Time Travel and Love

"I see, that's how it is. I was really shocked just now. I thought Third Brother had found a concubine just like you when you were young!" Mo Liuteng patted his chest, looking as if it was a good thing, and then looked at Mo Liujin with a smug look on his face, "Fortunately, it was a blessing in disguise. Third Brother is blessed."

Chu Qingmeng: "..." Very good, I'm being treated as a concubine again. Mo Liujin always felt a sinister feeling when he saw the sudden smile on Chu Qingmeng's face. Then he felt that she shook off his hand, and then she said to him with a mocking look on her face, supporting her arm, "Husband, why don't I give up being your wife and become your concubine? How can a mere person treat me as your concubine? You are really capable, husband..."

Everyone present suddenly shrank their necks. Why did it feel like there were knives in the wind today? Mo Liujin's heart trembled at the words "husband" twice. Normally, he would have loved to have them call him that, but why did it feel so murderous today? Mu Lingxue, beside him, tried hard to suppress the corners of her mouth, her face almost cramping. She loved hearing Chu Qingmeng's sarcastic words, which had a unique murderous aura.

Seeing that Mo Liujin looked like he was being tortured, Mo Liuyuan suppressed his smile and changed the subject, "Sister, why did your piano music sound so murderous just now?"

"?" Chu Qingmeng blinked at him innocently and then said, "This piece of music is inherently murderous. It was your wife who wanted to hear it. When I first learned it, my teacher always disliked it for being too gentle and lacking in murderous intent. So, every time I played it later, I would deliberately emphasize the murderous aura."

"Third sister-in-law, this thing sounds pretty good. Why don't you play another song for us?" Mo Liuchen said with a smile.

"..." Again? Chu Qingmeng raised his hand and said, "I won't play it anymore. This piece originally requires a pick. After playing two pieces by hand, my hands are almost broken. More importantly, I'm not a good student. I can only play a few pieces in ten years."

Seeing Chu Qingmeng's fingers had turned red, Mo Liujin frowned, feeling rather distressed. He grabbed her hand and gently rubbed it in his own. Everyone present was dumbfounded again. Mo Liuchen smiled and said, "Third brother, can you be more discreet? We're all here! Can you not be more shameless?"

"My wife, how can I be shameless?" Mo Liujin replied with a raised eyebrow.

Chu Qingmeng pulled back her hand and glared at him without saying anything. She naturally knew what he meant. She was afraid that feeling sorry for him was secondary, and the most important thing was to do it for Mo Liufang to see.

"How long do you guys plan to occupy our pavilion?" Mu Lingxue said with a smile. "Aren't you here to discuss matters? Why don't you go back to the study? Are you bickering here? We have something private to discuss. Why don't you go back to the study and talk?"

"Haha, the second sister-in-law is kicking people out. Let's go, stop occupying their territory." Mo Liuteng stood up first, followed by Mo Liujue and Mo Liuchen. Mo Liuyuan and Mo Liujin stood up and walked out at the same time. Mo Liufang glanced at Chu Qingmeng and left as well.

The pavilion instantly fell silent as the few of them left. Just as the two were about to speak, Feiying appeared, "Master, a letter from the Zhenguogong Mansion."

Chu Qingmeng looked at Feiying in confusion. Zhenguo Mansion? Lingxiao? Not for Mo Liujin? For her? After taking the letter, she realized it was from Ling Xian. After reading the two pages, she twitched her lips, put on the jade pendant in the letter, and asked Feiying for a fire stick to burn the letter. Her father and brother really were...

"Whose letter is it? Is it worth burning?" Mu Lingxue looked at Chu Qingmeng with a playful expression.

"A letter from my lover, okay?" Chu Qingmeng retorted helplessly, seeing her gossipy face. Mu Lingxue started chatting with her, and the two of them were talking about something. Mu Lingxue joked with Chu Qingmeng, but Chu Qingmeng's face was getting redder and redder...

Mo Liujin and the others talked about things until after dinner before they went home. Chu Qingmeng knew that he hadn't eaten yet, so she asked the kitchen to heat up some food and bring it to him in the house. However, seeing him eating, Chu Qingmeng was lying on the couch and couldn't bear to read the book. She glanced at him from time to time, and her face instantly turned red when she thought of Mu Lingxue's words. She covered her face with the book and took a deep breath, saying, "Don't think too much!" There are so many things to do now, and he hasn't had a good rest for several days. Let him have more time to rest! Thinking of this, Chu Qingmeng calmed down, and the blush on her face gradually dissipated. Just when she was about to pick up the book again, Mo Liujin took away the book that was blocking her face before her, "What's wrong? You have been looking at me from time to time since I entered the room, and your breathing was disordered just now. Do you have something to say?"

When she heard him say, "My breathing was disordered just now," she remembered that martial artists have good hearing. Fortunately, she didn't whisper anything. But the blush that had just faded covered her face again. She kept telling herself, don't listen to Mu Lingxue's nonsense! She can't handle the tricks she plays! Ah Jin needs to rest, needs to rest! Seeing her like this, Mo Liujin didn't know what was wrong with her. He smiled and approached her, "What are you thinking about, Madam? Why is your face so red?"

Mu Lingxue! You really killed me! Chu Qingmeng covered his face and said, "I wasn't thinking anything. I was thinking that I would never play with Mu Lingxue again in the future! That girl was too fierce. I still haven't digested what she said!"