Time Travel and Love

"..." Mo Liujin was amused by her sarcasm. He ran fast? Wasn't it her who pushed him to come find his father? He followed her into the house in two steps.

"Father." Chu Qingmeng was about to bow, but Mo Chenfeng raised his hand to indicate that she didn't need to bow and could just sit down. Chu Qingmeng looked around and found a corner to sit down, so that she could take a nap after finishing her conversation. Mo Chenfeng was a little amused, "Come up. What are you sitting there for?"

Chu Qingmeng once again sat in the position of the left and right guardians, and said to Mo Chenfeng with a sly smile, "Father, tonight is really lively."

Mo Chenfeng looked at her with a smirk on his face, shook his head and said, "Come on, tell me, why are you keeping me in suspense?"

"Seventeen was punished by the emperor, and Fifteen was also punished by the emperor. However, both of them were wronged and didn't even know that they were being plotted against." Chu Qingmeng started with the simplest one.

"Oh? If we don't mention seventeen, what injustice did fifteen suffer?" Mo Chenfeng looked at her with interest.

"When the tiger entered the hall, I noticed the switch was loose, so I had someone close it. I thought it was all right, but I didn't expect that the eunuch with the cover was quite loyal to his master. He risked being mauled to death by the tiger and took advantage of the opportunity to open the cage. But this tiger is also very strange." Chu Qingmeng felt a little sleepy again. She was about to lie down on the table, but she forgot to treat the wound on her arm. The pain woke her up for a moment, frowned, and sat up straight. "Although it was controlled by the flute, it didn't mean to kill. It only wanted to scare people, not kill people. Otherwise, with the morality of that beast, how could it not go crazy after biting someone and seeing blood? I can only say that the person controlling it didn't intend to use it to kill people. I say Fifteen is wronged because he got the tiger on purpose because someone else deliberately gave it to him, and someone else controlled the tiger to intimidate the emperor. Fifteen has to take this shit pot whether he wants to or not."

Mo Chenfeng laughed, "I just figured out all this before my son came in. You're really quick to react."

Chu Qingmeng shrugged and continued, "Father, don't you think the Crown Prince is too quiet tonight?"

"Yeah, I realized it. I was just talking about it."

"There's a saying that goes, 'A child who stays still is destined to cause trouble.'" Chu Qingmeng put on another wicked smile. "But the Crown Prince wasn't able to cause trouble. Someone stopped him in advance. Father, would you like to guess who that person was?"

Mo Chenfeng laughed at her description of the prince and poked her head helplessly, "The prince is forty-seven years old this year, and you say he is a child?"

When Chu Qingmeng was speechless about his family's ancestral tradition failing to grasp the key point, Mo Chenfeng spoke again, "The ones close to the prince are just those few, the third, fifth, and sixteenth."

"Eleven." Chu Qingmeng opened his mouth and made a powerful move.

The shocked brothers all looked at her.

"Impossible, Third Sister-in-law, you are wrong. Eleventh Prince has never been on good terms with the Crown Prince. He is only on good terms with Tenth Prince." Mo Liuchen immediately retorted.

Chu Qingmeng shook his head speechlessly, "What you can see is what others want you to see. Only what you can't see is the most important."

Mo Liuyuan looked at Chu Qingmeng in agreement and said, "Yes, Qingmeng is right. I always thought that Old Eleven was incompetent, but now it seems that's not the case. If what Qingmeng said is true, Old Eleven might be the one hiding."

Mo Liujin nodded, feeling that Mo Liuyuan was right. Mo Liufang frowned, still lost in thought. Mo Liujue and Mo Liuteng remained silent.

Chu Qingmeng looked at them and suddenly wanted to laugh. The brain of the entire royal family was just Old Eight, right?!

"Alright, alright, I won't keep you in suspense anymore. I'm almost dying of sleep." Chu Qingmeng couldn't help laughing. "Tenth is Eighth's man, and Eleventh followed Tenth and became Eighth's party. Eighth was the one behind the scenes. Eleventh played a trick on Eighth, saying he was in Cao's camp but his heart was with Han. Eighth is still furious! Otherwise, why do you think only Seventeen and Fifteen fell for the trick? And the Crown Prince was able to stay out of it? With Eleventh as someone who has infiltrated Eighth's inner circle, the Crown Prince has no worries about not accomplishing great things."

Chu Qing was so sleepy that she could barely open her eyes. After a long day of tossing and turning, she couldn't bear it any longer. She yawned and stood up, saying, "The last sentence is that the eighth brother deducted eleven and summoned the tenth brother to the mansion. This is all the news I received. Father, I really need to go back to sleep. I can't take it anymore."

After saying that, she staggered towards the desk. When she fell, Mo Liujin caught her and accidentally pinched her untreated wound. Chu Qingmeng woke up from her nap and her breathing paused for a moment. Mo Liujin, noticing Chu Qingmeng's sudden change of breath, immediately looked down at her, only to see her frown and quickly let go. Mo Liujin was very sure that he had not used much force, "What's wrong?"

"It's okay!" Chu Qingmeng stood up straight, pushed him away and walked out, "Mo Liujin, you are really my nemesis!"

Mo Liujin was puzzled. He hadn't provoked her, so why was he being disliked? Seeing Feiying take her away, Mo Liujin returned to his seat and the others began to discuss the arrangements again.

Chu Qingmeng returned to her room, covering her arm and asking Feiying to find medicine to bandage her. She took a look and saw several blood marks. Although shallow, some flesh was peeled off. Only the hook on the eagle claw was deeper. She had forgotten that the bleeding had stopped, but after being grabbed by Mo Liujin, she had to bandage it!