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

Yun Qingluo knew that this was not Mo Beichen's fault.

He was injured and had limited energy, but Ye Ming took advantage of him and came in again.

He is not an iron-clad god.

Mo Beichen couldn't help but laugh when he heard Yun Qingluo rake his head.

This unreasonable behavior made him miss him so much that he couldn't even get angry.

"Okay, okay, it's all my fault." Mo Beichen coaxed nicely.

It was indeed his fault that Luoluo came to him with a bulging stomach.

"Goodbye, are you feeling uncomfortable somewhere?" Mo Beichen asked nervously.

He did not ignore Yun Qingluo's painful frown during the fight just now.

Yun Qingluo shook his head, and a bowl of soup suddenly appeared in his hand. Mo Beichen's eyes were startled.

Yun Qingluo frowned, "Xiao Yi!"

The younger one was expressionless, "You don't know if your son is okay? He's already pregnant, and you're still trying to be brave."

Yun Qingluo gritted her teeth and drank the bowl of medicine while looking at Mo Beichen.

Mo Beichen saw with his own eyes that the bowl in Yun Qingluo's hand disappeared.

Yun Qingluo was speechless for a moment, she didn't know how to explain.

It's really a long story.

Mo Beichen noticed Yun Qingluo's embarrassment and said softly, "Luoluo, if you don't want to say it, don't say it until you want to tell me."

Yun Qingluo reached out and squeezed Mo Beichen's hand, "Wait a little longer, Ah Chen. When the war is over, I'll tell you when I get home, okay?"

It's not that she doesn't want to say it, but if she tells Ah Chen that she comes from modern times, he will probably be frightened all day long.

He was always worried that she would suddenly return to modern times one day.

Although the possibility is zero, it does not affect this stubborn man's worries.

So she wanted to wait until she returned to Beijing and the baby was born before telling him.

There are still about four months to go.

hold on.

"Okay, what did you drink just now?" Mo Beichen asked in a deep voice.

"Anti-fetal medicine, well, I have a treasure that can automatically brew anti-fetal medicine for me."

When Xiao Yi heard this, he rolled his eyes and said, "The treasure is really an insult to me."

Yun Qingluo: "..."

Mo Beichen didn't ask any more questions, he just asked with concern, "Will it be bad for you? Is it safe?"

Yun Qingluo's heart felt warm, and she pulled Mo Beichen to sit down and looked at his wounds. "It won't hurt me. It's safe. Don't worry, Chen."

After saying that, Yun Qingluo took out a medical kit out of thin air and opened it.

He reached out again to untie Mo Beichen's clothes and treat his wounds.

Mo Beichen raised his hand to stop him, "The doctor is here, Luoluo just have a good rest."

Yun Qingluo glared at him, "Sit tight."

When Mo Beichen heard this, he didn't dare to move, he straightened his body, and obediently let Yun Qingluo help him treat his wounds.

Yun Qingluo concentrated on treating the wound, while Mo Beichen's eyes kept lingering on Yun Qingluo's bulging belly.

His eyes were a bit complicated, and he hesitated to speak several times.

Yun Qingluo chuckled, "What? You're going to be a father, aren't you happy?"

When Mo Beichen heard this, his eyes were frightened, his body stiffened, and he was a little unbelievable.

Father?

Is he really going to be a father?

Then his eyes were filled with ecstasy, looking at Yun Qingluo with hot eyes and a hint of gratitude.

This was something he never dared to think about in his life. After all, he was already satisfied that Luo Luo was willing to marry him.

After Yun Qingluo finished treating the wound, she took Mo Beichen's hand and put it on his stomach.

The little guy in his belly seemed to feel his father's hand and actually kicked him.

Yun Qingluo's face was filled with joy, "This guy is lazy as hell. He usually doesn't move. He didn't expect to kick you suddenly. Did he feel his father?"

After saying that, I felt another kick from the little guy and turned over.

Xiao Yi burst out laughing, "Hahaha, he pointed his butt at Mo Beichen. It seems like your son doesn't like his father."

Xiao Yi has a system in his hand that allows him to directly observe the little guy in his belly.

However, Yun Qingluo was worried about radiation, so he rarely used the system. He didn't even test whether the little one was male or female.

For her, whether it is a boy or a girl, it is a gift from fate.

So she wanted to witness the miraculous moment in person and didn't want to know in advance.

Mo Beichen felt the fetal movement on his hand and was instantly shocked. He didn't dare to move to feel this magical moment.

The fetal movement in the palm of his hand made him a little at a loss.

He felt it!

Across his belly, he could feel him and Luo Luo's child.

Mo Beichen's excited voice was trembling, "Luoluo, Luoluo, is he...is he...saying hello to me?"

Yun Qingluo couldn't help but laugh when she saw that Mo Beichen looked like a helpless big boy with confused and excited eyes.

The regent, who outnumbered tens of thousands of people and was decisive in killing people, was now like a big friend with a strong thirst for knowledge, and was inexplicably cute.

"Well, he is greeting his father." Yun Qingluo said with a smile.

Xiao Yi said disgustedly, "Nonsense, he is obviously kicking his father."

Yun Qingluo was helpless, "Xiao Yi, didn't I tell you not to use instruments to observe him?"

Xiao Yi's voice was a little aggrieved, "I'm just curious and want to see what he is doing, but this child really eats and sleeps, and eats when he sleeps. He doesn't even bother to turn over. He is really too lazy to get moldy."

Yun Qingluo was helpless, "You can play with him again after he is born."

After saying that, Yun Qingluo and Xiao Yi were stunned.

Xiao Yi, "He can't see me or hear me."

Xiao Yi's voice was a little lonely and lonely, which made Yun Qingluo's heart tighten.

Xiaoyi, it's... becoming more and more human-like.

Mo Beichen noticed that Yun Qingluo looked bad and asked hurriedly, "What's wrong? Is he being bad?"

Mo Beichen felt a little bit resentful.

Yun Qingluo reassured, "It's okay, I'm just a little tired."

Mo Beichen helped Yun Qingluo lie down, and Yun Qingluo frowned.

"What's wrong? Does it hurt you?" Mo Beichen asked nervously.

Yun Qingluo saw the nervousness on Mo Beichen's face, shook her head slightly and said with a smile:

"I'm fine. It's just that the bed board is too hard and a little uncomfortable."

Mo Beichen straightened up and said, "Wait a minute, Luoluo, I'm going to find some quilts right now."

As soon as he finished speaking, two quilts suddenly appeared at Yun Qingluo's feet.

Mo Beichen's eyes deepened, "Is this also Luoluo's treasure?"

Yun Qingluo nodded, "It's just... um... how should I put it? This treasure of mine can still contain things. I took a lot of things from the palace with me when I left."

Yun Qingluo said suddenly, "Oh, by the way, there is a lot of food, Ah Chen, look."

As soon as he finished speaking, the table next to him was filled with food, pastries, fried goods, and the meal that the palace had just made on the day Yun Qingluo left.

Yun Qingluo urged, "Achen, go get something to eat quickly."

Mo Beichen looked at the table full of food and his Adam's apple moved slightly. He had indeed not had a full meal in several days.

In order to let the soldiers eat one more mouthful, he only kept one third of his portion every time he was given food.

Mo Feng gave all the rest to the soldiers.

If they had something to eat... Mo Beichen's face turned gloomy.

Yun Qingluo noticed that Mo Beichen licked his dry lips, and then took out a bottle of water from the space, "Achen, drink water first."

This time, Mo Beichen didn't hesitate and picked up the kettle and drank directly.

But as soon as he took a sip, he stopped immediately, looked at Yun Qingluo and asked, "Does Luoluo have water to drink?"

Yun Qingluo felt warm in her heart, "I brought a few large tanks of water, which is enough for me to drink. Chen, feel free to drink it."