Yun Qingluo sat in the carriage. Mo Feng drove the carriage to the palace gate and saw officials filing out one after another.
The ministers were abuzz with discussion when they saw the Regent's carriage.
"Didn't the Prince arrive on horseback? Why is there a carriage here? It looks like he just arrived. Could it be that they've come to pick him up?"
"Could it be the princess?"
After saying that, the man immediately shook his head, "No, no, isn't the eldest daughter of the Yun family in love with the Third Prince? I heard that she even caused a scene on the wedding day, making the General's Mansion and the Regent's Mansion lose face. Why would she come to pick up the Prince?"
"Hey, didn't you know? The Prince took the Princess with him when he went to the Southwest. I heard that the Princess even asked to go. Isn't that strange? Maybe she changed her mind after seeing that the Prince's leg was healed?"
"Oh, she's come down, she's come down. It really is the Regent's Consort."
"I never expected that the prince and princess would have such a good relationship. My wife is not so considerate. I have to go back with an umbrella in this heavy snow. I can't even see the road when I'm riding a horse."
Yun Ziheng and Yun Zhentian walked at the back with the Regent. When they heard the Regent's Consort mentioned, they were all surprised.
Luo Luo?
Yun Ziheng hurriedly walked out and saw a glamorous woman wearing a red cloak standing in front of the Regent's Palace carriage not far away.
Upon seeing Yun Ziheng, Yun Qingluo smiled with delight, "Big brother, you're out?"
Yun Ziheng walked over quickly and saw Yun Qingluo's little face, red from the cold, and said with some heartache:
"It's so cold outside, why isn't Luo Luo staying in the Prince's mansion? What are you doing here?"
Yun Qinglu smiled mischievously, "I was afraid you'd be cold, so I brought you and your father a hand warmer. You didn't have time to eat when you entered the palace, did you? There's hot soup in the carriage, have some to warm yourself up first."
As Mo Beichen and Yun Zhentian walked out, they heard Yun Qingluo's words, and the joy in their eyes faded slightly.
He thought...
Mo Beichen lowered his eyes, a hint of self-mockery flashing in them. Luo Luo had already been very good to him, how could he be so ungrateful?
When Yun Qingluo saw Mo Beichen, her eyes lit up. "Mo Feng, take the hand warmer from the carriage to Father and Big Brother."
After saying that, she turned around, took out another exquisite hand warmer from the carriage, and ran towards Mo Beichen.
Mo Beichen had his head down and didn't notice Yun Qingluo's actions. By the time he realized what was happening, Yun Qingluo had already pulled him into her arms.
Holding his soft, delicate wife in his arms, Mo Beichen felt a little unreal.
"Ah Chen, why did you take so long to come out? I've been waiting for you for ages. Your hands are so cold, they must be freezing. Don't worry, I brought you a hand warmer." After saying that, she put the special hand warmer that she had prepared for Mo Beichen into his hands.
Mo Beichen felt the warmth in his hands, and his heart warmed as well. Looking into Yun Qingluo's eyes, he asked softly, "Luoluo, did you come to pick me up?"
Yun Qingluo glanced at him. "Of course, I was a little worried because you hadn't come back all day. There's still some hot soup in the carriage, let's go home."
Yun Zhentian had already left when Yun Qingluo threw herself into Mo Beichen's arms.
Standing beside Yun Ziheng, watching Yun Qingluo smile like a flower garden, she felt a pang of sadness. "I thought she came here specifically to see her father. Daughters grow up and leave home."
Yun Ziheng glanced helplessly at Yun Zhentian and handed him the hand warmer, saying, "Father, Luo Luo also prepared a hand warmer for you."
Yun Zhentian laughed heartily, "Oh? Is that so? Hahaha, my daughter is so thoughtful. That brat Yun Ziyu didn't even bother to call a carriage to pick me up when I hadn't returned all day."
Yun Qingluo pulled Mo Beichen over and overheard this. She smiled slightly and said, "Father, there's hot soup in the carriage. You and my elder brother can have some to warm yourselves up. The prince and I will see you off."
Yun Zhentian was about to refuse, but how could he possibly do that?
Then they heard Mo Beichen say in a gentle tone, "As Luo Luo says."
After saying that, he helped Luo Luo into the carriage first. His wife had probably been waiting outside for a long time, her face was cold.
Seeing this, the two had no choice but to get into the carriage.
The carriage was warm and spacious, comfortably seating four people.
Yun Qingluo served a bowl of hot soup to everyone, saying, "It's still warm, drink it to warm yourselves up."
The three of them hadn't eaten all day, and without any hesitation, they took the bowls and drank. The hot soup warmed them all the way to their stomachs, and their whole bodies felt much warmer.
"It's delicious, thank you for your hard work, Luo Luo." Yun Ziheng felt proud of his younger sister's concern.
When the carriage arrived at the General's Mansion, Yun Ziheng asked Yun Qingluo to stay for dinner, but Yun Qingluo declined, saying that the Prince's Mansion had already prepared dinner and she would go straight back to her own residence.
Inside the carriage, Mo Beichen pulled Yun Qingluo into his arms and lowered his head to kiss her forehead.
"Why don't you stay in the manor and wait? It's so cold, what if you catch a cold?"
Yun Qingluo nestled into Mo Beichen's arms and said sweetly, "Achen, I've come to take you home. Aren't you happy?"
Mo Beichen looked at Yun Qingluo for a long time before slowly saying, "I'm very happy."
Since she came to the Prince's Mansion, the mansion is no longer as cold and icy as an icebox, and his heart has been filled with warmth.
This is the kind of life he once longed for but dared not hope for; he hopes it can continue forever.
I can hold her to fall asleep every day, and she's the first thing I see when I wake up.
"Mo Feng, hurry up, I'm starving!" Yun Qingluo shouted to the outside.
Mo Beichen frowned, "Haven't you eaten all day?"
Yun Qingluo raised her hand to smooth the wrinkles between Mo Beichen's brows. "I've prepared some delicious food. I want to save room to eat with you. I promise it will be delicious."
Mo Beichen smiled helplessly, looking at her self-righteous appearance, and for a moment he wondered if he was wrong.
“I’ve already eaten the best food I’ve ever had,” Mo Beichen suddenly said.
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