Time Travel and Love

"Knock knock knock!" The servant knocked on the door and was about to speak when he was interrupted by Ling Xiao, "Zecheng, I brought you a miracle doctor!"

Mo Liujin didn't bother to pay attention to him through the door. He fed Chu Qingmeng the last mouthful of porridge before signaling for the servants to bring him in. But he forgot that Chu Qingmeng was not wearing any makeup! Ling Xiao was stunned when he walked in!

"Oh my god! Beauty! It's been more than 20 years, and you haven't changed at all?" Ling Xiao was stunned when he saw Chu Qingmeng's face! Chu Qingmeng frowned and looked at Mo Liujin with a reproachful look. Before Mo Liujin could say anything, he suddenly sensed a hint of murderous intent. His eyes were stern and he stood guard at Chu Qingmeng's bed. But the hint of murderous intent just now seemed like an illusion to him. It disappeared in just a moment.

"Father and Mother."

"Father and Mother."

Mo Jiangqing and Mo Jiangche stepped into the house, bowed, and then bowed to Ling Xiao. "Uncle Ling, how come you have time to come here today? If you want to discuss something with Father, why don't you go to the study?"

Ling Xiao waved his hands, not even glancing at the two brothers. He just stared at Chu Qingmeng, "I'll tell him if I have nothing to do. I'm just here to send him a miracle doctor!"

Ling Xian quietly kicked Ling Xiao without making any expression. Ling Xiao came back to his senses then and said to Mo Liujin, "Speaking of which, this miracle doctor can truly bring the dead back to life! He can definitely cure a beauty's injury!" After saying that, he stepped back and made way for Ling Xian behind him.

The Qingche brothers frowned at Ling Xiao. "Beauty?" That title was too frivolous! Especially since he was addressing his own mother! Mo Liujin's eyes narrowed slightly as he looked at Ling Xiao. How did he know Qingmeng had returned? How did he know Qingmeng was injured? Ling Xian looked up at Chu Qingmeng without saying a word. Chu Qingmeng, noticing his gaze, looked up and startled at the sight of Ling Xian. For a moment, the room was filled with mixed emotions.

"Zecheng, what are you looking at?! I sent you the wrong miracle doctor, and I sent him the wrong one?" Ling Xiao rolled his eyes at him and complained.

"When did you know Qing Meng was back?" Mo Liujin seemed to be casual, but Ling Xiao still heard the temptation in his words.

"..." Ling Xiao was speechless. They'd known each other since they were three years old, attending school, and later became close friends. Now, over forty years later, this guy actually doubted him! He pulled Ling Xian over and introduced him, "This is my second brother. He was sent to the mountains to practice Taoism when he was six, and he only comes back every ten years. He calculated Qing Meng's return! My second brother's medical skills are so amazing that they can bring the dead back to life! I brought him here out of kindness, and you still doubt me?!"

Mo Liujin's gaze flicked over Ling Xian, his eyes lowered to conceal his emotion, and he remained silent. Ling Xian glanced at Chu Qingmeng calmly, and Chu Qingmeng's body shuddered unconsciously, recalling the memories that flooded his mind during the teleportation array. That look could only mean one thing: his father and brother were angry! He gave Ling Xian a fawning smile and tugged at Mo Liujin's clothes, signaling him to let the 'miracle doctor' come over. Mo Liujin gathered his thoughts and slowly stepped aside, but his guard remained intact.

Ling Xian laid his hand directly on Chu Qingmeng's wrist, and in an instant, his murderous intent erupted once more. However, Chu Qingmeng, lacking either internal energy or spiritual power, was completely oblivious to Ling Xian's killing intent. Mo Liujin and his son, who had been about to reprimand him for his rudeness and inability to feel a pulse through a handkerchief, suddenly sensed this overwhelming killing intent and unsheathed their swords, pointing them at Ling Xian. Even Ling Xiao stared at his second brother in surprise. Where did his killing intent come from? He secretly prepared himself to stop his second brother.

The room was tense, but Chu Qingmeng was the only one who felt nothing. She looked at the father and his two sons holding swords with a puzzled look on her face, then looked at Ling Xian. When Chu Qingmeng looked at Ling Xian, they all felt that the murderous intent disappeared instantly. Seeing Chu Qingmeng looking at her, Ling Xian sighed imperceptibly and said, "Open your mouth." Chu Qingmeng opened her mouth obediently, and when she saw the wound on her tongue, she sneered, and the murderous intent in her heart became stronger. When she was considering whether to take action, Chu Qingmeng quietly scratched his wrist, looking at him with pleading eyes. Although Chu Qingmeng could not sense Ling Xian's murderous intent, she could feel that he was angry.

"Rinse your mouth." Ling Xian picked up the teacup beside him and brought it to Chu Qingmeng's lips. Chu Qingmeng quickly took it and rinsed her mouth. Ling Xian took out a porcelain bottle and handed it to Chu Qingmeng, asking her to pour it into her mouth. "Hold it in your mouth and don't swallow it."

Mo Liujin frowned and blocked Chu Qingmeng's hand from drinking. This man was too strange. His repeated murderous intent made him a little confused about whether he was an enemy or a friend. At this moment, Ling Xian looked at Mo Liujin with a look as if he was looking at a dead person. Chu Qingmeng was startled by him. He held Mo Liujin's hand with his backhand and poured the medicine in the porcelain bottle into his mouth. Ling Xian's attention was drawn back to Chu Qingmeng. In a moment, Chu Qingmeng felt that his tongue no longer hurt. Ling Xian picked up the spittoon beside him and said, "Spit it out."

Chu Qingmeng obeyed obediently. After spitting it out, she felt her tongue completely healed. Her eyes lit up as she looked at Ling Xian in surprise. Ling Xian was amused by her ability to instantly light up his eyes and took out two more bottles of medicine. "Pour this into your bath at night. Soak for half an hour, and the injury on your leg will be healed. Take this for seven days, one pill a day."

After that, he stood up and left. When he reached the door, he paused and wanted to say something, but in the end, he didn't say a word. He looked at Chu Qingmeng deeply with eyes full of heartache and helplessness, and then left. Ling Xiao felt something was wrong, but he couldn't put his finger on it, so he could only chase Ling Xian away.