Time Travel and Love

On the day of the Lantern Festival, Chu Qingmeng was woken up by Chunhe early in the morning to start picking out clothes. However, the clothes this time were all dignified and elegant ones for women. Chu Qingmeng didn't like any of them, so she let Chunhe choose. But when Chu Qingmeng, who had her hair combed into a bun like a woman, had lunch, she still made the younger generations who had adapted to her changing clothes in the past few days feel embarrassed.

Mrs. Xu looked at Chu Qingmeng with an uneasy expression and said, "Why is it that even though we both have women's buns, mother's bun is so... uh... awkward?"

Mo Jiangqing was also trying to adapt to her new look. After a long while, he uttered, "Mother, why don't you just comb your hair back into a bun? You'll stay in our house anyway."

"..." Chu Qingmeng twitched her lips. She wanted to, but then she tilted her head and looked at Chunhe beside her. "Chunhe, what do you think?"

Chun He looked helpless, "Princess, we have to go to the palace tonight. Can you and the two young masters and ladies get used to it first?"

"..." Chu Qingmeng shook his head with a fake smile, picked up his chopsticks and said, "Eat, eat."

It's no wonder that everyone feels uncomfortable looking at her. Chu Qingmeng considers herself plain-looking, but to the people here, her appearance is that of a goddess, especially after she came back from the mountain. She looks more like a girl who has just come of age. It is quite awkward to see a girl who has just come of age with a bun on her hair.

That evening, after Chunhe's hard work throughout the afternoon, Chu Qingmeng was now dressed in elegant clothes. With the appearance of a woman in her forties and a bun, she finally looked much better to the younger generations. Li said, "Mother, now you really have that elegant and graceful feeling. Finally, this bun doesn't go wrong."

Mo Liujin looked at Chu Qingmeng's 'aging' face and couldn't help but laugh, "I never thought that Madam would look like this when she's old."

Chu Qingmeng glared at him. Yes, this old look suits him very well. Chunhe tugged at Chu Qingmeng's sleeve to remind her to control her expression. A middle-aged woman would not make such an expression. Chu Qingmeng: "..."

The group arrived at the palace and exchanged greetings. The younger generation chatted in the outer hall, while Mo Liujin's brothers and their wives chatted with Mo Chenfeng and his wife in the inner hall. When Chu Qingmeng entered, she startled Mo Chenfeng and his wife, as well as Mo Liuyuan and Mu Lingxue. Although she had previously stated that she was wearing old-fashioned makeup to avoid any trouble, the sudden appearance still startled them. However, the three Mo Liuchen brothers, aware of Chu Qingmeng's return, were filled with surprise. They hadn't seen Chu Qingmeng in over twenty years, and their wives were curious about what kind of beauty had kept Mo Liujin from remarrying for over twenty years. They were indeed astonished upon seeing her. Although she had aged, her beauty remained undiminished. Mu Lingxue, observing the amazement in the others' eyes, twitched her lips in a quiet corner. This old-fashioned makeup really suited Mo Liujin. Mo Liufang stared at Chu Qingmeng, stunned. He hadn't seen her like this that day. Although he had only seen a profile, her appearance remained the same, deeply imprinted in his mind. Seeing Mo Liufang staring blankly at Chu Qingmeng, Mo Liuyuan pretended to kick him casually, signaling him to come back to his senses. He told him to avoid gossip in public. Although Mo Liufang quickly regained his composure, Lin Yue still noticed and sneered inwardly, though she kept it to herself. The three wives of Mo Liuchen, Mo Liujue, and Mo Liuteng also noticed Mo Liufang's loss of composure, but being equally astute, none of them spoke aloud.

The evening banquet began soon, but because Chu Qingmeng could not stand the cold, the old princess put their table inside the house, and the men went to the table outside to drink as usual.

Halfway through the banquet, a young maidservant, unfamiliar with the restaurant, refilled Chu Qingmeng's tea. No one noticed her; there were so many people there. Chu Qingmeng took two sips of tea and began chatting with Mu Lingxue. As they were chatting, the maidservant serving the dishes accidentally spilled some soup on Chu Qingmeng. Chunhe hurriedly took Chu Qingmeng to change clothes. Since they were so close, they hadn't brought any. They'd originally planned to return to the Princess's Mansion, but Mu Lingxue said she had some, so she had the maidservant bring them to her, saving her the trouble of running back in the cold.

The maidservant in the palace led a few people further and further away, already far away from the lively banquet. Chu Qingmeng felt a little hot and felt something was wrong. She asked coldly, "Why haven't they arrived yet? Where are you taking us?"

Before he could finish his words, Chun He was knocked unconscious. Chu Qingmeng escaped the disaster by covering himself with the handkerchief, but he felt his strength gradually draining away. Realizing this, Chu Qingmeng shouted, "Fei Ying! Fei Ling!"

But Feiying and Feiling didn't show up. Chu Qingmeng then remembered that she had sent them out, one to make medicine, the other to buy her cakes from West Street. She had no choice but to slowly collapse. The maid calmly watched Chu Qingmeng fall, then dragged her into a nearby room, tied Chunhe up and threw her next door. Chu Qingmeng felt the heat in her body getting worse, and she heard the maid say, "You guys have to treat this Sixth Madam well! After the task is completed, our master will reward you handsomely!"

Chu Qingmeng was speechless and cursed in his heart, being made a scapegoat again!