"You...you...you killed someone in the street! We're going to sue you!" The lecherous servant, looking at his master whose life was hanging in the balance, pointed at Yun Qingran and screamed shrilly.

Aren't women in Beijing supposed to be gentle and reserved? How come she's like a tigress, the kind that eats people?

"What I saw was that this man was an alcoholic who attempted to assault a respectable woman. The woman fought back and accidentally injured the assailant. According to Article 85, Section 3 of the Northern Yin Law, if a person accidentally injures an assailant while resisting a criminal, he may be exempted from punishment." Jun Molin emerged from the darkness.

He was dressed in a black brocade robe with a belt, exuding a cold and aloof air. His handsome face was expressionless, his thin lips were pressed into a line, and his eyes and brows revealed a sharp and ruthless expression.

The lecher's servant was so intimidated by his cold aura that he dared not move.

"His Highness the Northern Cold King! It's His Highness the Northern Cold King!" someone exclaimed.

"What is His Highness the King of Northern Cold doing here?"

"It seems he came for Yun Qingran. Based on my experience of having one wife and six concubines, His Highness the Prince of Beihan's gaze towards her is not innocent."

"Everyone has forgotten that before Yun Qingran regained her appearance, there were rumors that the Northern Cold King and she were having an affair."

"The stunningly beautiful eldest daughter of the Marquis of Zhen'an and the invincible Prince of Beihan, what a perfect match!"

...

"Don't worry, he's not dead," Yun Qingran said to the lecherous servant.

She has an intimate knowledge of the meridians and organs in a person's body. No exaggeration, if you give her a knife, she can cut a person forty-nine times without injuring any vital organs.

"Get out of here." Jun Molin said, his hands behind his back.

The servant, terrified that the man before him was the Queen of the Northern Cold Kingdom, was overjoyed upon hearing his words. He picked up his master and ran away as fast as he could.

"Father."

"Father."

Jun Yanyan and Jun An'an laughed and rushed towards Jun Molin, each happily hugging a leg.

Yun Qingran slapped her face. "My two little devils, I disguised you so that you wouldn't be recognized. Now look what's happened, it's confirmed that you are the little princesses and young princes of the Northern Cold King."

"Wow, those two children are calling His Highness the Northern Cold King 'Father,' are they His Highness the Northern Cold King's children?"

"It should be the young prince and princess that His Highness the Northern Cold King brought back. Look at the child on the left, she is obviously a girl, and she has pierced ears."

"How come His Highness the Prince of Beihan's young princess and young prince are with Yun Qingran? They seem to know each other very well."

"Don't you guys think that the young princess and the young prince look a bit like Yun Qingran?"

"I just realized it! It's not just similar in appearance, it's similar in spirit too!"

"There's been no news about the young prince and the young princess's mother. Do you think their mother might be Yun Qingran?"

"I think it's very likely."

"Spread the word: His Highness the King of Beihan and Yun Qingran are having a child!"

...

"Greetings, Your Highness the Northern Cold King." Yun Qingran bowed to Jun Molin.

"Mm." Jun Molin nodded as he looked at her.

"Father, look, my sister bought us sugar figurines." Jun Yan Yan took out her Q-version Yun Qingran sugar figurine.

“Father, I have one too.” Jun An’an took out her Q-version Jun Mo Lin sugar figurine.

The two sugar figurines were put together and shown to Jun Molin.

Jun Molin looked at the two sugar figurines, a barely perceptible smile appearing at the corner of his mouth.

"It's getting late..." I'll be going now.

"It's getting late, it's time for a late-night snack, let's go." Jun Molin looked up at Yun Qingran with a gentle gaze.

Yun Qingran looked at him as well. Under the soft, warm light, his meticulously sculpted features were even more striking, perfectly complementing each other. His pair of pale purple starry eyes resembled a crescent moon, cold and frosty yet alluring and captivating.

Tsk, if only he weren't the Northern Cold King, but a male prostitute in a brothel, I could pay him, seduce him, and then... well, you know.

The two gazed at each other, each lost in their own thoughts, yet they appeared deeply in love. It was as if only the two of them remained in the world, bathed in a soft light, creating a beautiful and serene scene...

"The more I look at this Miss Yun, the more pleasing she becomes. Having such a mistress seems quite nice." Pei Chen looked at Yun Qingran and nodded in satisfaction.

The current Miss Yun is not only a perfect match for her master in appearance, but also in aura. At least he has never seen anyone who can look into the eyes of the master for so long.

"Sister, I'm hungry. Let's go get some late-night snacks together." Jun Yan Yan let go of Jun Mo Lin's leg and turned to hug Yun Qing Ran's leg.

"Sister, I'm hungry too." Jun An'an also ran over and hugged Yun Qingran's other leg.

Yun Qingran looked at the two little cuties and sighed helplessly, "Alright, let's go get some late-night snacks."

So Yun Qingran carried Jun Yanyan, and Jun Molin carried Jun An'an, and the four of them walked through the night market.

The four seemed like immortals who had mistakenly entered the mortal realm, leaving everyone in awe.

Two painters happened to be strolling through the night market. One of them, Liancao, was the top painter in Beiyin, and his paintings were widely imitated.

Seeing this, he immediately took out his easel and began to paint. His painting skills were superb, and in no time he had captured the essence of the scene. The next day, the streets and alleys were filled with images of the four of them strolling through the night market. Of course, that's a story for later.

"Wow, this beef noodle soup smells so good!" Arriving at a beef noodle stall, Yun Qingran sniffed the noodles like a puppy.

In this day and age, there are no additives, and the cows grow up eating grass. The beef soup is delicious and rich, and you won't want to leave once you smell it.

"Mmm." Jun Molin hummed in response, then sat down with Jun An'an in his arms.

"Thank you, Your Highness, King Xie Beihan." Yun Qingran happily hugged Jun Yanyan and sat down.

Upon seeing that the guests were His Highness the Prince of Beihan and his young prince and princess, the shopkeeper quickly began cooking noodles and soon served four bowls of fragrant beef noodles.

Yun Qingran looked up at Jun Molin with pleading eyes. Jun Molin had the unsettling feeling that he was a skeleton being targeted by a stray dog.

"Eat," Jun Molin said.

"Thank you, Your Highness, King of Northern Cold." Yun Qingran picked up her chopsticks and began to eat.

Yun Qingran ate quickly, but her manners remained very polite; she did not wolf down her food.

After finishing the bowl of noodles, Yun Qingran felt a warm feeling in her stomach and was quite satisfied. Jun Molin, on the other hand, had only eaten a little less than half a bowl.

Pei Chen swallowed hard and muttered, "The prince has a bowl left after a few bites, while Miss Yun has a bowl left after a few bites. If Miss Yun really marries the prince, the household's food expenses will be considerable."

After all four of them finished eating, Yun Qingran bid farewell to Jun Molin and his two children. "Your Highness, Prince Beihan, thank you for treating me to beef noodles. It's getting late, let's all go home."

"Mm." Jun Molin nodded.

Looking at Jun Molin, Yun Qingran couldn't help but wonder if this guy had to pay to speak, since he only ever said one word, "Hmm."

Goodbye, sister.

Goodbye, sister.

Jun An'an and Jun Yan'an waved their chubby little hands at Yun Qingran.

"Goodbye, Yan Yan and An An." After spending a day together, Yun Qingran felt a pang of reluctance to part with the two children.

They are so cute and sensible!