Time Travel and Love

Chu Qingmeng patted him, signaling that the younger generation was all here, so he shouldn't say such things. Mo Liujin stopped talking, hiding his emotions, and continued to stroke Chu Qingmeng's long hair. Suddenly, the door rang. Mu Lingxue had left and returned. She smiled at everyone and walked up to Chu Qingmeng and said, "Gun."

Chu Qingmeng suddenly remembered, "I put it in the drawer of the dressing table when I applied the medicine just now."

Mu Lingxue took out the gun but didn't take it away. Instead, she removed the magazine, reloaded it, and put it back. Then she spoke, "There are only fourteen rounds in total. Ask your senior brother if he can get some?"

"Boss, you know this stuff is called munitions, don't you? Don't you have any idea how strictly Dragon Country controls this stuff?" Chu Qingmeng was a little speechless. "Also, I can't contact him. Now he's the one contacting me unilaterally. We agreed when we came down the mountain that if I contact him, it means I'm going back up the mountain, and he'll immediately open the teleportation array to take me back."

Mu Lingxue shrugged. "Seven bullets, six of them usable, barely okay. I'm leaving now."

After Mu Lingxue left, Mo Liujin was very confused, "Why can only six shots be used?"

"Ahem," Chu Qingmeng hit him with a hammer, then said to the younger generations in the room, "You all should go back and rest. You didn't sleep all night last night."

After they left, Mo Liujin still stared at her, waiting for her to explain. Chu Qingmeng sighed and said, "Because the last bullet was reserved for suicide. In fact, there was only one bullet in this gun last night."

Mo Liujin's heart suddenly skipped a beat, and then he bent down and kissed Chu Qingmeng's cheek, a tear running down the corner of his eye, "Qingmeng..."

Chu Qingmeng patted his leg and rubbed his face against it with a smile. "You should know what happens to women when they are captured. Ah Jin, this place feels like a cage to me. But, inside this cage are you and Qing'er and Che'er, so I am willing to be a prisoner. You don't have to blame yourself."

The more Chu Qingmeng said this, the more uncomfortable Mo Liujin felt. He felt sorry for his unruly little girl who had learned to be tolerant and to accept the rules and regulations here for him. His tears fell on Chu Qingmeng's forehead, and Chu Qingmeng was shocked to realize that he was crying. She was so scared that she wanted to stand up and look at him. He, he, except for the time when Zhuxian's child died, she had never seen him cry before. But this movement pulled the wound, and Chu Qingmeng grimaced in pain. Mo Liujin was also frightened and stopped crying, and hurriedly asked her what was wrong. After learning the reason, Mo Liujin was amused by her and poked her forehead twice with his fingers.

There was a knock on the door, and Kui Wenzhong's voice came through the door, "Master Jiu, I have something to report."

"Come in." Mo Liujin regained his serious expression.

"Master Jiu." Kui Wenzhong knelt on one knee to greet him, but only nodded at Mo Liujin. He really didn't know how to address Mo Liujin.

"You don't have to be polite in the future. Just say what you want to say." Chu Qingmeng was still lying on Mo Liujin's legs, but this time she had a calm expression and it was impossible to tell whether she was happy or angry.

"Yes." Kui Wenzhong stood up and said, "Last night, our spies outside the palace were killed, so no information was received from the fifth floor, which resulted in no support. Wu Qing and I are both responsible for this. Please punish us."

Chu Qingmeng waved his hand. "It's not your fault. You two have been staying by my side these days, and you've also taken time out to handle official business. You've done a great job. How many Shadows were killed or injured last night?"

"Reporting to Master Jiu, among the one hundred shadows, seven were seriously injured, and the rest were wiped out." Kui Wenzhong felt a little distressed, after all, the casualties were quite heavy.

"How should we deal with this according to the building's rules?"

Kui Wenzhong was stunned for a moment before realizing Chu Qingmeng had no idea about the specifics of the Fifth Floor. He began to explain, "The shadows on the Fifth Floor are actually similar to the secret guards of the palace. Most of them are abandoned orphans or sold by their parents. They were all raised on the Fifth Floor. Therefore, when they died, there was no plan for how to arrange for their families. Their bodies were all buried collectively in Wuya Mountain."

This time, it was Chu Qingmeng's turn to be stunned. How could children be so worthless in this world? How could you just pick up an abandoned child? Mo Liujin lowered his eyes and saw that her brows were slightly furrowed. He naturally raised his hand to smooth her brows and gently reminded her, "Don't let your thoughts wander."

"Yeah." Chu Qingmeng, who had been brought back to his senses, looked at Kui Wenzhong and asked, "How are the seriously injured people doing?"

"Don't worry about them, sir. The doctors in the building are watching over them." Kui Wenzhong looked at Chu Qingmeng with concern. "But the poison in my body... is not easy to cure. Quan Si has already asked several poison masters and medical experts to develop an antidote. They are also treating the assassin. Once he is cured, there is no doubt that he will reveal the antidote. No one can withstand the torture of the two sides."

Chu Qingmeng nodded. She didn't feel anything at the moment and didn't react in a hurry. "Okay, if there's nothing else, go back and take care of your business first. Oh, and don't forget to release Fei Ling to me."

Kui Wenzhong smiled and said, "Master, he has been released. He came back with me."

Chu Qingmeng, who had been acting fine, was dazzled by Kui Wenzhong's smile. Why did this ordinary-looking fellow have such a gentle and elegant aura when he smiled? Noticing that Chu Qingmeng was staring at Kui Wenzhong, Mo Liujin pinched her earlobe in dissatisfaction.