Yun Yiyi's eyes widened. "Big brother, you can't slander me just to help my sister."
Yun Ziyu also appeared, picked up the letter, looked at it carefully again, and said:
"The tutor in the manor once said that although your handwriting is very similar, your strokes are weak and intermittent, while Luo Luo's strokes are flowing and have the style of a master. So this letter was written by you. Why are you framing Luo Luo?"
As she finished speaking, Yun Ziyu's face turned cold. "Luo Luo is now married. What are your intentions?"
Yun Yiyi's face turned pale. She should have found someone else to imitate her.
How could this be? These people shouldn't be focusing on the handwriting.
"No, this isn't me. It's my sister who admires the Third Prince but can't have him..." Yun Yiyi hurriedly tried to distance herself from him, but before she could finish speaking...
"Slap." Yun Zhentian rushed up and slapped Yun Yiyi.
The force was so great that it knocked Yun Yiyi to the ground. Yun Yiyi screamed and covered her face.
This scene shocked everyone present.
Yun Yiyi was incredulous. Her father had actually hit her? He had never hit her before, not even once.
Yun Qingluo: Good job! I want to fight too.
Mica: Look at what she's saying! This daughter of hers has never understood a thing.
The Yun brothers: As expected, their adopted daughter is not presentable.
Mo Beichen: I feel like killing someone.
"What happened today was due to my lax discipline, which frightened Your Highness and Your Highness's wife." Yun Zhentian turned and bowed to Mo Beichen and Yun Qingluo.
Yun Qingluo frowned when she saw her father being so respectful to her.
"Guards, take the Second Miss to the ancestral hall to kneel and reflect on her mistakes. She will be released again at the plum blossom banquet," Yun Zhentian ordered.
Yun Yiyi covered her face, not daring to speak, but resentment rose in her heart. It was all that bitch's fault, otherwise she wouldn't have been beaten and forced to kneel in the ancestral hall.
The clouds were falling gently, a hint of warmth in the air; it seemed Father was truly angry.
Upon seeing this, Mo Beichen said he wanted to return to his residence, and a group of people respectfully saw him off.
As Yun Qingluo pushed the wheelchair past Yun Yiyi, she whispered, "Good sister, please guide me in the future."
Yun Yiyi glared at Yun Qingluo with hatred. That bitch, she'd better wait.
As they boarded the carriage, Mo Beichen noticed Yun Qingluo glancing back every now and then, knowing she was reluctant to leave.
"If you ever want to go back, I'll go with you," Mo Beichen said softly.
Yun Qingluo held Mo Beichen's hand and giggled, "Achen is the best."
Upon returning to the manor, Mo Beichen was summoned to the study by Mo Yu. Yun Qingluo watched Mo Beichen's retreating figure and suddenly remembered something.
She forgot to ask the emperor what he had said to her. When she saw him in the palace, she noticed the heaviness in his eyes, but she had forgotten to ask.
I'll ask when I have a chance.
However, Mo Beichen was so busy for the next two days that he was nowhere to be seen. Only when he was half asleep at night could he feel his familiar presence, and when he woke up again, he was already gone.
Yun Qingluo has been lying in the mansion like a corpse for the past two days.
The heavy snow kept falling, and Yun Qingluo, afraid of the cold, wrapped herself up like a rice dumpling.
Yun Tao joked, "How can the Princess attend the plum blossom viewing banquet dressed like this?"
Yun Qingluo wrapped herself tightly in the quilt, took a sip of hot tea, looked at the heavy snow outside the window, and said with a depressed expression, "I should have known better than to agree. There's no place like sleeping when it comes to admiring flowers."
Yun Tao was convinced, "The princess is just taking advantage of the prince's doting on you, eating and sleeping all the time, and you've gotten even rounder."
Yun Qingluo was shocked. "What? I've gained weight again?"
After saying that, she immediately jumped out of bed, ran to the mirror, looked at herself, and exclaimed, "I've really gained weight, I'm going to die!"
"What?! Why aren't you wearing shoes?" Mo Beichen heard Yun Qingluo's exclamation before he even entered, thinking something had happened.
He rushed in in his wheelchair and saw Yun Qingluo standing barefoot on the ground.
Mo Beichen looked displeased, stepped forward, picked up Yun Qingluo, placed her on his lap, and looked at her reproachfully.
Yun Qingluo hugged Mo Beichen and said with surprise, "Achen, you're back. Have I gained weight again?"
Looking at Yun Qingluo's round face, Mo Beichen lied through his teeth, "Not fat, just right."
"You're just seeing things through your eyes, that's not your opinion." Yun Qinglu glared at Mo Beichen.
Mo Beichen raised an eyebrow. "Oh? Then who decides?"
Hearing Mo Beichen's dangerous tone, Yun Qinglu blinked and said ingratiatingly, "Hehe, it's up to the two of us to decide."
Seeing Yun Luoluo's coquettish and playful manner, Mo Beichen's eyes filled with doting affection.
"Will you go with me to the plum blossom viewing banquet tomorrow?" Mo Beichen tightened his grip on Yun Qingluo's waist, reluctant to let go.
Yun Qingluo chuckled, "Only women are going tomorrow, you can't go."
"Is Luo Luo jealous?" Mo Beichen looked down at Yun Qingluo's luscious lips.
Yun Qingluo turned her head and watched Yun Tao put on her shoes, then said helplessly, "Yeah, I'm jealous."
"Perfunctory." Mo Beichen exposed the lie without any mercy.
Looking at Mo Beichen, who was now willing to let his little temper show, Yun Qingluo felt extremely happy and couldn't help but hug him and laugh, "I'm not being perfunctory at all, I'm just telling the truth."
Mo Beichen turned his head to look at Mo Feng, who then picked up the plate he was holding.
"Clothes?" Yun Qingluo looked at Mo Beichen, puzzled.
"Hmm, how about wearing this to the plum blossom viewing banquet tomorrow?" Mo Beichen said, playing with Yun Qingluo's fingers.
He knew Luo Luo loved beauty, but he couldn't agree with her aesthetic sense.
He didn't know that Yun Qingluo's strange outfits were all taught by Yun Yiyi.
Yun Qingluo said sweetly, "Okay, Ah Chen's taste is naturally the best."
Mo Beichen lowered his gaze to Yun Qingluo's pale pink cheeks and alluring cherry lips, his voice low and husky, "Luo Luo, you want..."
The warm breath brushed against Yun Qingluo's ear, and Yun Qingluo blushed uncontrollably, whispering coquettishly, "Stop it, it's daytime, you can't be lewd in broad daylight."
"Okay, then let's wait until tonight." Mo Beichen hugged the person in his arms tightly, his voice tender.
Yun Qingluo: "?"
That scoundrel of a man, all he does is dig holes.
The next day, Yun Qingluo woke up with aches and pains all over her body.
"You dog of a man," Yun Qingluo cursed inwardly, looking at the marks on her body.
Is this person born in the Year of the Dog? How can anyone go out like this?
An arm encircled Yun Qingluo from behind, and warm breath fell on her shoulder. "You still have the energy to curse? It seems your husband hasn't tried hard enough."
Yun Qingluo turned around and glared at Mo Beichen playfully, "Mo Beichen, you did that on purpose, didn't you?"
Mo Beichen silently agreed.
Yes, it was intentional; he wanted the whole capital to know she was his.
But she said innocently, "How could that be? I just couldn't resist, Luo Luo is too sweet."
A blush flashed across Yun Qingluo's face, and she angrily punched Mo Beichen, "I'm not going to stoop to your level."
After saying that, he got up, picked up his clothes, put them on, and called someone in to wash up.
"Get up quickly, I have to attend the plum blossom viewing banquet today, be good by yourself." Yun Qingluo turned around and pulled Mo Beichen.
Mo Beichen sat up and hugged Yun Qingluo, his thin lips gently nibbling at her earlobe, his voice seductive, "Luoluo doesn't have to go."
Yun Qinglu shook her head. If she didn't go, how could their show continue?
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com
