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

After eating, Yun Qingluo drank the medicine, went to take a bowel movement, and returned to sleep again.

Illness comes like a mountain down, sickness goes like a thread.

After lying down for two days, Yun Qingluo felt better.

In the past two days, Yun Ziheng and Yun Ziyu saw that Yun Qingluo was listless, so they made some gadgets to cheer her up, and even rode horses to a distant town to buy her hot roasted chestnuts.

Moreover, her sugar-roasted chestnuts have no shells.

Mo Beichen peeled it for her and put it on a small plate for her to eat. Yun Qingluo was also happy to be fed. ,.

On the third day, Yun Qingluo finally recovered completely. Although her whole body was limp, she looked very energetic.

But the weather was miserable. It was snowing heavily outside.

Yun Qingluo originally planned to go horse riding outside to relax in the past two days, but now the plan was ruined by the heavy snow.

The snow kept falling, and the snow fell like goose feathers. Soon the guards outside looked like snowmen.

When Yun Qingluo waited for the carriage to stop, she deliberately found a shelter from the wind and cooked a large pot of ginger soup to warm everyone up and ward off the cold.

Yun Qingluo was wrapped in a cloak and sitting by the fire, drinking ginger soup, while Mo Beichen was watching her.

Those fiery eyes were impossible to ignore. Yun Qingluo raised her eyes and asked, "Why are you always staring at me? Don't you get tired of it?"

Mo Beichen's eyes were doting, "How can I get tired of seeing it if I can't see enough?"

Yun Qingluo rolled her eyes at him, "Be more restrained."

Mo Feng came to report, "Your Majesty, Princess, the snow is getting heavier and heavier. There is a village in front of you on the right. Should we take a rest here?"

Mo Beichen looked at the snow outside the cave, which was as thick as fog, making it difficult to see the distance. He nodded and agreed.

Mo Feng went down to make arrangements. After drinking the ginger soup, the group set out on the road again.

Not far away, a small village came into view, and the familiar smell of fireworks made Yun Qingluo feel more at home.

Two men were guarding the entrance to the village. Seeing the carriage and guards approaching from a distance, they couldn't help but be on guard.

"Who are you and why do you come to our distant mountain village?" A man asked cautiously, holding a hoe.

Mo Feng stepped forward to explain the reason, but was rejected, "You should leave quickly, we have no place to live here."

Mo Feng took out ten taels of silver and handed it over. A flash of hesitation flashed in their eyes, but they still refused.

Mo Feng saw that they were unable to get enough food and salt, so he had no choice but to report back to Mo Beichen.

The two of them got out of the carriage. Yun Qingluo stepped forward with a good temper and said warmly, "Brothers, my husband and I are going south to visit relatives. Now we are encountering a snowstorm. Please ask the eldest brother to take us in for a few days. When the snow stops, we will leave immediately."

The two people still disagreed, and Yun Qingluo was a little surprised. At this moment, an old man came over, and the two men respectfully called him the village chief.

When the village chief saw that Mo Beichen and Yun Qingluo were dressed like no ordinary people, he sighed, "Sir, madam, it's not that we don't want to take them in. To be honest, bandits will come to our village in the next few days. You guys still Leave quickly."

Yun Qingluo and Mo Beichen looked at each other, and Mo Beichen asked in a low voice, "Fifteen miles away, there is the county government office. Why don't you report the case?"

Before the village chief could speak, a man spoke in disgust, "It's just like a nest of snakes and rats. The thieves come into the village without harming anyone. They only steal food and money. The Yamen doesn't care at all."

Mo Beichen's face turned cold, the temperature around him dropped sharply, and the three people across from him looked at Mo Beichen in panic.

Yun Qingluo pulled Mo Beichen's hand, and Mo Beichen calmed down. Yun Qingluo asked curiously, "Then why don't you take your things and leave here and seek refuge elsewhere?"

"Madam is joking. It's such a cold weather. Most of the village is old, weak, sick and disabled. It's a big place, but there is no place for us. Moreover, even if we leave, we will be caught by the Yamen and warned not to leave the village."

Mo Yu gritted his teeth and said, "What a father-in-law official who eats and drinks from the people but does nothing about human affairs. I'll chop him up."

Mo Feng pulled Mo Yu and said, "Don't be impulsive. Don't cause trouble for the young master."

Yun Qingluo raised his head and said to the village chief, "Village Chief, we are in charge of this matter. Please give us a place to stay."

The village chief sighed, "What are you doing? The bandits will not show mercy to people from outside the village. You'd better leave quickly."

Yun Qingluo looked at the village chief who looked considerate of them. He remembered the village where he had been when he was a child and couldn't help but sigh.

If the village's food and money were robbed, how would they survive the cold winter? Someone would definitely die.

"Village chief, he is the current regent. Don't worry." Yun Qingluo announced Mo Beichen's identity. The heavy snow made her feel uncomfortable. She wanted to go in.

"What, the regent? I heard that the regent went to the southwest with an imperial decree to provide disaster relief. Are you the regent and the regent princess?" The village chief still couldn't believe it.

Mo Feng took out the Prince Regent's belt, and the three of them hurriedly knelt down and knelt down.

Yun Qingluo pulled her back, "No need to be polite, but our identities cannot be revealed for the time being. I hope the village chief and the two eldest brothers will understand."

"Yes, yes, we understand. Sir, madam, please come inside." After the village chief finished speaking tremblingly, he turned to the two men and said something, and the two men turned and left.

The village chief led them to a courtyard and said, "The people living here were killed by bandits last year because they were unwilling to hand over their rations. This courtyard has been abandoned. Fortunately, it is clean. Master and Master, please rest here." , the inside has been cleaned."

Yun Qingluo nodded in thanks, "Thank you, village chief."

Mo Beichen glanced at Mo Feng, who understood and led the village chief out.

Yun Qingluo saw Mo Feng talking to the village chief outside, so she pushed Mo Beichen in.

The two older brothers followed behind and never spoke a word.

He didn't speak until he entered the room, "Luoluo, why did you deliberately reveal the identity of the prince?"

Yun Qingluo looked around the room, looking at the clean bedding and furnishings, nodded with satisfaction, and said casually:

"There have been two forces following us along the way. Now we live in a village where bandits will attack at any time. Brother, do you think those people will remain indifferent?"

"You mean they will sneak into the bandits and take advantage of the chaos to assassinate us?" Yun Ziheng sat down at the table.

Yun Qingluo nodded, "They have never been able to find an opportunity to take action. Now that the opportunity is right in front of them, it would be strange if they don't use it."

Mo Beichen looked at Yun Qingluo with admiration, his eyes gentle, "Luoluo is right, it's been snowing heavily these days, so we have to delay here, take the opportunity to clean them up, and when the snow stops, we have to speed up and get on our way."

In the past two days, apart from breaking down the temple to rest, they had traveled day and night. If they delayed for one more day, the people over there would suffer for one more day.

Yun Qingluo knew that Mo Beichen was anxious. In his previous life, he only had her and the people in his life. He was worthy of anyone, but she was the one who felt sorry for him.

Yun Qingluo knew that Mo Beichen and his eldest and second brothers had something to discuss, so he took Mo Feng and Mo Yu to the kitchen next door to cook.