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

Mo Beichen frowned slightly and began to try to recall the scene at that time.

However, in my memory, there seemed to be only the book, piles of memorials and complicated military affairs letters on the desk, and nothing else.

"I did not see the note on the table."

Yun Qingluo couldn't help but reveal a hint of regret, "Maybe it was blown to the ground by the wind, or maybe it was cleaned up as garbage by the cleaners."

At this point, Yun Qingluo finally understood why Mo Beichen looked a little lonely and sad in those days. It turned out to be because of this misunderstanding.

"But why did you send this book to that highness?" Yun Qingluo was confused and couldn't figure out the reason.

Help the monarch of Xuancang Continent pursue the woman of his choice?

This kind of thing doesn't feel right no matter how you look at it.

What if the other party misunderstood Mo Beichen's good intentions and thought he was laughing at him for being bedridden and unable to do his job, wouldn't it be self-defeating?

Mo Beichen expressed his speculation, and Yun Qingluo couldn't help but be shocked.

"Are you saying that Xuan Ming might have fallen in love with the Mu family's legitimate daughter?"

Previously, Yun Ying had mentioned that the two might not be able to get married. Has the situation changed now?

This Miss Mu is really a brave and fearless woman, and she is actually able to stay with Xuan Ming in the palace every day.

If she said she had no feelings for Xuan Ming, Yun Qingluo couldn't believe it.

After all, if a person really has no feelings for another person, how can he go to the other person every day?

"That's right! I think so too. How can anyone go to the same person all day long for no reason and then eat with them without skipping a meal? You must be doing this because you have a good feeling." Xiao Yi also came over. Join this gossip discussion.

Yun Qingluo nodded, agreeing with Xiao Yi's point of view.

And turned to Mo Beichen and said: "It seems that Xuan Ming may really be a straight man like a pimple. In this case, he really should learn how to get along with girls. How can he ask this? Such a stupid question, I really don’t know when he will become enlightened..."

At this time, Mo Beichen noticed that Yun Qingluo's mental state seemed to be better than before.

Then he asked softly: "Would you like to get up and have something to eat?"

He secretly wondered, do girls like to chat about trivial matters as much as Luoluo?

When he mentioned Xuan Ming and Mu Zhi just now, Luo Luo's eyes suddenly lit up, and the light was even more dazzling than when he saw himself after taking a shower.

Mo Beichen shook his head helplessly. He was really unpredictable about the gossip thoughts of these women.

Yun Qingluo talked for a long time and felt that her throat was dry and her body was still exhausted. She probably slept too much.

But considering that she had to fill her stomach before drinking the medicine, she nodded to Mo Beichen.

Mo Beichen looked at Yun Qingluo obediently waiting for him to help her dress, and silently raised the corners of his mouth.

He loved Luoluo's little look of relying on him.

She originally wanted to drink porridge, but found that Xiao Yi had not been seen cooking porridge all afternoon.

Xiaodou was furious: "Please, I am a super invincible and omnipotent medical system, and I am not here to be your cook!"

Facing Xiao Yi's rebuke, Yun Qingluo nodded guiltily.

"Yes, yes, you understand, don't I think the porridge you cook is delicious, even better than the porridge I cook." Yun Qingluo praised Xiao Yi enthusiastically.

The younger one was half-convinced, "Really? Pour some water, throw in the millet, cover the lid and cook, that's all. What's the difference between delicious and unpalatable food?"

Yun Qingluo affirmed, "Of course, it tastes better than what I cook."

Xiao Yi was so praised, "I will cook millet porridge for you tomorrow morning."

Yun Qingluo was stunned. Is he so easy to follow?

After Mo Beichen left, Shadow quietly went to the imperial dining room to convey the meal details.

At the same time, Xuan Ming was staring at the book in his hand doubtfully.

This book had just been delivered. It was obvious at a glance that it was a handwritten copy, and the words were exactly like the person who wrote them. Xuan Ming looked at the words on the book and showed a hint of appreciation.

However, what confused Xuan Ming was why Mo Beichen gave him this book? Is it because he hopes to use this opportunity to pursue women?

He needs to chase girls?

Xuan Ming couldn't help but doubt life.

Just when Shadow saw Xuan Ming engrossed in reading, he reminded him softly: "Your Highness, it's time to eat."

Hearing this, Xuan Ming's eyes darkened slightly, but he didn't make any move.

Time seemed to have frozen. After a long time, just when the shadow was about to speak and urge again, Xuan Ming slowly raised his head and glanced at the dishes on the table, but the beautiful figure beside him was missing.

"She still hasn't entered the palace today?" Xuan Ming's voice was as calm as water.

Shadow couldn't help but show a hint of surprise. This was the second time today that His Highness asked about Miss Mu.

Could it be that His Highness now loves Miss Mu?

This thought flashed through Shadow's mind, causing him to re-examine the always calm and self-possessed His Highness in front of him.

But it doesn’t look like it.

Not long ago, he actually mentioned the dissolution of the engagement to others again, but the result was not good. He made them so angry that they didn't even take a bite of food, and turned around and went home angrily.

So much so that Miss Mu claimed to be ill and did not come to the palace yesterday.

Regarding these matters, he knew very well that His Highness did not actually say anything more. He simply responded with his usual gentle tone: "I understand."

However, how could the shadow who had grown up with Xuan Ming fail to hear the unhappiness in His Highness's heart?

At first, he naively thought that perhaps it was because Miss Mu suddenly gave up her career that his Highness was so displeased.

But now it seems that this is not the case.

Xuan Ming waited for a long time, but when there was no response, he raised his head slightly and turned his eyes to the person in front of him.

After Shadow looked at His Highness, he immediately replied: "Miss Mu sent someone to send a message early this morning, saying that her body has not recovered yet, and she is worried that the illness will be passed on to His Highness, so she has not been able to do it in the past few days. I came to the palace to pay my respects."

After saying this, Shadow lowered his head silently.

After listening, Xuan Ming silently closed the page of the book, staring at the cover of the book, and did not speak again for a long time.

The shadow on the side was afraid that the food would get cold, so he reminded me again.

"Your Highness, let's have a meal first. Your health is getting better, so don't take it lightly."

During this period, Miss Mu consistently accompanied His Highness for breakfast, lunch and dinner.

Whenever the weather is pleasant, she will coquettishly beg His Highness to go out for a walk together to feel the bright sunshine and fresh rain and dew.

Perhaps just because he saw Miss Mu looking so relished in her meal, His Highness's appetite increased greatly and his food intake gradually increased.

As time went by, His Highness's originally pale face gradually turned rosy, and his whole person looked more energetic.

Although the various organs in His Highness's body are still declining, his face is becoming more and more radiant.

A bit like a flashback.

Faced with all the changes in front of him, Shadow had mixed feelings in his heart. He really didn't know whether he should feel happy or worried.

The good news is that His Highness's condition has improved now; the sad thing is that this superficial health is just a temporary illusion.

After all, what really determines the quality of life is not the external appearance, but the functional status of the internal organs...

Thinking of this, Shadow fell into deep contemplation.