Reborn on the wedding night, the regent princess said she knew she was wrong

Tianmo Kingdom, the twelfth year of Tianhe, early winter.

The royal secret prison on the outskirts of the city.

In the dark and damp cell, several rats gnawed on a plate of moldy pastries without restraint.

With a creak, the door opened.

The bright light and the biting cold wind poured into the cell, and Yun Qingluo hid the sharply polished hairpin.

"Sister, how are you doing recently? My sister is here to see you." A woman in wedding clothes stepped into the cell with a smile.

Yun Qingluo's eyes were filled with chills, "Yun Yiyi, where are my father, mother, and brothers?"

"They are dead. They collaborated with the enemy and treason, and were sentenced to death."

"Sister, do you know how miserable they died? General Yun was hung on the city wall and froze to death. Young Master Yun and Young Master Yun were dismissed from their military posts at the border. Their bodies were quartered on five horses and thrown into the wilderness. But the general's wife had died long ago. It's a pity. .”

Yun Yiyi looked at Yun Qingluo's unbelievable expression and continued to laugh, "Oh, sister really doesn't know. After all, you have never cared about the general's mansion since you got married."

"Absolutely impossible. The general's palace is full of loyal people, how can they commit treason?" Yun Qingluo was so angry that he spat out a mouthful of blood.

"When you sent home a letter of disclaimer, my mother was so angry that she passed away. Later, when the new emperor ascended the throne, it was discovered that the General's Mansion was treason... Speaking of which, as the direct daughter of the General's Mansion, this was all caused by you. If my sister hadn’t put that thing in dad’s study, the emperor wouldn’t have been able to convict him so quickly.”

Yun Yiyi covered her face with a handkerchief and smiled. Seeing Yun Qingluo's shocked and regretful expression, she felt very happy.

Yun Qingluo felt as if he was struck by lightning, "How could it be? That thing..."

Yun Qingluo took a breath and suddenly understood, "You clearly asked me to release it. You said at the beginning..."

Yun Yiyi screamed and interrupted her, "So what? That's what they deserve. Who made them refuse to side with the emperor, haha. They knew that I liked the regent, but they asked you to marry him. The same is true. Daughter, why are you so partial... They deserve to die."

Yun Qingluo's heart was as sharp as a knife, and she burst into tears. How could it be possible, how could it be possible...

"Where is the Valley of Divine Doctors?" Yun Qingluo continued to ask with a trembling voice.

"They refused to submit to the emperor. The emperor sent a hundred thousand troops to destroy them. How could my sister ask such a stupid question?" Yun Yiyi covered her face with a veil and laughed softly.

"Where's Mo Beichen? He won't leave them alone." Yun Qingluo couldn't believe it and asked hurriedly as if grasping a life-saving straw.

"He went to the barbarian land to prove what you call true love. Without him, the Emperor wants to destroy the General's Mansion and the Valley of Divine Doctors. Who can protect them?"

Yun Qingluo was suffocating with heartache, her whole body was surrounded by regret, and her eyes were filled with blood and tears.

Suddenly she got up and rushed towards Yun Yiyi, but was kicked out by a person who appeared in her peripheral vision and was wearing a bright yellow robe.

Yun Qingluo fell to the ground, unaware of the sound of broken bones, and looked at the man with hatred.

"Mo Beili? I helped you become the prince and ascend the throne. How could you cross the river and destroy the bridge, kill my family and destroy my sect?"

"Bitch, if I hadn't seen that Mo Beichen likes you, do you think I would be happy to be full of affection for a fat guy like you?" Mo Beili spat.

He is obviously the son of the late emperor, but his name is deliberately similar to that of their generation, with the word "Bei" in it.

Doesn’t this make it clear that he wants to be in a position of power?

I don’t know why the old immortal gave him the name of the northern generation.

"You, what do you mean?" Yun Qingluo was stunned.

"What the Emperor means is that it was not him who saved your life from the cliff, nor was he the one who saved you from the wolf's mouth. It was not him who kept protecting you and giving you surprises. It was the regent who went to the barbarians alone for you. King, you? It's just a show." Yun Yiyi sneered.

He turned to Mo Beilirou and smiled, "Why is the emperor here?"

"He's coming to kill him," Mo Beili said with a cold expression.

When Yun Yiyi heard Mo Beichen's arrival, her face panicked and she asked hurriedly, "What? How could he know this..."

After seeing Yun Qing from the corner of his eye, he sneered and said arrogantly, "Don't be afraid, the emperor has already planned it, hasn't he? If nothing else works, we still have her."

After speaking, he stepped forward and pulled Yun Qingluo's hair, "Good sister, don't you want to see him? You can see him soon, are you happy?"

Yun Qingluo laughed at himself dejectedly, is it really ridiculous?

When I was young, I recognized the wrong person, loved the wrong person, showed my sincerity to the wrong person, and killed my loved one, Master.

When Yun Qingluo thought of what she had done to Mo Beichen, she subconsciously didn't want to see him, so she crawled back crazily regardless of the pull on her scalp.

"Good sister, don't hide. Look, he's coming." Yun Yiyi said softly as she pulled Yun Qingluo to the door with all her strength.

Yun Qingluo heard the rapid sound of horse hooves, looked up, and saw a tall and majestic figure riding a horse against the light.

The person who came was wearing a black robe, with a slim figure, a face as handsome as that of a celestial being, and a glint in his eyes that was as cold as ice.

When his cold and piercing eyes touched the bruised Yun Qingluo, his face turned pale, his fingers clenched into fists, and he galloped forward on his horse.

"Luoluo!" The voice was full of regret and self-blame.

"Uncle Nine Emperors, don't come here, or I will kill her." Mo Beili held a sword and put it against Yun Qingluo's neck.

Mo Beichen suddenly stopped walking, but his eyes did not leave Yun Qingluo.

Yun Qingluo's tears mixed with blood and fell down. Why was he here? Didn't he see that there was an ambush around him?

"You, please leave quickly..." Yun Qingluo wanted to shout but found that her voice had already become hoarse.

"Good boy Luoluo, let me take you home." Mo Beichen finished speaking softly and turned to look at Mo Beili with cold and piercing eyes.

"Whatever you want, I'll give it to you and let Luoluo go." Mo Beichen's eyes darkened and he said coldly.

"Uncle Huang surrenders his military power and destroys his own hands, and I will spare her life." After Mo Beili finished speaking, he was stunned. He was the emperor now, but he still dared not call himself me in front of him.

"No, don't, don't." Yun Qingluo struggled desperately, and the wound on his neck was a little deeper.

When Mo Beichen saw this, his face became even paler, "Luo Luo, don't be afraid, wait for me for a while."

After saying that, Mo Beichen took out the military talisman from his arms and threw it in Mo Beili's direction without any hesitation.

He picked up the knife again and was about to chop off a hand.

Yun Qingluo's eyes were about to burst. She suddenly gritted her teeth and endured the pain. She took advantage of Mo Bei's departure to grab the military talisman and tilted her head back to avoid the knife.

Holding the hairpin embedded in her flesh, she stabbed Yun Yiyi beside her.

Yun Yiyi was unprepared, and blood suddenly surged from her neck. Yun Qingluo curled up her lips when she saw this.

Fortunately, her medical skills have not deteriorated.

Father and mother, I will clean up the general's house on your behalf.

"Pfft."

"Luoluo!"

The sound of a sword entering the body and a heart-rending cry sounded at the same time.

He cried?

Yun Qingluo's slowly falling body fell into a warm embrace.

"Luoluo, Luoluo, I'm sorry, I'm late, I'm sorry, I was wrong, I shouldn't have left, I shouldn't have left you alone." Mo Beichen burst into tears, his voice full of regret and fear.

"Mo Beichen, you have lost weight." Yun Qingluo lay in Mo Beichen's arms, her eyes filled with blood and tears.

"Luoluo, don't leave me alone, okay, Luoluo, let's go home." Mo Beichen's voice trembled.

"Mo Beichen, I have no home anymore."

"No, Luoluo, we have a family. We have a family. I am your family, always have been." Mo Beichen wanted to hug Yun Qingluo tightly, but he was afraid of hurting her and did not dare to move.

"Mo Beichen, it must be hard to love me."

"It's not bitter, it's not bitter, it's not bitter at all. Mo Beichen enjoys it as much as dying. He only loves Yun Qingluo in his life."

"Mo Beichen, I'm tired."

"Luoluo, Luoluo, don't sleep, please, Luoluo, don't leave me alone, Luoluo, don't..."

Yun Qingluo raised her hand with great effort to touch Mo Beichen's face, but suddenly lost strength and fell down.

Mo Beichen, I'm sorry.

In the next life, it will be me who loves you.

"Luoluo!"

A heart-wrenching cry, the sound was filled with infinite sadness.