Mo Beichen seemed to be very familiar with the terrain of Mo City in the southwest.
After leaving the city lord's mansion, he led her directly to a residence with a specific purpose in mind.
Yun Qingluo looked up and saw the City Lord's Mansion.
There was no snow in front of the mansion. Two guards stood at the gate. When they saw Yun Qingluo and Mo Beichen appear, they immediately came over with their knives.
Mo Beichen didn't have time to waste words with them. He raised his hand, gathered his inner strength, and with one palm, flung the two men away. The two men crashed into the door, which was then smashed open.
A warm breeze blew in.
Yun Qingluo and Mo Beichen's expressions darkened, and Mo Beichen took Yun Qingluo's hand and walked inside.
Laughter echoed from the courtyard.
"Sir, just one more bite? Just one more bite, please."
"Master, is Zi'er's wine not good? You only took one sip."
"Oh, sir, would you like a bite of pastry?"
"Did Greenie's massage feel good, Master?"
"Hahaha, good, you are all my beautiful ladies. I will treat you well tonight, hahaha."
Hearing the sound, Yun Qiaolu looked towards the pavilion.
Outside, it was freezing cold, but inside the mansion, it was as warm as spring, making one feel as if bathed in a gentle breeze.
Looking at the expensive heating items around her, Yun Qingluo could no longer contain her anger.
But someone was faster than her.
Mo Beichen swept out with his palm, blowing the roof of the pavilion off, and there was a cacophony of wails and howls.
Looking at the power of the palm strike, Yun Qingluo knew that he had used at least 70% of his strength, which showed how angry he was.
"Ah, who is it? Which bastard? Guards, arrest him!" The city lord scrambled to his feet and shouted hastily.
"Who are you calling a bastard?" Mo Beichen's sinister voice rang out.
"You bastard, you insulted... Your Highness?" The man stood up angrily and replied without turning his head.
He suddenly realized what was happening halfway through the call, hurriedly turned around, his expression instantly changing in a daze, and he knelt down in terror, collapsing to the ground.
Wasn't it said that the Regent would arrive in the southwest in about ten days? How could it be so fast?
Mo Beichen walked over slowly, each step feeling like he was stepping on the city lord's heart, making the city lord's face even uglier.
Your Highness, is his leg healed?
He stood up?
"It's over, I'm doomed," the city lord thought, racking his brains for a way to exonerate himself.
Mo Beichen walked over and glanced at the pavilion.
Among the food scattered on the ground were various expensive fruits and pastries. Outside, there were people starving to death everywhere. How could he be in the mood to seek pleasure in the mansion?
Perhaps his conscience has long been eaten by dogs.
Yun stepped forward and silently picked up the food from the ground.
These are things that people outside may never have eaten in their entire lives.
Yun Qingluo looked at the woman who was huddled to the side with her head in her hands, and her anger flared up.
With a gloomy expression, he walked over and kicked them one by one into the lake.
The lake had long been frozen over, and several people fell in without breaking through the ice. They screamed in fright.
Yun Qingluo turned around impatiently, her eyes looking at several dead people as if they were dead, and said coldly, "Shut up, or I'll chop you up and feed you to the dogs."
Seeing Yun Qingluo's impatient manner, the women were so frightened that they immediately covered their mouths, trembling and shedding tears.
Mo Beichen sat in a chair, looking at the guards who had surrounded him, and said to the city lord, "Tell them who I am?"
A hint of hatred flashed in the city lord's eyes. He glanced around and, seeing that it was just the two of them, couldn't help but feel relieved.
Hmph, only two people dare to break into his city lord's mansion.
"Men, seize this traitor! I, the city lord, will reward him handsomely!" The city lord glared venomously at Mo Beichen.
Don't blame him, blame them for blocking his way.
Mo Beichen glanced at the soldiers rushing towards him and sneered, "You ignorant fools."
Then he pulled Yun Qingluo into his arms, and his aura suddenly spread in all directions. He used his inner strength to rush towards the surrounding guards, knocking them all to the ground.
A hint of surprise flashed in Yun Qingluo's eyes; Ah Chen's boyfriend charm was off the charts!
Mo Beichen took out the Regent's token. "What, even if you don't recognize me, you should recognize this token, right?"
Upon seeing the token, everyone immediately disregarded their pain and knelt down, saying, "Greetings, Regent! Long live the Regent!"
This token was personally made for the prince by the late emperor; it is the only one of its kind in the entire world. It is exclusively for the Regent.
The late emperor decreed that anyone who dared to forge the Regent's token would have their entire family, numbering nine generations, executed. Therefore, over the years, not a single forged token has ever been produced.
"Tie him up and take him to the city gate. Also, prepare everything for opening the granaries and distributing grain." After Mo Beichen finished speaking, seeing the crowd hesitate, his face darkened.
"What, does my word have no effect?"
"Your Highness, please forgive me, but I do not know where the city lord's warehouse is located," a pale-faced man said.
"You don't know?" Mo Beichen didn't believe it.
"Your Highness, I really don't know. Only the city lord's personal guards know about the city lord's warehouse. We, the city lord's soldiers, really don't know anything about it," the man continued through gritted teeth.
No sooner had the words left his mouth than a voice rang out, "I know where it is."
Yun Qingluo looked up and a sentence flashed through her mind: "A gentleman as beautiful as jade, unparalleled in the world."
The newcomer was dressed in a crescent-white brocade robe, holding a flute in his hand. His face was gentle, giving people a feeling of being bathed in a spring breeze and enjoying the warmth of spring flowers.
Mo Beichen's face turned cold. He squeezed Yun Qingluo's hand, and Yun Qingluo looked down to see Mo Beichen staring at her with a dark expression.
She felt a little embarrassed, as if she had been infatuated with another man in front of her husband.
This is incredibly awkward. How do I smooth things over?
Yun Qingluo lowered her head and whispered in Mo Beichen's ear, her face flushed, "Of course he's not as good-looking as A-Chen, nor is he as capable as A-Chen."
Looking at her shy face, Mo Beichen said in a low voice, "Let's experience it tonight."
Yun Qingluo punched him in anger, but a gust of cold wind blew in her face, and the redness on her face faded considerably.
Mo Beichen looked at the man before him and said coldly, "Who are you?"
“The city lord’s eldest son, Mo Rufeng.” After saying that, she glanced at Mo Beichen again, not understanding the hostility in his eyes.
Then he knelt down and kowtowed, saying:
"Your Highness, I am not the son of the city lord. My father was the deputy general of Mo City. He plotted to kill my father and abduct my mother. When my mother was taken back to the city lord's mansion by the dog city lord, she was already pregnant with me."
He claimed to the outside world that my father was a tragically killed enemy. In order to win over the army, he said he was willing to marry the widow of a fallen soldier. In order to preserve my father's only bloodline, my mother endured humiliation and had sex with him, pretending that I was his son.
"For so many years, I've been waiting for this day. Heaven rewards the persistent; now my time has finally come. Your Highness, I know where the warehouse is; I'll take you there."
Mo Beichen looked at him without saying a word.
Mo Feng walked in from outside the door. "Your Highness, the city gates are open. The people know you have arrived, and they are all gathered at the entrance of the city lord's mansion, unwilling to leave."
Mo Beichen raised his eyes. "Send someone to the granary with him. You all take him and come with me."
"Yes, Your Highness." Mo Feng accepted the order, said something to the people behind him, and several people came out to follow Mo Feng to find the warehouse.
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