Time Travel and Love

Back in his study, Mo Liufang lost himself in thought as he stared at the portrait of Chu Qingmeng on the wall. It was really her, she was back. Mo Liufang knew that his original feelings had long since faded, but the image of their youthful white moonlight was unforgettable. He now regretted his impulsive behavior. If he hadn't been so impulsive, perhaps Qingmeng would have spoken to him properly? Although she probably hated him now...

"Knock knock knock" There was a knock on the door, "Your Highness, the Third Master is here."

Mo Liufang looked up at the door and laughed at himself, "Let him in."

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Chu Qingmeng was a little restless waiting for Mo Liujin to return to the room. Mo Jiangqing and Mo Jiangche kept trying to find topics to talk about, but she didn't want to talk anymore. Suddenly, she remembered something and looked up at her two sons and said, "Your father went to the palace."

Mo Jiangqing's eyelids twitched, and he quickly interrupted, "Mother, what are you talking about? Didn't Father go to the bathroom? He promised you he wouldn't go out."

"He went to the palace." Chu Qingmeng confirmed.

Mo Jiangche didn't dare to look at Chu Qingmeng. He could tell that his mother was not asking them questions, but stating the facts.

"Mother, father was probably in a hurry when he rushed back, so he has a stomachache now." Mo Jiangqing still insisted that Mo Liujin go to the toilet.

Chu Qingmeng glared at Mo Jiangqing, "Stop covering for him! Feiying! Go to the palace and take a look!"

"What are you going to see at the palace?" Mo Liujin walked in from outside.

"You went to the palace." Chu Qingmeng said this for the third time, feeling a little angry.

Mo Liujin waved his hand to signal his two sons to go back, then went into the house, closed the door, and looked at the angry Chu Qingmeng with a smile, "Good Qingmeng, don't be angry. I told you to trust me, I can handle this."

Chu Qingmeng stared at him for a while, then suddenly began to undress him. Mo Liujin didn't stop her, but continued to let her do it with a smile. Finally, after Chu Qingmeng saw that there was no scratch on his body, he felt relieved. He threw his belt back into his arms and turned around and lay back on the couch without saying a word. Mo Liujin fastened his inner clothes and sat on the couch. He said to Chu Qingmeng seriously, "Good Qingmeng, don't worry. I'm old enough and won't be as impulsive as a young man. I just talked to him and he promised me that he won't come to the mansion again. So, don't worry, I'm here for you."

After waiting for a while and seeing that Chu Qingmeng still ignored him, he smiled and pressed forward to tease her, but found that she was crying. Mo Liujin turned her over, made her face him, and asked, "What's wrong? Are you crying because I didn't obey you?"

Chu Qingmeng still didn't want to talk, she just hugged him and buried her face in his chest. Mo Liujin maintained a very tired posture, half lying on the soft couch, not daring to relax his strength and press on Chu Qingmeng. He stroked Chu Qingmeng's hair and coaxed her softly. Chu Qingmeng said sullenly, "I'm sleepy, go to bed."

When they returned to bed, Chu Qingmeng still couldn't stop crying. She rested her head on his shoulder for a long time before she called him in a muffled voice, "Mo Liujin."

"Yeah, I'm here." Mo Liujin turned sideways and hugged her back into his arms, letting her nestle against his chest again. He knew that Chu Qingmeng liked this when she was unhappy. While stroking her hair, he suddenly heard her say, "Mo Liujin, I love you."

Mo Liujin's hand paused. He knew her feelings for him, but he had never heard such clear and certain words from her. He couldn't help but smile as he hugged her tightly, lowering his head to place a kiss on her forehead and saying, "Qingmeng, I love you too." Then, with a sly sigh, he said, "Qingmeng, please get better soon. I really can't bear this."

Chu Qingmeng's tears suddenly stopped. She rolled her eyes at him and turned over to sleep. Damn it! This thing ruined the atmosphere! I really want to kick him out!

The next morning, Chu Qingmeng woke up, only to find that Mo Liujin had already gone to the morning court. Chunhe was tidying up in the house. Seeing Chu Qingmeng awake, she hurried to help her get up and wash. After washing and drinking medicine, Chunhe began to comb Chu Qingmeng's hair. However, today, she combed her hair into a woman's bun. Chu Qingmeng felt uncomfortable no matter how she looked at it, "Chunhe, can't you comb your hair back to the way it was before? This is really ugly."

Chun He explained helplessly, "Miss, er, Princess. I hadn't thought about this issue before, but now that you're married, you should naturally wear your hair in a bun. And our address to you has to change. We used to be used to calling you Miss, but from now on, we can't. The rules have to be established again. We can't just call you Miss and the wives of the two young masters Madam, right? Either call you Princess or Old Madam. Please choose one?"

"..." Chu Qingmeng was speechless to the extreme and actually laughed out loud in anger, "Old? Madam?"

"Yes," Chun He replied as she picked up the last hairpin and put it in Chu Qingmeng's hair. "I know you don't want us to call you that, so I call you Princess. The old prince has already reported to the emperor that you've returned, so if you go out in the future, I can put on your old makeup, but I can't call you Miss anymore. Also, the Third Master told you before he left that since you can't avoid the prince, you might as well go with him to the palace tomorrow. Tomorrow is the Lantern Festival, and putting on your old makeup will save you some trouble."

Chu Qingmeng: “…” Everything has been arranged, what’s the point of asking me?