Yun Qingluo looked up at Mo Beichen, lifted her hat flap, and kissed Mo Beichen's chin.
Mo Beichen was somewhat dissatisfied, his tone carrying a hint of grievance, "Luo Luo is just giving me the runaround."
Yun Qingluo turned her head away uncomfortably, her tone stiff, "I didn't, okay, put me down, I need to walk around some more, otherwise I'll get indigestion."
Upon hearing Yun Qingluo's words, Mo Beichen seemed to remember something, his eyebrows twitched slightly, and he put Yun Qingluo down.
Then he leaned down, got close to Yun Qingluo's ear, and said something.
The clouds beneath the veil blushed.
Mo Beichen smiled and took Yun Qingluo's hand as they continued walking back.
"What did Luo Luo wish for just now?" Mo Beichen asked softly.
Yun Qingluo looked away. "I won't tell you, otherwise it won't work."
Mo Beichen lowered his eyes, shook his head indulgently, and said nothing more.
The outskirts not far from the town.
Two women stood under a huge tree that would take three people to encircle.
"Yinqiu, why do you have to provoke him? What if you attract his attention?" the woman in purple questioned.
The woman in purple was the one who spoke with Elder Zhou that day and took Yun Qingluo's blood from him.
The woman in pink looked at the woman in purple with a resentful expression. "Good sister, please don't be angry. I know I was wrong."
The woman in purple glanced at her helplessly. "If you really have your eye on that man, you can wait until His Highness succeeds before you make your move. If he resists, I'll help you. This is a critical moment, so don't get any funny ideas."
"I know, I know, Sister Zixun. His Highness has seen how much you've been working for him these past few days. Once His Highness is fully recovered, he will definitely marry you. Then, you will be the only mistress of the Xuancang Continent. Sister, you have to protect me then!" the pink-clad woman called Yinqiu said coquettishly.
Upon hearing Yinqiu's words, Zixun's furrowed brows relaxed slightly; there was no doubt that these words had struck a chord with her.
Thinking of that supreme man, her face was filled with emotion, and she playfully punched Yinqiu's arm, a little annoyed and embarrassed, "You little rascal, Yinqiu, how dare you joke with me."
Yinqiu quickly begged for forgiveness, "I'm not talking nonsense. Over the years, you've been the only woman serving His Highness personally. Once His Highness recovers, he will definitely treat you well."
She had been a little jealous, jealous that she was the only one who could serve His Highness.
However, ever since she met Mo Beichen, she suddenly felt her heart racing, experiencing a thrill she hadn't felt when she saw His Highness. That's why she was so eager to see him openly and honestly.
Sure enough, he was as handsome as I imagined. If I take him back and train him a bit, he'll definitely be top-notch.
Zi Xun, however, seemed to remember something and frowned slightly. "Your Highness has been engaged since childhood, I'm afraid it will be very difficult for me..."
Yinqiu interrupted Zixun, "Sister, you mustn't be discouraged. That guy, what's his name? He's been sickly since he was little. He has some talent, but not much. How can he compare to the friendship you and His Highness have shared since you grew up together?"
“Besides, although His Highness doesn’t say it outright, he understands things just like Jing’er does. Although he’s always been cold, you’ve been by his side for so many years, so how could His Highness be a heartless person?” Yinqiu added.
Zi Xun was moved by Yin Qiu's words and nodded firmly, "What you said makes sense. She and His Highness have only met a few times since birth. How can I be inferior to her?"
“Yes, sister, you have once again helped His Highness completely resolve his illness. I believe that from now on, in His Highness’s heart, you will definitely be different from others. Sister, don’t worry,” Yinqiu continued to encourage him.
"Yes, keep a close eye on their every move. Don't be as reckless as before. Once it's done, I'll help you get him," Zi Xun earnestly instructed Yin Qiu.
Yinqiu nodded happily and watched Zixun leave.
She reached out, grabbed the tree, and poked several holes in it, her face contorted in a grimace.
Hmph, this time, with her sister's help, she'll definitely be able to win him over.
The next day, it was a sunny day.
Yun Qingluo was awakened by the aroma of food. When she opened her eyes, she saw Mo Beichen already sitting at the table reading a book, with a steaming breakfast on the table.
Yun Qingluo got up, rubbed her sore back, and found herself quite dry, probably because he had helped her take a shower last night.
"Luo Luo is awake?" A clear voice rang out.
Mo Beichen heard the noise on the bed and looked up to see Yun Qingluo already sitting up.
He put down his book, walked over, and prepared to help Yun Qingluo get dressed.
When his gaze fell upon the scattered red marks beneath his nightgown, his eyes darkened, revealing a fiery intensity.
Yun Qingluo felt the intense gaze on her. Looking down, she saw that her clothes were loose, revealing large areas of her fair skin. Startled, she quickly tightened her clothes.
His tone was urgent, "Ah Chen, close your eyes, don't look."
Upon hearing this, Mo Beichen snapped out of his reverie, took a deep breath, and suppressed the agitation in his heart.
He picked up some clothes from the clothes rack and helped Yun Qingluo put them on. "Sweetie, let me dress you, otherwise you'll catch a cold. Besides, I've seen Luoluo before."
Yun Qinglu glared at him, annoyed and embarrassed. But then she realized he was right and decided to give up and let him do as he pleased.
After getting dressed and washing up, Yun Qingluo sat down at the table to eat breakfast.
"Ah Chen, have all the supplies been procured?" Yun Qingluo asked while drinking her porridge.
Mo Beichen nodded. "It's all done. Everyone's down there."
Upon hearing this, Yun Qingluo quickened her pace of eating, but Mo Beichen told her to eat slowly and not to rush.
After the two finished their meal, they went straight out and set off in a horse-drawn carriage.
The carriage chugged along for a while, and just as it was about to leave the town, it suddenly stopped.
"Master, there are people blocking the way ahead, we can't get through." Mo Feng went ahead to check the situation and returned to report.
Yun Qingluo curiously lifted the curtain, but could only see a huge crowd and couldn't see what was going on inside. Helpless, she lowered the curtain again.
"What's going on outside? What's the matter?" Mo Beichen pulled Yun Qingluo to sit down and asked calmly.
Mo Feng quickly replied, "It's the same stall owner from yesterday. He bought medicine for his grandson last night, but unexpectedly, his grandson's condition worsened, so he brought his grandson here to cause trouble today."
When Yun Qingluo heard that a child was seriously ill, she lifted the curtain to go downstairs, but Mo Beichen stopped her. Yun Qingluo pushed Mo Beichen's hand away and said seriously, "Achen, I am the doctor."
Mo Beichen wanted to say something, but seeing Yun Qingluo's persistence, he sighed.
His Luo Luo is the kindest.
Mo Beichen gestured for her not to rush, and walked out first. He then helped Yun Qingluo out of the carriage and, looking at the crowd in front of him, gestured for Mo Feng to clear the way.
Mo Feng scratched his head, somewhat troubled. How could he get the agitated crowd to make way?
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