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

"Luoluo, wait a moment, I'll go give you instructions."

After Mo Beichen finished speaking, he kissed Yun Qingluo's forehead and walked out.

Yun Qingluo watched Mo Beichen leave and called Xiao Yi with her mind.

"What are you doing? You're shouting so loudly, and I'm deaf." Xiao Yi muttered angrily.

The fatigue in his tone was well concealed, but Yun Qingluo could still hear it.

"You still have the nerve to say that you ignored me no matter what I called you during this period." Yun Qingluo said fiercely.

Xiao Yi let out an ouch, knowing that he was in the wrong and stopped yelling.

Yun Qingluo asked, "Why do those imperial doctors say that my body is fine? Xiaoyi, have you found a solution?"

Yun Qingluo said the second half of the sentence, her tone full of surprise.

Xiao Yi was silent.

When Yun Qingluo saw that Xiao Yi was silent, her heart sank. It seemed that she had not found a plan.

It was probably the same as the previous infertility, which tampered with her pulse.

Sure enough, after Yun Qingluo finished guessing, Xiao Yi also told the reason.

Yun Qingluo quickly adjusted her mood and said with a smile, "Xiao Yi, you were in the palace at that time. How did you know that something was going to happen?"

Xiao Yi's voice was a little cold, "You are right, those people are dead. It is the parasitic Gu in their bodies that controls their brains and bodies."

"It's Gu worm again!" Yun Qingluo exclaimed.

Xiao Yi continued, "You have the medicine man's blood on your body, which is fatally attractive to parasitic Gu."

Yun Qingluo lowered her head, thought for a while, and then asked, "Xiao Yi, is there really no way to cure my body?"

Xiao Yi said nothing, but Yun Qingluo knew what it meant.

The silence said it all.

Yun Qingluo took a breath.

Then she has to go to southern Xinjiang.

Yun Qingluo smiled and comforted Xiao Yi, "Don't be depressed, luckily you showed up in time, otherwise I would have been blown to pieces by now.

By the way, do you know how the concubines in the palace are doing? "

Xiao Yi's tone was very bad, "I don't know, you have to ask your husband about this. I was focused on you at the time. I didn't have time to pay attention to them."

When Yun Qingluo heard Xiao Yi's words, she smiled and said softly, "Well, I knew Xiao Yi was the best."

Yun Qingluo was ready to ask something smaller, but footsteps sounded outside the door. Yun Qingluo looked up and saw that Mo Beichen had returned with a tray in his hand.

Mo Beichen came over with a tray and said softly, "Luoluo, you must be starving. There is porridge here, so please fill your stomach first."

Yun Qingluo looked at the white porridge, her face wrinkled, a little unhappy.

"A Chen, there is no taste in my mouth. I want to eat spicy food, and I don't want to drink tasteless porridge."

Mo Beichen glanced at Yun Qingluo's pale face.

There was a hint of self-blame in his tone, but he firmly refused Yun Qingluo.

"Luoluo Guai, you are weak now. You haven't eaten for three days. Eating spicy food is not good for your stomach. When you get better, I will let the kitchen cook it for you."

Yun Qingluo raised her head and said, "Then I want to eat hot pot."

It's winter now, and there's so much snow outside. It would be very comfortable to think about eating spicy hot pot and keeping my whole body warm.

Mo Beichen saw the longing look on his young wife's face and said with a smile, "Then Luo Luo, you should quickly take good care of yourself and try to eat hot pot as soon as possible."

When Yun Qingluo heard this, her face suddenly fell.

But she knew that Mo Beichen did this for her own good.

So I drank the porridge very well.

Then Yuntao brought another bowl of medicine, and Yun Qingluo frowned and drank the medicine.

Just as I was about to open my mouth to complain that my mouth was bitter, a candied fruit was stuffed into my mouth.

Yun Qingluo licked his tongue. He looked up at Mo Beichen who had a calm expression on his face.

"Didn't Ah Chen always say that good medicine is bitter and good for the disease? Don't you want me to eat these candied fruits? Why are you so happy now?"

Mo Beichen looked deeply at Yun Qingluo and said seriously, "I don't want Luoluo to suffer anymore."

Yes, he never wants his little wife to be hurt in the slightest again.

He wants to protect his Luoluo.

Seeing this, Yun Qingluo reached out to hold Mo Beichen's hand, but Mo Beichen held it tightly.

"Remember not to take any more risks in the future. My two children and I need Luoluo very much." Mo Beichen said seriously.

Yun Qingluo looked at Mo Beichen's handsome face, her eyes a little sour.

She was once again glad that she returned to the capital one step ahead of schedule.

Otherwise, if Ah Chen discovered something strange about him, how desperate Ah Chen would be.

The current situation was much better than accepting her death.

And she would never allow herself to leave Ah Chen and her two children early and go to a world without them.

It is absolutely impossible.

So it is best not to let anyone know about her lifespan, including A Chen.

Let her bear it alone and find a way to solve it alone.

If this disease can be cured, everyone will be happy.

Ah Chen and the others don't have to worry about their illness during this period.

So they don't know what's best.

And if you really can only live so long, then live every day of this period very beautifully and happily.

Try not to leave any regrets.

Although she knows things in life, nine times out of ten she will not be happy with them.

Regret is also a normal part of life, but she doesn't want to leave any regrets with Ah Chen.

She also didn't want this hard-earned time to get together to be like the end of the world every day.

It was enough for her to bear this heartbreaking feeling alone.

His Ah Chen has already suffered enough, and he can no longer suffer anymore.

She hoped that she could give him the last bit of sweetness. This was the last thing she could do for him.

Yun Qingluo had already prepared for the worst about her condition.

Sometimes she would also think: After he dies, Zeyan and Qianyue will be with Ah Chen.

Then Ah Chen won't be too lonely.

This was the greatest relief she could give herself.

"What are you thinking about? You're so lost in thought." Mo Beichen sat on the edge of the bed, looking at Yun Qingluo in a daze.

Yun Qingluo came back to her senses, broke away from Mo Beichen's hand, and stretched out her arms to wrap around Mo Beichen's waist.

"A Chen, I want to kiss you." Yun Qingluo said in a dull voice.

Mo Beichen's body stiffened and returned to normal instantly.

Mo Beichen said helplessly, "Luo Luo. You are still sick, is it really okay to tease your husband like this?"

There was a hint of surprise in his eyes.

Her Luoluo wanted to kiss him.

Yun Qingluo raised his eyebrows, then smiled slyly.

"Hehe, I don't have to put in any effort, wouldn't it be nice if Ah Chen put in some effort?

And I just want to kiss your forehead. What is Chen thinking? "

When Mo Beichen heard this, he shook his head slightly and looked at Yun Qingluo lovingly.

"Luoluo, are you taking me for fun? If Luoluo feels bored, we can do something more interesting." Mo Beichen looked at Yun Qingluo steadily.

Yun Qingluo touched Mo Beichen's hot gaze, and immediately looked away uncomfortably.

Mo Beichen's eyes deepened as he looked at his thin-skinned wife.