her child cannot be expressed in words.

Yun Qingluo carefully placed the little one on the seat next to her, afraid of waking her up.

Then, she took out a soft blanket from the system and gently covered Yin Shaoxi with it, as if afraid that she would catch a cold.

After doing all that, she turned to look at Mo Beichen and smiled back, "Yes, Achen is right, at least they have many people protecting them."

Afterwards, Yun Qingluo returned to the little guy's side and had Xiao Yi give him a comprehensive physical examination.

While waiting for the test results, Yun Qingluo clenched her fists tightly. A doctor cannot heal herself. Looking at the little girl, she couldn't help but think of Qian Yue at home. Therefore, her condition was not suitable for giving the little girl a detailed examination.

"Don't worry, this little girl is really fine. She's just been too frightened, her nervous system is out of balance, and she's been tense all the way, so her reactions are a bit slow. It's alright, nothing serious. Let's give her some nutritional supplements to replenish her nutrients. She's such a poor little thing," Xiao Yi rambled on.

Yun Qingluo is now used to all of Xiao Yi's emotions and reactions. She thinks that if one day Xiao Yi suddenly has a physical form and jumps out of the system, she can accept it.

Mo Beichen only understood what was going on when he saw Yun Qingluo taking out strange things from the system.

"Is Luo Luo trying to get rid of them?" Mo Beichen said softly, a hint of pleasure in his voice.

"Well, this blanket, and some food and drinks for the little girl, will be prepared before we leave."

Anyway, when they set off, they put three large bundles in the carriage. The food in one bundle was eaten halfway through the journey, and apart from Mo Beichen and Yun Qingluo, no one knew what was in the other two bundles.

Therefore, many things are easy to explain; they just need to be taken out when the master and junior uncle are not present.

At this moment, there was only him, Yun Qingluo, and an unconscious little boy in the carriage.

With no one in his way, Mo Beichen was in a good mood. Seeing Yun Qingluo trust him so completely, his mood improved even more.

He couldn't resist secretly kissing Yun Qingluo.

Yun Qinglu glared at Mo Beichen and said irritably, "Don't be ridiculous."

Mo Beichen looked at her with a wronged expression, "It's finally just the two of us, and Luo Luo still rejected me." As he spoke, he moved closer to Yun Qingluo.

Yun Qinglu smiled helplessly, "Look at you now, where is the demeanor of a monarch? We are going to provide disaster relief, not to go sightseeing."

Mo Beichen nodded. "It is precisely because we are going to provide disaster relief, and the road ahead is unknown and dangerous, that this moment is so precious." His voice was deep and gentle, as if he were telling something important.

Yun Qingluo was stunned for a moment; she hadn't expected Mo Beichen to say that.

What he said seemed to make a lot of sense, leaving her unable to refute it.

Suddenly a gust of cold wind blew in through the crack, and Yun Qingluo suddenly became more awake. She pushed Mo Beichen away and said in a low voice, "Hey, don't interrupt. I'm giving this little girl some IV fluids. She's too thin, but she's been well protected along the way and hasn't been hungry or cold."

After Yun Qingluo finished tidying everything up, she gazed at the little girl's sleeping face with a touch of emotion.

This is not a modern society where everyone is equal. Even in modern times, men and women are not necessarily equal. But in this ancient society where men were generally favored over women, it was rare to find such a family.

"The Xuancang Continent seems to be particularly tolerant of women. It is often during the most difficult times that one's character or that of a family is truly revealed," Yun Qingluo murmured softly.

Mo Beichen, who was about to lean closer again, paused slightly, then retreated to his seat.

He lowered his eyes, and no one knew what he was thinking.

After a moment, Mo Beichen suddenly spoke up: "How about making Qian Yue the Empress?"

His voice was soft, but it exploded like a bomb in Yun Qingluo's ears.

Her body stiffened instantly, her eyes widened, and she stared at Mo Beichen in disbelief.

Seeing Yun Qingluo's reaction, Mo Beichen's lips curled up slightly, revealing a smile.

He reached out and gently closed Yun Qingluo's jaw, which was agape in surprise, and said softly, "Why is Luoluo looking at me like that? Is my suggestion inappropriate?"

His tone was relaxed and natural, as if it were just an ordinary suggestion.

Yun Qingluo took a breath, her voice so soft it was almost inaudible, "Achen, why did you suddenly have this idea?"

Mo Beichen took Yun Qingluo's hand, played with it in his palm, and slowly said, "I once heard Luoluo say that in your world, women can enter the officialdom to become officials, or enter the battlefield to fight alongside men, or even do business and create their own world. If you can't go home, you can make this place your hometown. Thinking about it, it doesn't seem like a bad idea."

Besides, Qianyue and Zeyan are both our children. What difference does it make who becomes emperor? Women are short-sighted because they receive less education. It's said that reading ten thousand books allows one to travel ten thousand miles. If women could attend school and participate in the imperial examinations like men, their achievements might not be inferior. After all, Luoluo is far more capable than me.”

This wasn't the first time Mo Beichen had spoken such a long sentence to Yun Qingluo, but today's words made Yun Qingluo ponder them for a long time.

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