After Mo Beichen finished drinking the water, Yun Qingluo urged him to eat something, but Mo Beichen was worried about the army's situation and refused to eat.
"Luo Luo, rest here. I'll go check on Da Jun."
Yun Qingluo knew she couldn't stop him, and she suddenly remembered that Mo Beichen had led the Mo family army into battle before, and in order to save her from the battlefield, the entire army was wiped out...
Although it wasn't Mo Beichen's fault that time, it was the strategist below who was too eager for quick success and led the army into the enemy's trap, which led to their tragic end.
But if Mo Beichen had been present, the army would never have been completely wiped out.
This was his lifelong regret...
Having been reborn, I must never let such a thing happen again.
Yun Qingluo glanced at his wound but didn't stop him. "Go quickly. I'll wait for you to come back. Don't resort to violence unless absolutely necessary."
Mo Beichen nodded in agreement, helped Yun Qingluo lie down, covered her with a blanket, gently kissed her forehead, and then got up and left.
Yun Qingluo opened her eyes and looked worriedly in the direction he had left.
Xiao Yi said, "You know your man's capabilities, and he's about to become a father, so he naturally won't take any risks. You can rest assured."
Yun Qingluo snapped out of her daze, used her mind to take out a batch of medicine she had prepared in advance, and placed it on the ground.
"Being pregnant feels like I can never sleep enough, I'm so tired," Yun Qingluo muttered as she lay flat on her back.
Xiao Yi, "You should be grateful. You didn't even experience morning sickness in the first three months of pregnancy. Many pregnant women vomit so badly in the first three months of pregnancy that they feel terrible."
Yun Qingluo gently stroked her belly, smiled slightly, and radiated maternal love.
"Maybe my little friend is worried that I'll get tired."
Xiao Yi pouted, "Your son is too lazy to even roll over..."
When Yun Qingluo opened her eyes again, it was already evening.
Fortunately, she had instructed the people of Divine Doctor Valley beforehand that they would obey Mo Beichen's orders.
Yun Qingluo rubbed her eyes and sat up.
The medicine and food on the ground are gone; Ah Chen must have been here.
A cloth hung on the clothes rack beside her bed, blocking her view.
Yun Qinglu chuckled and raised her hand to rub her eyebrows and eyes.
This must be because Mo Beichen asked someone to get the medicine, but didn't want others to see her sleeping posture, so he came up with this plan.
The curtain was lifted, and familiar footsteps could be heard.
Yun Qingluo turned her head and saw Mo Beichen, dressed in armor and exuding an imposing aura, appear in her line of sight.
"Awake?" A deep, magnetic voice sounded.
Yun Qingluo tilted her head slightly to look at him, "Hmm, the army is back? What are the casualties?"
Mo Beichen placed the tray he was carrying on the table to the side, picked up the kettle and bowl on the tray, and poured a bowl of hot water for Yun Qingluo.
"Just make do for now." Mo Beichen blew on the water to cool it down, and when it was warm enough, he handed it to Yun Qingluo's lips.
Yun Qingluo tried to hold the food herself, but Mo Beichen dodged her with his hand, saying, "Be good, I'll feed you."
Yun Qingluo felt a warmth in her heart. With him by her side, it seemed she didn't have to lift a finger to eat, drink, or dress herself.
At that moment, she suddenly felt as if they had never been separated, and everything was so familiar.
After finishing her water, Yun Qingluo looked down at her round belly. Although she was only six months pregnant, it looked like she was about to give birth.
It is big, round, and bulging.
Mo Beichen sat on the edge of the bed, and to make Yun Qingluo more comfortable, he gently pulled her into his arms and gave her a slow massage.
Yun Qingluo narrowed her eyes comfortably. "How do you know all this?"
As pregnant women progress further into their pregnancy, they are extremely prone to experiencing pregnancy-related discomforts. Effective acupressure can relieve muscle soreness and reduce stress.
Mo Beichen raised an eyebrow, his eyes overflowing with affection. "I consulted the people from the Divine Doctor Valley. I'll help Luo Luo lie down and massage your calves."
Her calves are prone to swelling, but she's doing alright for now. This symptom might not appear for another two months.
Yun Qingluo took Mo Beichen's hand and said softly, "I'm fine. The child is very well-behaved and doesn't make a fuss at all."
Mo Beichen stared at Yun Qingluo's belly, raised his hand to touch it, and said indifferently, "He certainly dares to cause trouble."
As soon as she finished speaking, she felt a force in her palm. Yun Qingluo cried out in pain, and Mo Beichen's face turned tense upon hearing this.
"What's wrong? Does your stomach hurt? I'll go get a doctor."
Xiao Yi gloated, "Haha, he didn't get along with his dad when he was still in the womb, what will happen after he's born?"
Yun Qingluo tugged at his sleeve and shook it, her eyes smiling, "It's fetal movement, don't go, look, your baby is protesting."
These past few days, the baby in my womb has been interacting with Mo Beichen quite a lot. Could it be that he already likes his father at such a young age?
Mo Beichen's face turned cold. He was about to reprimand her when he heard Yun Qingluo's exclamation from earlier, so he could only glare at his stomach in resentment.
Yun Qingluo looked at him with amusement, "You're such a grown man, why are you arguing with an unborn child?"
Mo Beichen turned his head to look at Yun Qingluo, who was smiling sweetly. Her beautiful lips opened and closed, as if a ball of evil fire was rising from her belly.
Unconsciously, he leaned slightly closer to Yun Qingluo. Yun Qingluo seemed to sense something, looked up and saw the desire and longing in Mo Beichen's eyes, and her heart stirred.
When Mo Beichen lowered his head and touched those soft, tender lips, desire was evident in his eyes. He reached out and pressed the back of Yun Qingluo's head, deepening the kiss.
Yun Qingluo tilted her head back, held captive by the kiss filled with desire, slowly losing her breath, and raised her hand to hit him.
Mo Beichen reluctantly released her, lowering his head to her forehead, his warm breath brushing against her ear, "Luo Luo, I miss..."
Yun Qingluo blushed. She had been alone in her room for more than half a year, and often missed him when she woke up from her dreams, but...
"No, no, I'm pregnant." Yun Qingluo's voice was barely audible, but Mo Beichen had excellent hearing.
He was still a little confused when he heard the word "baby," and murmured, "Luo Luo is baby."
Yun Qingluo froze. It was the first time she had ever heard him say such sweet words, and she was quite caught off guard.
This person always does things and rarely talks.
Because he once said that if someone is good to Luo Luo, Luo Luo should look at what they do for her, not what they say.
Unfortunately, at that time, she was too naive to listen to his sweet talk and was easily swayed by his flattery.
What's more, at that time, she wished he were dead.
Yun Qingluo playfully punched his chest with her small hand. "I'm talking about your son, you old lecher."
Mo Beichen looked down at the little girl's fair and delicate face, his gaze traveling down to her long, slender neck, her exquisite collarbone, and the subtle cleavage...
Mo Beichen felt a surge of lust rising within him, his eyes burning with even deeper desire; he wanted to disregard everything...
Yun Qingluo noticed that his breathing was off, and when she looked up, she saw him staring at her with lustful eyes, which made her panic.
She knew he was really pent up, but...
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