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

Mo Beichen hugged Yun Qingluo tightly and smelled the scent of Yun Qingluo. It felt very familiar, as if he had smelled it thousands of times.

He placed his head on the crook of Yun Qingluo's neck and whispered, "I'm sorry for making you suffer so much."

Yun Qingluo was startled and asked anxiously, "Achen, you, have you remembered everything?"

She felt a little excited; she had lost all hope.

Because Xiaoyi has examined Mo Beichen many times and found that there is nothing wrong with Mo Beichen's body or brain nerves. This kind of amnesia cannot be cured.

So she could only give up, thinking that they were husband and wife after all, and with a lifetime, she would make Mo Beichen fall in love with her again.

But there is still a glimmer of hope in my heart, hoping that Mo Beichen can recover his memory.

Mo Beichen shook his head, his tone slightly depressed, "No."

Yun Qingluo’s body stiffened, and she couldn’t help feeling disappointed.

Mo Beichen explained, "I asked Xuan Ming. He must have investigated my identity, so I asked him about our past. I'm sorry, I didn't show up when you needed me the most. I wasn't by your side when you gave birth. I'm sorry, it's my fault."

Yun Qingluo complained in her heart, Xuanming told him?

How much did Xuan Ming know, and what did he tell him?

But right now, it is more important to calm Mo Beichen's emotions.

"Achen, you didn't do anything wrong. Neither in the past nor now, you didn't do anything wrong." Yun Qingluo said gently.

Then, she explained, "Xuan Ming doesn't know the specific situation. You are fighting on the front line. I was stubborn and insisted on going to the wilderness. In the past, I actually did a lot of wrong things. I always did a lot of things that made you worry and scared in the name of doing good for you. If you must say sorry, then I am the one who says sorry."

"Achen, you love me very much, and you are a very good husband. Please don't blame yourself, okay?" Yun Qingluo crawled out of Mo Beichen's arms and looked into his eyes seriously.

Mo Beichen's eyes were filled with guilt. Yun Qingluo took his hand, sat in front of the table, and found the medicine box to disinfect, apply medicine, and bandage Mo Beichen's hand.

He kept muttering, "In the future, don't do things that hurt yourself. I will feel bad too."

"Achen, our journey has not been easy. But I am luckier than you. I have a father and a mother, and two big brothers who love and protect me. But you walked alone in the darkness, suffered a lot, and got hurt a lot. You said I was your salvation, but I also hurt you a lot. Fortunately, there is a chance to make amends. So you are not wrong.

It is precisely because the road ahead was not easy that we should cherish our present life even more. I cherish every day with you. I hope you do too. "

"Achen, don't let yourself live in guilt. You haven't done anything wrong. Your guilt and self-blame will only make those who love you feel distressed." After bandaging the wound, Yun Qingluo looked at Mo Beichen's face and said seriously.

Mo Beichen took Yun Qingluo's hand and held her on his lap, letting her sit.

Yun Qingluo was a little shy. They hadn’t been this close for almost half a year, and for a moment it seemed like a lifetime ago.

Mo Beichen put his arm around Yun Qingluo's waist, holding her tightly in his arms, and whispered, "I've wanted to do this for a long time."

Every time he saw her happy or sad, he wanted to hold her in his arms and comfort her, but he always felt that there was an invisible barrier between them, which made him lack the courage to reach out his hand.

Now that he knew their past and understood each other's hearts, he really wanted to hold her like this forever.

Although there are still gaps in my memory, my inner feelings will not deceive me.

His heart told him that this was the right thing to do.

Thinking of this, Mo Beichen stretched out a hand, turned Yun Qingluo's face, and kissed her.

The warm touch made Yun Qingluo open her eyes wide and her heart beat nervously.

Seeing Yun Qingluo's dazed look, Mo Beichen chuckled happily, raised his head, and leaned sideways to kiss Yun Qingluo's earlobe.

He whispered in her ear, "Why, we haven't kissed before? Why does Luoluo look like this?"

Yun Qingluo's face turned red instantly, and the heat beside his ears lingered for a long time.

She opened her mouth to explain, but Mo Beichen took advantage of the opportunity and said, "Well, Chen...slow down."

Mo Beichen hugged Yun Qingluo tightly around the waist and lifted her up. Laughter came from his chest, "Luoluo, are you just asking me to slow down a bit?"

Yun Qingluo's eyes were a little confused, and she was slightly stunned when she heard Mo Beichen's words.

When I realized what I had just said, my cheeks burned.

She glared at Mo Beichen, "Humph, yes, slow down, you are my husband anyway, I have no shame, okay."

After saying that, under Mo Beichen's gaze, she snuggled into his arms and buried her face in his chest.

Mo Beichen gently placed Yun Qingluo on the bed, and then extinguished the candle with his palm.

In the darkness, the senses were very sensitive, and Yun Qingluo could feel Mo Beichen's fiery gaze staring at her.

"Achen." Yun Qingluo couldn't help but call out.

Mo Beichen said hoarsely, "Well, don't be impatient, the night is long."

Yun Qingluo was embarrassed. Is this what she meant?

It was drizzling outside the window. The raindrops hit the leaves, and the leaves fluttered in the wind. A few leaves were blown away from the tree by the wind, spinning and dancing in the air.

The next day, Yun Qingluo woke up with back pain. Although her body felt very uncomfortable, she felt happy in her heart.

There was finally nothing between her and Achen.

Xiaoyi was in the system, lying on a big soft Simmons bed, holding a bottle of milk in his mouth, and said sarcastically, "Hey, little girl, you ate very well last night. You look so rosy-cheeked, not bad."

Yun Qingluo put on her clothes and saw that Mo Beichen was no longer in the room, so she directly entered the system.

"Oh, you really know how to enjoy yourself. Get out of the way and give me half of the bed." Yun Qingluo stretched out his hand and pushed Xiaoyi.

Xiaoyi was speechless. "There's such a large space over there, why do you have to lie here? It's just a few words. It won't cost you a piece of meat." Xiaoyi pouted, got up, rolled over, and moved to the other side of the bed.

"Hey, go take a hot bath first. There's a hot spring behind the yard. Clothes and everything are ready." Xiaoyi suddenly spoke.

Yun Qingluo was dissatisfied, "Achen carried me to take a bath in the middle of the night yesterday, do you really despise me so much?"

Xiao Yi said angrily, "Don't take my kindness for granted. I just understand that you've been working hard, so I asked you to go to the hot springs to relax. What kind of person are you?"

Yun Qingluo smiled when she heard Xiaoyi's explanation, and said with a wry smile, "Haha, well, sorry, I was too narrow-minded. I'll go take a hot spring bath now. By the way, heat up a bottle of milk for me, too."