Time Travel and Love

The emperor looked at Chu Qingmeng with doubt in his eyes and waited for her to continue. Chu Qingmeng gritted her teeth and said, "Because the Ming royal family has a tradition of loving and fearing their wives."

Her words shocked all the men, and Chu Qingmeng, helpless, continued to recount the history of the Ming Dynasty, asking Mu Lingxue to add some more information. After hearing the brief account of the history of the Ming Dynasty, the emperor couldn't hide his shock. Chu Qingmeng spoke with a hoarse voice, "So, I said that no one can imitate them. Uncle Emperor, can I be clear that I'm talking about history books, not speaking for anyone else. Don't go back and doubt me."

Hearing her say this, the emperor suddenly laughed out loud, "An Ning, even if I were to doubt you, I wouldn't be suspicious of you. I'm afraid you haven't even seen the Crown Prince, right?"

Chu Qingmeng shook his head and looked at the emperor pitifully, "Uncle Emperor, can you please not punish me for discussing the succession? I, uh, was just a bitch, I was just kidding."

"Hahaha," the emperor laughed heartily, looking at Mo Chenfeng and saying, "Seventh brother, I don't blame you for wondering all day why this girl isn't your biological child. I'm also liking her even more now. I'm used to seeing the false flattery and evasive talk from all the civil and military officials in the court, but you're the first one who dares to speak frankly. Don't worry, I won't punish you. I just passed by here and came in because I heard some very strange string music. Did you hear it?"

“…” Well, life is not easy, Qing Meng has to perform to make a living.

"Yes, it's the sound of my pipa." Chu Qingmeng didn't want to admit it, but... he was the emperor after all, so he had to be a little bit humble.

"An Ning, play the music for me." The emperor picked up the tea and took another sip slowly.

Chu Qingmeng thought about it and decided to speak up in advance, "Uncle Huang, I'm not very good at learning, please don't look down on me. In ten years, I have only learned a few songs, and my teacher always scolds me for having no talent."

The emperor smiled and motioned her to start. Chu Qingmeng tuned the strings and began to play "Pipa Xing". However, this time she did not sing, she simply played a tune. At the end of the song, the emperor nodded, "This sound is like the shattering of jade at Kunshan. An Ning, you are too modest." Then he pondered for a moment and said, "My birthday will be in a while. You should go too. After all, these guys will also take their wives with them. I heard from your father that you don't like to go out now, but it's not good to be bored all the time. Just take it as a way to relax. I know you like riding horses, so you can come and go freely in my royal stables. Well, I still have something to say to your father, so you can have fun by yourselves."

Chu Qingmeng was immediately alert. "Oh my god! You're being too attentive for no reason!" But he didn't dare say anything and could only bow his head and acknowledge the emperor. After seeing the emperor off, Mu Lingxue suddenly collapsed on the bench in the pavilion. "Oh my god! Sister, you're so brave! You scared me to death! You really walked on the edge of life and death!"

Chu Qingmeng didn't care. After the fight a few days ago, she felt a little desperate. Suddenly, she felt that there was no difference between three years and three months. A trace of sadness flashed in her eyes, and she murmured softly, "What difference does it make? Am I too obsessed?"

Seeing Chu Qingmeng lost in thought, Mu Lingxue nudged her and said, "Hey! I heard that the Emperor's stables are huge. Don't you love riding horses? When this storm is over, I'll go with you and have some fun. What did you say? I didn't hear you clearly."

"Ah? Nothing." Chu Qingmeng hid his emotions and replied happily, "Okay, let's go galloping together!"

At night, Chu Qingmeng sat at his desk, a rare sight, holding a storybook in his hands. However, he didn't concentrate on reading at all. His mind was filled with the words Ling Xian's father and brother had said to him when they were in the mountains...

"does it worth?"

"The tribulations of this mortal world are but a fleeting love affair."

"My son, why bother with that for a little beast?"

"Father just doesn't want my little Jiu to get hurt."

"Well, since you insist on having your own way, then leave it to you."

"Xiaojiu, worldly matters are fleeting, don't take them to heart."

"I have finally spoiled you, and I will let you be willful once more."

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"A fleeting cloud?" Chu Qingmeng murmured softly, lowering her eyes. She had once remained unwavering, but when she realized the uncertainty of life and death, she suddenly let go. Life offered too many possibilities. If she had died in that battle, he would still have lost her. If he had died in the palace, she would still be separated from him. "If we must be separated sooner or later, what on earth am I so stubborn about?"

"Qingmeng!" Mo Liujin rushed in and hugged Chu Qingmeng. Chu Qingmeng was still immersed in her own thoughts in his arms, and she didn't come back to her senses until she felt the wetness on her neck. Then she came to her senses and raised her hands to hug him back, and asked softly, "What's wrong?"

Mo Liujin still held Chu Qingmeng tightly, his heart filled with the thought of surviving a catastrophe. After a long while, he calmed down. "Today, I was scared to death. Do you know that you walked on the brink of life and death?! I am ready to die with you."

Chu Qingmeng laughed out loud. Yes, she was worried about the wrong thing. Her stubbornness was worth it, even if it was fleeting, because neither of them would live alone without the other. She patted his back and said softly, "Your uncle is not so petty as to argue with a woman like me."