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

Xuan Ming smiled and explained, "If I have to do everything myself, why would I keep so many people? Besides, I don't know why these ministers have been working extra hard lately and have done a great job. They also think carefully before reporting to the court in the morning, and the atmosphere is very harmonious. Once the court is adjourned, they all run away faster than rabbits. I want to ask them to discuss matters, but it seems that they have done a good job, and I don't know what to say. Even when I proposed to build water conservancy projects, they came up with strategies overnight and did a great job."

After listening to Xuan Ming's sigh, Mu Zhi just smiled and said nothing.

Ying Mei and Ying Zhu at the back looked at each other and rolled their eyes.

Your Majesty, you still have the nerve to say that.

In the past, it was the ministers who urged him to select concubines and expand his harem, and the noise made his ears hurt.

Now that the Queen is pregnant, the situation is reversed.

The emperor began to show off to his ministers, repeating it, and repeating it.

The ministers had heard him so much that their ears were callused. They would avoid him when they saw him and hated to see him.

At first they just thought it was a joke, but now it seems that their emperor is very shrewd and without the ministers' nagging, their ears are much quieter.

After the two of them strolled for a while, Mu Zhi felt a little tired.

Xuan Ming was ready to send her back, but was rejected by Mu Zhi.

"There are a bunch of palace servants following you. Just go and do your thing. I'll go back and take a nap." Mu Zhi smiled gently.

Xuan Ming shook his head. "It's okay. I'll take you back first and then go to the Imperial Study. You've been pregnant for a long time, so you have to be more careful."

Mu Zhi still wanted to refuse, but Xuan Ming pretended not to hear her and helped her walk towards the bedroom.

Mu Zhi could only collect her thoughts and walk towards the bedroom together.

After packing their luggage, Yun Qingluo and Mo Beichen originally planned to fly back.

But Mo Beichen refused.

When asked the reason at first, Mo Beichen hesitated and was unwilling to say.

Yun Qingluo let him take the carriage back to the capital.

We stopped and started along the way, which took several months.

Xiaoyi had a carriage by himself, Yun Qingluo and Mo Beichen had another carriage. Yun Ying and Feng Tianxing had another carriage. There were four more carriages following behind, all filled with things that had been taken out of the plane under the pretext of shopping.

In November of the second year of the Yongjia period, the group finally arrived at the town closest to the capital.

Wait until the carriage stopped.

Yun Qingluo was surprised, "Why did the carriage stop? What happened?"

Just as the people on the first floor outside were about to speak, they heard Mo Beichen say, "Let's rest here tonight. It's snowing too heavily outside. We'll continue our journey tomorrow."

Yun Qingluo glanced at Mo Beichen, feeling a little conflicted.

"The closer we are to the capital, the more anxious you become. We have been traveling for three days in a row. Even if we don't rest, the horses also need to rest. Rest well here today so that you can be in good spirits to see the children tomorrow." Mo Beichen held Yun Qingluo's little hand and comforted her.

Yun Qingluo nodded, "Okay, I was just a little nervous. It's all your fault. If we had hurried a little bit, we might have been able to catch up with the two children's birthdays. We missed their birthdays twice."

Mo Zhiyuan and Mo Junye will be two years old in October this year.

Mo Beichen did not deny his selfish motives, but still did not explain why he had to take a carriage back to the capital instead of flying directly back.

"When we go back and settle down, we will find a place near the capital and build an airport. Then we can find a reason to take out the plane and put it there, which will make travel more convenient in the future." Mo Beichen did not continue talking about the topic of the two children, but talked about another thing.

Yun Qingluo had no objection to this. "Okay, we really need to find a reason to take out this plane."

Yun Qingluo got out of the carriage with the help of Mo Beichen.

Looking at the falling snow, he said in surprise, "I didn't expect it to snow so heavily."

Because it was too cold, Yun Qingluo stayed in the carriage the whole day. She only knew that it was snowing outside, but she didn't know how heavy the snow was.

In order not to leave the carriage, she even didn't drink much water.

She is afraid of the cold but likes winter.

Xiaoyi, wearing a white cloak, came over and stood with them at the door of the inn.

Xiaoyi muttered, "I've witnessed autumn and winter along the way. No wonder visiting relatives was so difficult in ancient times."

"When I went there, the willows were swaying. Now when I come back, it is raining and snowing." Yun Qingluo smiled and glanced at Xiaoyi. Looking at the heavy snow all over the sky, she felt a little emotional.

Mo Beichen glanced at the street outside, then looked back at the snowflakes on her head and said gently, "It's cold outside, let's go in first."

As the group walked into the inn, the warmth that greeted them made Yun Qingluo feel as if they had entered spring.

There were several stoves in the inn, and it was warm and comfortable.

Yun Qingluo originally wanted to untie her cloak, but was stopped by Mo Beichen.

"Wait until we get back to the room before untying it, so you don't catch a cold." Mo Beichen said as he tidied Yun Qingluo's hair again.

"The room has been cleaned up, please come in, guests." The shopkeeper came out personally with a happy look on his face, and he personally led the way for them.

Yun Qingluo glanced at Mo Beichen and said, "Industries are flourishing everywhere."

On the way back, they ate and stayed in the properties under the name of the First Floor.

When I returned to the room, there was a stove on, so it wasn't cold at all.

There was a screen next to it, and behind the screen there was a bathtub with hot water in it.

Yun Qingluo untied her cloak and asked Mo Beichen, "Why don't we go to the space to wash up?"

Mo Beichen smiled and shook his head slightly, "You go in and wash, I'll wash outside, so that no one will notice anything unusual."

Yun Qingluo smiled and said yes.

"I don't know if Xiaoyi can adapt." Yun Qingluo walked to the door and locked it from the inside.

Mo Beichen untied his cloak, hung it on a shelf nearby, and comforted her, "It takes time. He has read so many storybooks and understands some of the rules of this world. It's only a matter of time for him to adapt. Don't worry, and we don't need to put pressure on him. Just tell your father-in-law and Yunmu when the time comes."

Yun Qingluo nodded and went into the space to take a hot spring bath and wash up.

Taking a bath in winter is really a troublesome problem, but fortunately she has a space where it is spring all year round and there is no need to worry about the cold or heat.

Yun Qingluo came out of the shower and found a lunch box on the table.

"Have you finished washing? Come and have a taste. I asked someone to buy some food outside. You haven't eaten for a day. Drink some porridge to nourish your stomach first." Mo Beichen had already finished taking a shower and changed his clothes. His hair was probably dried by his internal energy.

He was reading a book in his hand. When he saw Yun Qingluo coming out, he put down the book and went to meet him.

"Sit down and eat. I'll wipe your hair first," Mo Beichen pressed Yun Qingluo onto the chair.

He opened the lunch box on the table. There were a few dishes to go with rice, and two bowls of steaming rice in the box. Yun Qingluo suddenly felt a little hungry.

"Let's eat together, otherwise it will get cold and become inedible." Yun Qingluo turned her head and wanted to pull Mo Beichen to sit down.

Mo Beichen dodged sideways and said, "Don't move."

Originally, he wanted to wipe off some of the moisture first and then help her dry her hair, but seeing that she insisted on having dinner with him, he simply used his internal force to dry Yun Qingluo's hair.

Yun Qingluo felt her scalp was warm, as if she was soaking in a hot spring. "It's so comfortable. Just based on your skills, I love it so much."

Mo Beichen combed Yun Qingluo's hair with a smile and simply tied it with a hairband.

"Come on, this sweet and sour pork ribs looks delicious." Yun Qingluo couldn't wait to pull Mo Beichen to sit down and start eating.

You know what, it tastes really good.