Yun Qingluo's face turned cold. Only when she died did she realize that Yun Xing was Yun Yiyi's person, and that Yun Tao was beaten to death for protecting her.
Yun Qingluo's icy voice rang out, "From now on, call me Princess Consort."
Yunxing and Yuntao were both incredulous. Yuntao exclaimed excitedly, "Your Highness, you've finally come to your senses!"
Yunxing panicked, "Miss, you..."
"Hmm? My words don't carry any weight?" Yun Qingluo snorted coldly, looking at Yun Xing with icy eyes.
"Yes, Your Highness," the two replied in unison.
"Where is the Prince?" Yun Qingluo woke up and didn't see Mo Beichen.
"Your Highness, the Prince is handling military affairs in his study, and Han Shaoqing has also arrived." Yun Tao helped Yun Qingluo get dressed, and Yun Xing handed her a damp handkerchief.
"Han Shaoqing?" Yun Qingluo asked, taking the handkerchief with a puzzled look.
"Your Highness, please don't misunderstand. Han Shaoqing has come to see the Prince on important matters," Yun Tao hurriedly explained when she saw Yun Qingluo frowning.
Yun Qingluo rubbed her temples and nodded to indicate that she understood.
Han Yixuan, the eldest son of the Duke of Han's family, the Vice Minister of the Court of Judicial Review, and Mo Beichen's only friend, caused the two to never speak to each other again in their past life because of her interference.
Yun Qinglu guessed that Mo Beichen hadn't eaten breakfast, "Yun Tao, tell the kitchen to put breakfast in the front hall."
"Yes, Your Highness." Yun Tao accepted the order and left.
Yunxing stepped forward and asked eagerly, "Would Your Highness like to wear this white fringed dress today?"
Yun Qingluo said casually, "On our wedding day, you want me to wear white and observe a period of mourning?"
Yunxing hurriedly lowered her head, trying to hide the guilt in her eyes.
After putting on other clothes, Yun Qingluo couldn't wait to go to the front hall; she wanted to see Achen.
As I passed the pavilion, I unexpectedly saw Mo Beichen and his companion Han Shaoqing at the corner.
Mo Beichen's eyes widened in panic. He wanted to explain, but then he noticed that Yun Qingluo's face had turned pale from the cold.
He changed the subject, his tone full of concern, "Why didn't you wear more clothes? It's so cold outside." He then quickly took off his cloak and draped it over Yun Qingluo.
Yun Qingluo smiled slightly and said to Han Yixuan, "I didn't know Han Shaoqing was coming. Please forgive me for not being a good host."
Han Shaoqing looked like he'd seen a ghost. What had gotten into this woman?
Normally, enemies would be extremely hostile when they meet, so why are they being so polite now?
Could it be a trap?
Then Yun Qingluo said, "Breakfast has been prepared at the manor. If Young Master Han doesn't mind, please come along?"
Han Yixuan suddenly realized that she was trying to poison him.
"No, no, no, I have something to do, I'll go first." Han Yixuan waved his hand hurriedly and ran away, as if a vicious dog was chasing him.
Yun Qinglu blinked innocently; she really just wanted to treat him to breakfast out of kindness.
Mo Beichen turned his head to look at the person beside him, his gaze slightly darkening. "Doesn't Luo Luo dislike our association?"
Yun Qingluo looked up and smiled slightly, "I was confused before, but now that I know he truly considers you a brother, I naturally won't stop him."
Mo Beichen suppressed the turmoil in his heart and remained noncommittal.
He had seen the two of them fight and hurl insults at each other before, so how could Luo Luo possibly remain calm and collected towards him?
Could it be that breakfast...?
"Your Highness, the Third Prince is requesting an audience outside the mansion gate." Mo Feng suddenly appeared.
Mo Beichen frowned and instinctively looked at Yun Qingluo.
Upon hearing the words "Third Prince," Yun Qingluo felt as if her past life had happened just yesterday, with scenes flashing before her eyes.
From his elaborate scheme to impersonate his savior to winning her heart, supporting her to be made crown prince, and assisting her to become emperor.
In this life, she will make him fall into the abyss, never to rise again.
Yun Qingluo snapped out of her daze, gripped Mo Beichen's hand tightly, and said coldly, "I won't see him. I'm too busy."
"This..." Mo Feng was shocked. This infatuated girl was supposed to be head over heels in love with the Third Prince, but now she was saying she couldn't see him.
Did you take the wrong medicine?
Mo Beichen gave Yun Qingluo a deep look and instructed, "Do as the Princess Consort says."
"Yes, sir." Mo Feng accepted the order and withdrew.
Mo Beichen stared at Yun Qingluo, his deep eyes filled with unspoken emotions.
Why is Luo Luo behaving so strangely?
Could it be because we were so honest with each other last night...?
Mo Beichen was somewhat delighted. If he had known this would work, he would have done so long ago...
"It's cold outside, A-Chen, let's go eat!" Yun Qingluo interrupted Mo Beichen's thoughts, pushing Mo Beichen's wheelchair and walking towards the front hall with a smile.
cooked rice?
"Wow, it smells so good." Sitting down at the dining table, Yun Qingluo smelled the familiar aroma.
In her past life, she happened to eat a potato pancake sold on the street and fell in love with it instantly.
Mo Beichen was worried that food outside might be unclean, so he had the chef in the Prince's mansion specially learn to cook for her. But in order to go against Mo Beichen, she insisted on eating food from outside and said viciously, "Nothing is worse than you, you cripple."
"Luo Luo, eat this."
Yun Qingluo's thoughts were pulled back. Seeing that Mo Beichen was using serving chopsticks, she pouted and said aggrievedly, "How about A-Chen uses his personal chopsticks to serve me food from now on?"
In his past life, Mo Beichen used his own chopsticks, which he hadn't touched yet, to serve her her favorite dish.
She threw the plate directly at Mo Beichen's face, causing his nose to bleed profusely.
She even said, rather unluckyly, what right does a disabled person have to use their own chopsticks to serve her food?
From then on, Mo Beichen always used serving chopsticks to serve her food.
Seeing that Mo Beichen was somewhat dazed, Yun Qingluo nudged his arm, "Husband, did you hear that?"
"I heard you." Mo Beichen was somewhat flattered.
Just as Yun Qingluo was about to speak, there was a knock on the door.
Mo Feng's face darkened even more when he saw Yun Qingluo open the door.
Yun Qingluo: "?"
"Your subordinate, Mo Feng, greets Your Highness and Your Highness. The Third Prince is waiting outside the door and refuses to leave, insisting on seeing the Princess," Mo Feng said in a low voice.
Yun Qinglu waved her hand, "I'm busy. Just say that the prince and I are preparing to go to the palace to express our gratitude tomorrow, so it's inconvenient."
Seeing that Mo Feng didn't react, Yun Qingluo became somewhat impatient. "I said I wouldn't see you, so don't bother me while I'm having dinner with the prince."
She has just been reborn and now only wants to be with her Ah Chen; she doesn't want to see any other disgusting people.
There's plenty of time; she'll take care of them one by one.
Mo Beichen glanced at Mo Feng, who then signaled for him to leave.
After dinner, Mo Beichen went to his study to handle some matters, while Yun Qingluo went back to the backyard to prepare medicine. Her precious medical system had arrived.
There's going to be a good show when we go to the palace tomorrow.
In her past life, those women poisoned her, and when she exposed them on the spot, she was framed instead. If it weren't for Mo Beichen protecting her, she would definitely have been punished.
Looking back now, the emperor was probably involved too, otherwise how could the concubines in the harem have been so blatant?
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