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

Yun Qingluo glanced at the equipment in the yard next to him and sneered, "Since you chose to leave and become a deserter, why do you continue to demand yourself according to the rules of a soldier? Why do you continue to train hard every day? Why don't you let go of this completely? The soldier's morale turns him into a bandit?"

"You can't let it go, your conscience won't allow it, and you know in your bones that this is actually not Mo Beichen's fault. When you wake up at night, you miss that military uniform and that battlefield. You still have ambitions and dreams. Passionate young man.”

"No, no, no." Someone retorted, but his tone was weak.

Yun Qingluo looked around at the twenty-three people in the yard, "You hate Mo Beichen, so why didn't you rush in and hack him to death to vent your anger when he fell into the advanced maze? Why did you only dare to let him stay in the maze? Are you like a headless fly looking for a way out and don't dare to see him?"

Everyone's expressions were ugly, and Yun Qingluo spoke to their hearts.

Boss Hei was experienced after all. He quickly recovered and interrupted Yun Qingluo, "So what? Take him away and don't come to the southwest again."

As soon as he finished speaking, a deep magnetic voice sounded, "Why can't I come to the southwest?"

A light suddenly flashed in Yun Qingluo's mind. Ah Chen once said: They need a regent.

Do they include the twenty-three people here?

Everyone froze, as if the pause button had been pressed, and they did not dare to move.

Yun Qingluo glanced at Mo Beichen and felt relieved when she saw that he was not injured.

Mo Beichen walked over and glared at Yun Qingluo.

How dare you drink so much wine? Let’s settle the score when we go back.

Yun Qingluo blinked, how could he enhance the atmosphere if he didn't drink.

Yun Ziheng and Yun Ziyu walked to Yun Qingluo and looked at her worriedly, but this was not a good time to gossip.

They never dreamed that the so-called bandits turned out to be the first Mohist army under the prince's command.

"Weren't you very eloquent just now? Why, you can't say anything in front of me?" Mo Beichen walked to the side of Boss Hei, stood still, and looked back at everyone.

Boss Hei became hoarse and his voice trembled, "You, you..."

You've been waiting for a long time and really don't know what to say.

Mo Beichen glanced at Yun Qingluo out of the corner of his eye, then turned around and said, "The princess just apologized to you on my behalf. Do you feel at ease?"

Mo Beichen swept across the audience with a coercive momentum, and twenty-three people knelt down with a plop.

"Have I said that if the situation goes wrong, you should retreat immediately?"

"Have I warned you that whether to pursue or retreat will be decided upon my return?"

"Have I told you that even if you lose the battle, you must come back in large numbers?"

"Mo Yi, why did you die? Do you need me to help you remember it again?" At this point, Mo Beichen's eyes were slightly red and his voice was trembling.

Tears flowed down from everyone's eyes.

Mo Yi, whose skill is second only to the regent, was taught by the prince himself, and he and the prince are brothers and sisters.

At that time, the prince left him behind and asked them to listen to Mo Yi's command. Seeing the enemy's defeat, they insisted on pursuing the victory and did not listen to the prince's instructions and Mo Yi's command.

Mo Yi was caught, tortured, chopped into pieces, put in a box and sent to the regent.

The prince was furious, which is why there was no news of the defeat in the court.

It wasn't until Mo Feng quickly came to report that Yun Qingluo had woken up that the prince regained consciousness.

The enemy country was afraid of being killed, so they didn't dare to fart, so they agreed to peace talks and ceded two cities to make amends.

"I thought I would give you these years to figure it out, but now it seems that I am really disappointed."

"In this case, I will make it clear here that I have never..."

Yun Qingluo suddenly ran over and threw herself into Mo Beichen's arms. Mo Beichen hurriedly reached out to support Yun Qingluo and said angrily, "Nonsense, the ground is slippery, what should I do if I fall?"

Yun Qingluo raised her head and said aggrievedly, "Achen, I'm cold."

How could Mo Beichen not understand her thoughts? He sighed and pulled the person into his arms. He heard Yun Qingluo whisper, "Achen, don't abandon them again."

Mo Beichen's body froze, and Yun Qingluo gently opened his tightly clenched fists one by one. He seemed to have lost all his strength.

He didn't blame himself, but he couldn't just watch her die.

Why didn't he feel guilty? When he woke up at night, he saw the soldiers' broken limbs and blood everywhere.

He didn't dare to sleep for fear that the soldiers would blame him. He was busy all day long. He went to the battlefield in a wheelchair, not for that flimsy imperial edict, but to make himself feel better.

It seemed that the more enemies he killed, the less pain his brothers would suffer.

Everyone cried out in pain, and Boss Hei crawled to Mo Beichen on his knees.

"General, we understand our mistake."

Mo Beichen was brought back from his thoughts by their painful voices, swallowed the words on his lips, and asked coldly, "Where did you go wrong?"

"I didn't listen to the prince's orders, I didn't listen to the command of the deputy general, I disobeyed the military orders, I insisted on going my own way, and killed the soldiers." Everyone cried in unison.

Hearing this, Mo Beichen closed his eyes and slowly opened them again, "No, you were wrong because you didn't bring them back safely. I asked you to come back one by one..."

Yun Qingluo felt the great sadness coming from Mo Beichen, and felt so painful that she couldn't breathe.

If it hadn't been for the misfortune of the Southwest business, she really wouldn't have known that her Ah Chen was still burdened with all this.

Twenty-three men were out of breath crying.

Mo Beichen didn't make a sound, he just watched them cry calmly and waited for their voices to quiet down.

Mo Beichen then said, "I won't do this next time."

After hearing this, everyone raised their heads and looked at Mo Beichen cautiously and hopefully.

Mo Beichen cleared his throat and said, "I will take you home."

"Your Majesty!" everyone exclaimed.

Mo Beichen's voice was deep and strong, "Why, haven't you had enough fun?" Yun Qingluo felt Mo Beichen's hands clenched tightly into fists.

Yun Qingluo curled her lips slightly, this guy was far from as calm as he appeared.

Twenty-three people said in unison, "That's enough!"

"Well, now that you've had enough fun, let's go home with me." Mo Beichen loosened his hand slightly. Yun Qingluo put her small hand into Mo Beichen's big hand, and Mo Beichen held it tightly.

There was a thin layer of sweat on the palms of my hands, which were usually dry and warm.

Mo Feng and Mo Yu walked in, and Yun Qingluo raised her eyebrows slightly, "A Chen, have you made arrangements already?"

Mo Beichen lowered his head and glanced at Yun Qingluo, hugging him tightly, "You are the only variable."

Yun Qingluo pouted and muttered, "Who told you not to tell me earlier."

Mo Beichen curled his lips, and Yun Qingluo could feel that he was very happy.

"Mo Feng, send someone secretly to send them back to Beijing to settle down." Mo Beichen glanced at Mo Feng and said.

Mo Feng and Mo Yu were obviously very excited, it was great that they were finally back.

"Yes, Your Majesty, I will definitely arrange it properly." The two replied.

But everyone was anxious, "Your Majesty, we want to follow you!"

Mo Beichen said calmly, "Why are you so anxious? There will be plenty of opportunities to beat you up in the future. Let's go to You Ting for a trial first, and wait until I come back to see if you are qualified to follow me."