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

Yun Qingluo's moves became more and more fierce, and his sword was pointed at the vital point.

"You are wrong. This is obviously the battleground between Tianmo Kingdom and Tianlang Kingdom. Where is the prince of Dongwu Kingdom? Some of them are just spies of Tianmo Kingdom's army."

Ye Ming's eyes were gloomy, "You! You have sharp teeth and a sharp mouth."

But then he glanced at Yun Qingluo's belly and sneered, "Since you don't want to live, I will give you a ride. I will kill your mother and son first, and then send your husband to be buried with you."

Ye Ming's words made Mo Beichen look horrified.

That is?

Luo Luo is pregnant?

Bullshit.

Mo Beichen couldn't sit still anymore and wanted to get up, but found that his whole body was weak.

There was a flash of anger in the dark eyes, how dare she?

How dare she?

Yun Qingluo felt a fiery gaze falling on him with anger, and froze slightly.

Oops, Ah Chen is angry.

The sword flashed and Yun Qingluo paused for a moment before Ye Ming caught the loophole and stabbed Yun Qingluo with his sword.

Mo Beichen's expression changed drastically, "Luoluo!"

Immediately, a mouthful of blood spurted out, which was the backlash of forcibly raising his internal strength.

Yun Qingluo saw Mo Beichen vomiting blood and turned around to look at Ye Ming coldly.

His body quickly leaned back and bent into a strange bow shape, passing under Ye Ming's sword.

Then he felt a slight tingling in his stomach, and Xiao Yi said nervously, "Stop playing, let's fight quickly. Your son protested."

When Yun Qingluo heard this, she watched Ye Ming gently utter two words, "Seeking death."

Yun Qingluo threw away his sword and used his hand as a sharp weapon, approaching Ye Ming.

Close combat is her specialty.

Yun Qingluo's figure is soft and soft, like a cunning loach, making it impossible to catch her figure.

Mo Beichen looked at Yun Qingluo not far away, how close he was to Ye Ming, his eyes were cold to the bone, and the murderous aura in his eyes was surging.

Ye Ming couldn't touch a corner of Yun Qingluo's clothes many times, and couldn't help but feel irritated.

Yun Qingluo smiled ghostly, the opportunity had come.

Yun Qingluo took advantage of Ye Ming's palm wind to fall back, picked up the soft sword, and stood up again.

"Do you feel that your whole body is sore and weak, your internal strength seems to be unable to rise, and your movements are becoming more and more difficult?"

Hearing this, Ye Ming looked at Yun Qingluo with sharp eyes, "You poisoned me? It's sinister."

Yun Qingluo said, "You are adding insult to injury, aren't you sinister?"

Ye Ming said, "This prince is upright and upright. Where did he add insult to injury?"

Yun Qingluo said, "Achen was already seriously injured, but you took advantage of the situation and disabled his arm; Achen clearly had a princess, but you coerced him into marrying your sister.

The majestic prince of Dongwu Kingdom actually resorted to such insidious methods and was not afraid of losing the face of Dongwu Kingdom. "

When Ye Ming heard this, his voice was cold, "It's not a good thing to know too much."

Yun Qingluo looked at him like a clown.

"If you cripple one of Ah Chen's arms, I will cripple both of your arms."

Yun Qingluo took the opportunity to get close and quickly remove Ye Ming's arms.

Ye Ming groaned and looked at her with sharp eyes.

"If you stab Ah Chen three times, I will chop you six times."

Yun Qingluo flew forward and kicked away the sword that was struck by him, then raised her own sword and slashed at him.

Each sword is filled with bone-gnawing hatred and cruelty. The sword avoids vital points, but makes people extremely painful.

Ye Ming fell to the ground with a mouthful of blood, which was the backlash of forcibly exerting his internal energy.

There was a hint of fear in Ye Ming's eyes, he was a madman, a madman.

"If you dare to ask Ah Chen to divorce his wife, I will make it impossible for you to marry again."

After saying this, Yun Qingluo raised his sword and slashed cleanly and accurately.

A shrill scream rang out, Ye Ming's body trembled, and his eyes were finally no longer as indifferent as before.

Damn it, how dare she...

"You...who...are you?" Ye Ming gasped and said word by word.

She is definitely not that idiot Yun Qingluo. How could Yun Qingluo have such skills, and how could he know the poison technique.

And looking at him was like looking at a dead person.

How could this be the look that a boudoir woman should have.

Yun Qingluo used her inner strength to destroy the sword in disgust.

It's not clean anymore.

Then he smiled faintly and said, "I am Ah Chen's princess, his protector! Those who hurt me want to escape unscathed and dream."

Yun Qingluo raised her hand to finish him off, but Mo Beichen's urgent voice came from behind.

"Luoluo, no."

Yun Qingluo turned around and saw the worry in Mo Beichen's eyes, and her mind gradually returned to clarity.

She knew that the current Tianmo Kingdom did not have the strength to withstand the wrath of Dongwu Kingdom.

This man cannot die for the time being.

But Yun Qingluo was still angry, rolled up her sleeves, and walked over.

Xiaoyi, "Cranky Luoluo is online."

Yun Qing lowered her hands and feet and beat Ye Ming into a pig's head, feeling a little more comfortable.

"Go away..." Yun Qingluo spat out one word.

Then he walked towards Mo Beichen, holding him with both hands, and helped him up.

Mo Beichen's voice was very calm, "You won't give me the antidote?"

Yun Qingluo raised her eyes and stared at the suppressed anger in Mo Beichen's eyes, and pouted.

He fed him the antidote and a healing potion.

Then he carefully walked aside and connected Mo Beichen's arm.

Xiao Yi just told him that A Chen's arm was just removed and could be reattached, it was not really crippled.

As soon as Yun Qingluo took Mo Beichen's arm, he grabbed her waist and picked her up.

Yun Qingluo exclaimed, "You are still injured, let me go..."

Touching Mo Beichen's gloomy expression, he swallowed back the unfinished words.

It's over, how can I coax this?

Mo Beichen used Qinggong to hold Yun Qingluo all the way back to the army's temporary camp.

After entering the coach's tent, he walked to the bed, looked at it, and frowned.

Holding Yun Qingluo in one hand, he took the cloak on the shelf nearby and laid it on before carefully putting Yun Qingluo on it.

Then he glanced at her, turned around and left without saying a word.

Yun Qingluo panicked, sat up and stretched out her hands to grab his sleeves, her body falling forward due to inertia.

Mo Beichen turned around, his expression changed and he caught the person, still feeling a little scared.

"Nonsense." Mo Beichen's voice was a little cold, with a tremor in his voice.

Yun Qingluo smelled the familiar cold fragrance on his body, as if she had been greatly wronged. She had missed him for half a year and finally broke the dam, and her tears were like broken pearls.

Now Mo Beichen was panicking. He just wanted to go out and ask the doctor to come over and take a look at her. Why were she crying?

Yun Qingluo cried so hard that she couldn't breathe, and said in a whimpering voice, "A Chen is bad, I'm here to find you, you're being mean to me."

Mo Beichen took out the handkerchief from his arms, wiped her tears, and hurriedly explained, "Good boy, don't cry. I didn't mean to hurt you."

"You have it, and you still ignore me." Yun Qingluo felt more and more aggrieved as she spoke.

He has never been cruel to himself, nor has he shown any shame towards himself.

"Good boy, it's my fault, don't cry anymore, it's my fault." Mo Beichen's heart hurt, and he pulled her into his arms.

Yun Qingluo slowly stopped crying when she heard the man's tone soften.

"I was very angry when I saw you getting hurt. It's all your fault for not protecting yourself, otherwise I wouldn't be so anxious to beat him up."