Time Travel and Love

"Yes." Although they felt guilty, they still had to tell the truth.

"Very good." Chu Qingmeng laughed out of anger, slapped Xia Zhi's hand away and said coldly, "The four of you go kneel outside the door for the night."

There was a flash of surprise in Xia Zhi's eyes. Was he recognized?

Seeing the surprise in Shuang Cheng's eyes, Chu Qingmeng didn't want to pay any attention to him. He pointed to the door and motioned him to go out. He walked over to the soft couch and lay down. He was very angry all night. How long had it been since he had been so angry?

Feiying and Feiling, guarding the door, were stunned when they saw the four of them kneeling in the courtyard. "Oh my god! What the hell did these four do?! The master never punishes anyone! Even for the biggest of offenses! We just stayed away because they needed to discuss something. With them around, the master would be fine. How could they be punished in just a short while?!"

This little punishment was nothing for these four men, whose martial arts were beyond measure. Punishing them was simply Chu Qingmeng's way of showing her that she couldn't make decisions without her approval. She could ignore many things, but she couldn't ignore them. These four were different from Feiying and the others. Feiying and the others were loyal to the palace. Even if their bonds were taken, their hearts were still with the palace, so naturally, she wouldn't be strict with them. But these four were specially prepared for her by her father and brother. If she couldn't control them, then she deserved death.

The brothers took turns forcing He Qi to vomit twice before letting him go. Mo Liujin had also had a bit too much, so he let his two sons go back to the west wing. Leng Feng helped him back to the east wing. However, as soon as they entered the courtyard, the master and servant were startled. Wen Zhong? Wu Qing? Shuang Cheng? Quan Si? Kneeling in the courtyard in such an orderly manner? What were they doing?

Feiying saw Mo Liujin coming back and stepped forward to help support him. He then explained, "I didn't hear what happened, but the master must be angry. This is the first time I've seen the master punish anyone since the first day I came to his side. Third Master, why don't you be more careful? The master is very angry today. Just now, I saw that she seemed to have a headache and was rubbing her head."

Mo Liujin felt dazed and a little dizzy. He uttered a weak "hmm" and said nothing more, letting them help him into the house.

The two put Mo Liujin on the bed and turned to leave. Feiying glanced at Chu Qingmeng and found that she was still lying on the couch with her eyes closed, rubbing her head. As soon as the two closed the door and left, Mo Liujin stood up from the bed and walked towards the couch in a daze. Chu Qingmeng heard him get up, but ignored him. She was still trying to process what had just happened when she was suddenly pressed down by Mo Liujin. She was startled and the point she had just finally thought of was interrupted. Before she could scold him, Mo Liujin blocked her mouth.

The kiss lasted for a whole cup of tea. Chu Qingmeng pushed him away with all her strength, feeling like she was almost out of breath. But before she could catch her breath, Mo Liujin pressed against her again, this time even grabbing her hands. Chu Qingmeng was really furious this time. The drunk Mo Liujin really pressed on her, without any control over his body. She was so heavy that she couldn't breathe. In addition, he kept kissing her, not letting her breathe. Unable to break free from his hands, Chu Qingmeng bit his lips, breaking the skin a little. Although it gave her a chance to breathe, Mo Liujin still had no intention of letting her go. One hand grabbed her two small hands, and the other big hand reached into her collar, pressing his lips against hers again.

Chu Qingmeng felt dizzy, with snowflakes flying before her eyes. Her chest felt stuffy and she subconsciously avoided his lips, calling out to him hoarsely, "Mo Liujin, I can't breathe..."

Hearing Chu Qingmeng's hoarse voice, Mo Liujin sobered up a little, gathered some strength and rolled off her. Chu Qingmeng instantly felt unblocked, and the big stone pressing on her chest was finally gone. She turned sideways and half-lay on the soft couch, greedily breathing in the air, feeling like a dying person finally alive. Just as her breathing became even, Mo Liujin grabbed Chu Qingmeng's waist and pulled her into his arms, clamping her legs between them, and his other hand reached into her clothes again. Chu Qingmeng slapped his hand hard and roared in a low voice, "Mo Liujin! Get off me!"

But the drunk Mo Liujin ignored her words and turned over her body, lowering his head to grope her chest. Chu Qingmeng, who was hurt by him, finally broke free from his hands, but he pinched her flesh again, causing her to feel pain. Chu Qingmeng was furious and raised her hand to slap Mo Liujin in the face, roaring, "What are you doing crazy?!"

Seeing Mo Liujin standing there in a daze, and then falling asleep again in a daze, Chu Qingmeng gritted his teeth and silently advised himself not to be angry with a drunkard, not to be angry with a drunkard. Then he opened the door to the study, slamming the door behind him before leaving.

Feiying and the others heard Chu Qingmeng's angry curse. When they saw her open the door and go to sleep in the study, they were dumbfounded. When did the Third Master become so arrogant? He could force his master to sleep in the study?!

Leng Feng thought to himself: Third Master, you will regret it tomorrow.