Time Travel and Love

By the time Kui Wenzhong finished reporting everything, it was already early morning and daybreak. From beginning to end, Chu Qingmeng just listened with a sneer and never said a word. But when Kui Wenzhong finished telling her about these things and waited for her to deal with them, Chu Qingmeng stopped laughing.

"Traitors, regardless of whether they have reasons or not, will be killed. Those who secretly spread the news will be killed. Spies, if you can interrogate them, then interrogate them. If you can't interrogate them, don't waste time, just kill them." Three more kill orders were issued. Kui Wenzhong looked normal. He had seen it yesterday. It was Feiying and the other two in the inner room who were shocked. It was rare to hear the word "kill" from the princess's mouth. Unless she was hurt, she would not be so cruel. Before he could think about it, Mo Liujin woke up. Leng Feng helped him up. He was about to ask where he was when he heard Chu Qingmeng's voice, " Withdraw the people watching Seventeen, and there's no need to keep such a close eye on Eighth. I've probably guessed what he's going to do. The Crown Prince has been too idle lately. How dare he covet my people? Find someone to make him know exactly how many hats he has on his head. Don't expose Tenth first, I still have some use for him! Fifteen is also a scumbag, no need to pay too much attention to him, just keep a few people around! Ha, Eleven played this trick well, openly building plank roads while secretly attacking Chencang, but I still don't know how many plank roads he built! Let someone keep an eye on Eleven to death!"

Chu Qingmeng felt like his head was about to explode. Damn it! "Another question, why were these people only cleared out now? What are those people in charge of yours doing for a living?!"

"Please forgive me, Master Jiu! I failed to discipline my subordinates, please punish me!" Kui Wenzhong and Shuang Cheng knelt down on their knees to apologize.

Chu Qingmeng rubbed his head and took a deep breath to suppress his emotions. "Get up, the four of you have been with me a lot recently, so it's understandable that you have neglected many things. But, Wenzhong," Chu Qingmeng's tone suddenly became serious, "these spies didn't enter the fifth floor overnight. Some of them are even in high positions. How to eliminate them depends on your methods. No one who has anything to do with this matter will be spared." He closed his eyes tiredly and spoke in a cold voice for the first time, "By the day after tomorrow at the latest, I want to see a clean fifth floor. Otherwise, it will no longer be a simple matter of me establishing my authority over you four."

Kui Wenzhong and Kui Shuangcheng stood below and felt that although Chu Qingmeng's eyes were calm when he looked at them, there was a hint of murderous intent.

"Yes! Master!" The two of them stood up and left the room.

Chu Qingmeng slumped down in a chair, exhausted. She was so tired, she had never been so tired before. She hated dealing with these things. It was obvious that her father and brother had given her the fifth floor to protect her, but she had completely forgotten everything she had learned! "I really am stupid. I didn't listen to a word my father and brother said. Otherwise, how could the fifth floor be like this in just a few months?"

Then, when he stood up, he suddenly saw the portrait on the wall of a nine-tailed fox taking a rest in a peach forest, and suddenly laughed out loud, "Oh, father and brother, do you want them to protect me, or are you deliberately making trouble for me? Ha, why do I feel that you are doing it on purpose? Are you so afraid that I will spend too much time on A Jin? Are you afraid that I will not be able to let her go in the end? I don't have much time to begin with, and I have to spend most of it on him to deal with trivial matters of state. Even so, father, you won't allow it? If you were worried that I wouldn't let her go, why did you let me go down the mountain in the first place? Father, I can't see you clearly..."

Chu Qingmeng shed tears silently. Father and brother, she still had some rules and could not call her senior brother "father". But after all, he raised her since she was a baby. He planned her every drink and every meal. Even her cultivation was taught by him personally. Master was more like a grandfather to her. He only pointed out the general direction for her. He was responsible for all the specific things. She remembered that he once called her softly, "My son, walk slowly and be careful not to fall." But why did she have to abide by the rules and call him "Third Senior Brother" when she grew up? He was obviously the father who raised her. Her father would not want to do that either. He only called her "Little Nine" and never called her "Junior Sister". He must have treated her as his own daughter.

Mo Liujin listened quietly. He didn't know what to do. He was confused, but he could tell she was crying, so he walked out and just held her in his arms, letting her cry. He had so many questions and so many thoughts that he couldn't sort them out. Now his mind was blank.

Seeing Mo Liujin coming out, Chu Qingmeng hurriedly wiped away her tears, but she couldn't stop crying yet. She hugged him back and said coquettishly with a smile, "Ajin. I have a headache. Can you rub my head for me?"

Mo Liujin forced himself to smile and replied softly, "Okay."

Feiying Lengfeng went outside the house to guard, and Chu Qingmeng lay on the soft couch in the inner room. Mo Liujin sat in front of her head, looking at the three thousand black hair hanging down, gently stroking it again and again, and then began to slowly massage Chu Qingmeng's head, but he opened his mouth again and again, but still could not make any sound.

Perhaps it was the first time that Chu Qingmeng felt so tired, and he could not hold on any longer. Mo Liujin just rubbed him for a few breaths, and then Chu Qingmeng began to breathe steadily.