Time Travel and Love

Mo Chenfeng was confused for a moment, "When did Eleven confront Qing Meng?"

Mo Liujin shook his head. "The Fifth Floor has been keeping an eye on Eleven recently, so Eleven should be dealing with the Fifth Floor, not Qing Meng. Apart from my father and I, no one knows that the master of the Fifth Floor is Qing Meng. I didn't even know before the siege of the palace last time."

Mo Chenfeng suddenly laughed, "The news from my subordinates is never as fast as that from the fifth floor. It seems I have to think about recruiting new staff."

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Chu Qingmeng, who had finally finished processing hundreds of volumes of files, finally put down her pen, but she still did not rest, and went to deal with the finishing work with Kui Wenzhong without stopping. After dealing with these odds and ends, she held a meeting with the four of them, and watched the four of them hold a meeting with the remaining loyal stewards. When she finished again, it was already midnight. Back in the house, Mo Liujin's official business had been almost dealt with. Chu Qingmeng ordered someone to bring some food. She was very hungry, having been busy all day without eating. After the two finished their meal, Chu Qingmeng said tiredly to Mo Liujin, "Ajin, I'm done. Tomorrow, we can go back home. In the future, most of the miscellaneous affairs will be handled by the four of them, and only the final summary file will be handed over to me."

Mo Liujin nodded. Seeing that she couldn't hide her tiredness at all, and her eyes were dark, he asked her to lie down and rubbed her head. He said softly, "You go to sleep first. I have some documents to deal with. When you wake up, we will go back to the palace."

Chu Qingmeng just groggily said "hmm" and fell into a deep sleep. Mo Liujin gently covered her with the quilt and turned to go to the library on the fifth floor. Since he was leaving, he decided to take the books he had found with him and read them when he got back.

But Chu Qingmeng was so exhausted that she didn't wake up until the afternoon. Even so, she still felt that she hadn't recovered. When she got on the carriage, Mo Liujin was reading a book. She felt that she was still in a daze. She lit a cigarette to wake up, but Mo Liujin took it away. "Go to sleep if you are tired. There will be nothing to do when we return to the palace."

Chu Qingmeng was speechless. Looking at Mo Liujin smoking and reading, he suddenly laughed out loud, "You are such a scoundrel now!"

After saying that, she ignored Mo Liujin's expression and rested her head on his legs with her eyes closed. In order to make her lie more comfortable, the carriage moved very slowly, and it took half an hour to reach the palace. But when they arrived at the palace, Chu Qingmeng was already fast asleep. Mo Liujin noticed her tiredness from the past few days, put down the book in his hand, and carried her back to the courtyard.

This startled the two sons who were about to go to Mo Liujin's yard to look for him. Thinking something had happened to Chu Qingmeng, they rushed over and asked, "Mother? Father, what happened to Mother?"

"Nothing. Go to the study and wait for me." Mo Liujin replied and then put Chu Qingmeng back to the room and went to the study.

"What's wrong?" Mo Liujin asked as he picked up the books that Leng Feng had brought in for him and put them on the bookshelf.

"Father, the two people who sent the things communicated with Yang Yu yesterday. It seems that they haven't seen mother for two days and they are a little anxious and restless." Mo Jiangqing frowned. He didn't understand why they were staring at his mother instead of his father.

"Oh? Are you targeting your mother?" Mo Liujin was a little surprised. Qing Meng had never appeared in the whole incident, so why would he target Qing Meng?

"Yes, father. My eldest brother and I have read the letter they sent out. It was indeed a report that they had not seen mother for two days. I just don't know why they kept targeting mother." Mo Jiangche was also confused. Normally, they should have been targeting them and their father. Even targeting their grandfather would be reasonable. Why were they targeting their mother?

Mo Liujin pondered for a long time. The only person in the Prince's Mansion who could be connected with Qingmeng was Liu Qingqing, but how could she control the people around the Prince?

Knock knock knock. Leng Feng knocked on the door and said, "Third Master, the Eleventh Prince has sent you an invitation."

Mo Liujin responded doubtfully, then stood up and left the study. "We'll talk about this later. Everyone, be alert and go back first."

He went outside and looked at the post for a long time, unable to guess what eleven meant. After a moment's contemplation, he went straight to Mo Chenfeng's study. However, when he arrived, the brothers in the room were already there. When Mo Chenfeng saw the neatly arranged post in their hands, he frowned. After several attempts at deliberation, they still couldn't figure out what he meant.

During dinner, Chu Qingmeng scoffed at Eleven's post. Couldn't he help himself? It seemed he really enjoyed the counterattack, pulling everyone in with him as a smokescreen.

"Qing Meng, what are you laughing at?" Mo Liujin put down his chopsticks and looked at her in confusion.

"Nothing." Chu Qingmeng picked up a dish with chopsticks and handed it to Li. "This should suit your taste. Try it."

Li smiled and agreed. Seeing that Chu Qingmeng didn't answer, Mo Liujin was really helpless. "Are you guarding against me?"

"Eat." Chu Qingmeng picked up another dish for him with his chopsticks. "Don't talk while eating, and don't talk while sleeping."

"..." Very good, this was the first time Chu Qingmeng had taught her the lesson of 'don't talk while eating and don't talk while sleeping'. Mo Liujin laughed in anger and stopped talking, eating by herself. After all, she had to tell him when she returned to the house!