Time Travel and Love

Li Ziwen was stunned, and so were everyone present. Li Ziwen tried to find a trace of joking on Li Qingyun's face, but clearly, there wasn't one. Li Qingyun spoke again, "Outsiders don't know that she is my husband's biological mother. Most people think she is my father-in-law's second wife. My mother-in-law is too lazy to explain, so she lets them misunderstand. But we family members have to make it clear! Originally, I wanted to wait until my father and mother went to my father-in-law's banquet to explain. After all, you will believe it when you see my mother-in-law. But now... well..."

"Yun'er, don't you suspect she's fake?!" Li Ziwen spoke whatever came to his mind without thinking. His wife was also very helpless, and wanted to cover her mouth but was unable to do so in time.

"Fake?!" Li Qingyun laughed in anger. "Three months ago, the palace was attacked by assassins. It was my mother-in-law who hid all the women in the palace. I and my second aunt stood guard at the door to fight the enemy. Later, I blocked a knife for my husband and two hidden weapons for my uncle. I was poisoned and nearly died. If she wasn't their biological mother, who would rather die than hurt their sons?! Even if she is not their biological mother, how is she different from a biological mother in the way she loves her husband and his brothers?!"

Everyone fell silent. The carriage was ready, and Li Qingyun left the children behind and boarded the carriage herself, returning to the palace. Before leaving, Li's father told her to tell him that he would bring Li Ziwen to apologize that evening.

While Mo Liujin and his son were still outside, coaxing the "little ancestor," Li had already arrived. As soon as she entered the courtyard, she spotted them apologizing through the door. She hurried forward two steps and knelt down through the door, her voice choked with apology. "Mother, it's my brother's fault. He shouldn't have spoken foul language to you. Your daughter-in-law apologizes on my behalf," she kowtowed.

The door opened with a bang. Chu Qingmeng stopped Li who was about to kowtow for the second time and helped her up. He frowned at her red forehead, "Why are you kowtowin'? It's not your fault! And you kowtowed so hard! It's already red. If you kowtow twice more, your head will be swollen. Don't do that next time! I'm not angry, really." Then he kicked Mo Jiangqing who was standing beside him, "Don't you know how to stop her?! You don't feel sorry for your wife, do you?!"

Li's tears suddenly fell, and she hugged Chu Qingmeng and cried. Her brother had done such an excessive thing, but her mother was reluctant to let her kowtow, and she didn't blame her. Her husband and father-in-law were obviously coaxing her, but she still said she was not angry.

Seeing Li hugging her and crying, Chu Qingmeng panicked. She didn't know how to comfort anyone! She could comfort Mo Liujin, just act like a spoiled child, but she couldn't act like a spoiled child to her daughter-in-law, could she?! Then, the innocent Mo Jiangqing suffered again. Chu Qingmeng kicked him twice again, "Coax your wife! Why are you just standing there?! I have to teach you this! What's the point of you!"

Mo Jiangqing was completely stunned. His words were no match for his wife's tears. Finally, under Chu Qingmeng's pressure, he took Li away and returned to his own courtyard.

Seeing them leave, Mo Liujin smiled and came over, holding Chu Qingmeng's waist and abdomen, and brought her back to the house with one hand, "Madam, can you listen to me now?"

"Hey, Dad, do you still have time to talk to me?" Chu Qingmeng broke free from his arms in a sarcastic tone and sat back at the desk to review the files.

"Hehehe," Mo Liujin's smile was suppressed in his chest. After a long while, he managed to suppress his smile and said, "Madam, are you holding a grudge?"

"How dare I! You and your uncle, both father and son, have been trying to be my father, how dare I hold a grudge!" Chu Qingmeng snorted coldly and wrote twice with great force. The pain in his fingertips suddenly intensified, and his hand shook, causing the pen to fall onto the table.

Seeing Chu Qingmeng's hand tremble, obviously in pain, Mo Liujin suppressed his smile and took her hand to examine it carefully, frowning, "Why are your fingertips more swollen than yesterday?"

Chu Qingmeng always wore bandages during archery practice, so there were no marks left. However, the prolonged bowstringing put pressure on his fingers, causing them to become red and swollen. But Chu Qingmeng didn't intend to tell him, "My pen grip is wrong. My fingertips hurt when I write for a long time. It's been over ten years, and I can't change it. Tomorrow I'll ask Quan Si for some ointment to relieve the pain."

Mo Liujin sighed, let go of her hand, sat down at the desk, ground some ink, and picked up the pen. "You talk, I'll write, you take a break."

Seeing that he really took her words seriously, Chu Qingmeng couldn't help but feel a little guilty. Why not tell him the truth? I suddenly felt sorry for lying to him. It seemed that it wouldn't matter if he knew. Mo Liujin saw that she was beginning to lose her focus again and reluctantly urged her twice. Only then did Chu Qingmeng begin to speak. She spoke while he wrote. The two of them revised one file after another.

"Knock knock knock," Leng Feng said from outside the door, "Third Master, Lord Li has come with his son to apologize."

"Okay, I understand." Mo Liujin didn't move after responding, but looked at Chu Qingmeng and waited for her to explain the whole thing. After she finished, Mo Liujin was also a little amused. No wonder she came back so angry. She thought someone mistook her for his concubine, but it turned out that she was his son's concubine.