Time Travel and Love

Back in her room, Chu Qingmeng unfolded the file, intending to continue grading, but suddenly thought of Concubine Liu, whom she had just mentioned. She seemed to have forgotten about her since returning, and her pen began to twiddle with her thoughts. It wasn't since she returned, but since Concubine Liu went to the Princess's Mansion. She hadn't seen her since, not even during the previous siege. Though she was a concubine, she was still Mo Liujin's biological mother. Back then, because she could leave Mo Liujin at any time, she could have chosen to confront her, but now, shouldn't she pay a visit? As expected, she still hated dealing with such matters! But why hadn't Mo Liujin warned her? Honestly, she didn't want to go. Her feelings for Chen Siyu were deeper than for this "real mother-in-law." Chu Qingmeng suddenly laughed at the thought. Damn, are mothers-in-law and daughters-in-law natural enemies? Why couldn't she even feel a bit of affection for her? She was afraid she didn't like him, either.

Mo Liujin pushed the door open and saw Chu Qingmeng smiling to herself. The pen in her hand was twirling smoothly as if she were practicing a set of stick techniques. He raised an eyebrow and stood beside her and whispered, "What's wrong? Is seeing through the worldly world making you so happy?"

Chu Qingmeng looked up at him and put down the pen in his hand. "Third brother, since I came back, it seems that you have never mentioned Aunt Liu in front of me once."

Mo Liujin was stunned, then suddenly chuckled, touched her head and said softly, "Do you have to call me Third Brother today?"

Chu Qingmeng was speechless and laughed out loud, "Your family really has a history of not being able to grasp the key points."

"I don't mention my mother because you don't have to pay your respects to her." Mo Liujin pulled her up and held her in his arms, staggering towards the soft couch, explaining as he walked, "After you left, I held your tablet and paid my respects to you. Although it was a bit sloppy, you are still my legal wife, the legal wife listed in the family tree. The only people you need to pay your respects to are my father and my stepmother, not to mention that you married me as a princess. So, as for my mother, whether you want to see her or not is entirely up to your mood. In terms of seniority, she needs to bow to you. In terms of age, you can't discuss it with her, because although I am her biological son, I was raised by my stepmother. So, you only need to discuss seniority with my mother."

Chu Qingmeng was a little confused. In fact, she didn't quite understand what was said, but it could be summed up in one sentence: whether to see Concubine Liu or not depended entirely on her mood. Since it all depended on her mood, then... "Third brother, then I won't go to see her, okay?"

Seeing the playful smile in Chu Qingmeng's eyes, Mo Liujin finally felt relieved. He had been frightened by the brothers' constant barking. He just held her but unconsciously bent down and kissed her long hair non-stop. He didn't know what was wrong. He had recently been enjoying sticking to Chu Qingmeng and smelling her scent. It seemed that her scent was always special. Even though he was being intimate with her, he didn't stop himself from correcting her, "Qingmeng, call me husband, not Third Brother."

"Pfft." Chu Qingmeng laughed out loud, with a hint of mockery in his eyes. "Today I suddenly felt that calling you Third Brother is a good idea, just like when we first met. I'll follow Wushuang and call you that. I don't know when I started calling you Ah Jin. Why don't I just go back to calling you Third Brother from now on?"

"No. I started calling you Ajin after the day you avoided us after my mother came looking for you. I chased you and wanted to be with you, but you said to me, 'Ajin, I'm so tired, I really need to rest.' You don't know that day, it hurt to breathe. I heard the fatigue in your words, a fatigue that you had never felt before. I was scared to death, trying hard to figure out where I went wrong to make you suddenly so cold to me. But it turned out to be because of my mother." Mo Liujin hugged her tightly, lowered his head and rubbed her long hair again, helping her recall the past. "After I learned what my mother had done, I wanted to die immediately to make amends for you. I asked Lengfeng to contact Feiying, but there was no news from you for three whole days. Since then, I knew that you didn't want me anymore, you really didn't want me..."

Chu Qingmeng was stunned by the immense sense of grievance that still lingered in Mo Liujin's mind even now. Why did he sound so aggrieved? Wasn't he? Who was being wronged? Looking up at his towering figure, which completely obscured his own, Chu Qingmeng scoffed. He looked like a large, furry dog ​​that had been wronged. She hugged him back lightly, "Alright, let go. I haven't finished grading the files yet. You guys have already delayed me for over an hour. If you delay any further, I don't know when I'll be able to sleep tonight."

Mo Liujin nodded and let her go, then took a book and sat beside her. It wasn't until midnight that Chu Qingmeng finally finished. Rubbing her aching arm, she remembered she hadn't applied the medicine Quan Si had given her yet. She called out to Mo Liujin twice, only to find he seemed lost in his book, completely absorbed. She shook him awake, letting him apply the medicine, and then they went to rest. But when Chu Qingmeng fell asleep, Mo Liujin quietly got up...