Time Travel and Love

Today was Mo Liuteng's youngest daughter's engagement party, and all the brothers and sisters-in-law in the mansion had to go. But Chu Qingmeng still refused to leave the courtyard. Mo Liujin told Mo Liuteng that she was not feeling well and had not gotten up in two days, so he decided not to take her with him.

Although Mo Chenfeng was in charge of the mansion and there were more than twenty younger men who were in charge of the overall situation, there were still waves of sneak attacks. It was late at night, and Chu Qingmeng was still sitting in the pavilion. There was a faint smell of blood in the air.

"Feiying."

"master."

"The secret guards..."

“Whoosh!” “Ding!”

Before Chu Qingmeng could finish her words, Kui Wuqing had already deflected a flying hidden weapon. Chu Qingmeng frowned, suddenly worried about Li and Xu. She should have asked them to come earlier. Noticing Chu Qingmeng's concern, Feiying immediately replied, "Master, the two ladies have sufficient manpower. There's no need to worry. The secret guards are still sufficient, and they won't cause much trouble tonight."

Chu Qingmeng nodded, stood up and returned to the house, but...

Chu Qingmeng was speechless. "Can you three go out and keep watch? It's fine if I just read the storybook, but I want to sleep now. How can I sleep with three grown men like you standing in my room?"

Feiying was helpless. "Master, please bear with it for now. If the Third Master is here, we can just stay at the door, but the Third Master hasn't returned yet, and the mansion isn't completely secure yet. If the Master doesn't want to see us, Feiling and I will go to the beam and let Viper stand here."

“…” No matter how you hide, aren’t you still in this room?

Forget it! No more sleep! Chu Qingmeng simply ignored the three of them, removed her hairpins and makeup, and without changing her clothes, she leaned on the couch and started reading a storybook. But after reading for a while, she felt irritated. The story was nothing new! She walked to the desk and began to write ancient poems with her own carbon pen. However, just as she raised the pen, Kui Wuqing's knife blocked her face. "Dang!" A dart fell on the desk.

Chu Qingmeng was a bit stingy. Their behavior was like a toad lying on your feet, not hurting you but annoying you! "So annoying!"

"Do we need to get rid of them?" Kui Wuqing asked the question on behalf of Kui Wenzhong, which he could not ask in his current identity.

The thought of a large number of people attacking her made her think that she should just forget it. When would the killing stop? Shaking her head, she abandoned the desk and returned to the couch. Grabbing the pen and the notebook she'd used to write when her throat hurt, she sat on the couch and began to sketch. She drew a Q-version of Mo Liujin, with all sorts of expressions and gestures, and even Q-version pictures of him getting angry. The more she drew, the happier she became, and she didn't even hear when Mo Liujin came back.

Mo Liujin stood silently behind her, watching the smile she drew grow wider and wider. "Although this little man looks cute, for some reason he always looks like me."

Chu Qingmeng laughed when he heard his voice, "That's you, your little man version. Isn't it cute?"

Mo Liujin smiled and pinched her face. Chu Qingmeng threw away the sketchbook, stood up from the couch and threw herself on him. "Ajin, I'm so sleepy. Let's go to bed, okay?"

"it is good."

The next morning, Chu Qingmeng woke up to find Mo Liujin gone. Feiying had said that the emperor had taken ill in the middle of the night and had sent them to the palace to tend to him. Chu Qingmeng felt something was amiss, but couldn't quite place it. As she was getting dressed, she wondered when Mu Lingxue arrived, plopped down beside her, and knocked on the dressing table. "They've all gone to tend to the sick."

Chu Qingmeng nodded. "I always feel like something is wrong, but I can't tell what it is!"

"Yes, I feel the same way." Mu Lingxue lowered her eyes and said, "Perhaps a storm is brewing, and we haven't noticed some details."

Chu Qingmeng looked up and met Mu Lingxue's gaze. He said, "Have the assassinations been too frequent these past few days? This situation doesn't seem like an assassination, it feels more like a siege."

"More than that." Mu Lingxue expressed the doubts in her heart, "There are too many people tending to the patient."

Chu Qingmeng looked up with a look of disbelief in his eyes, "Besides the six of them, uncle went too?!"

Mu Lingxue nodded, and Chu Qingmeng suddenly realized something was wrong. Quiet! The house was too quiet! With those rascals around, the house would never be this quiet! "Where are our sons?"

Mu Lingxue also reacted suddenly, "Oh no!"

The two of them stood up and rushed to the main courtyard. At this time, the old princess Chen Siyu was dressing. It was still a quarter of an hour before the time to pay her respects, but at this moment, a rapid knock on the door sounded, "Mother, mother, are you there?"

The princess was curious. Qingmeng usually avoided leaving the courtyard, so why was she here so early today? She had the nanny beside her open the door, only to see Chu Qingmeng, still untouched, rush in and kneel on the ground. This startled Chen Siyu. She had never seen her kneel before, so what was wrong? Mu Lingxue followed suit and knelt directly. Chen Siyu frowned at the two of them. They hurriedly explained the situation and begged Chen Siyu to gather all the women in the courtyard. After hearing their speculation, Chen Siyu suddenly broke into a cold sweat and quickly ordered the servants to notify all the women to come to the main courtyard.