Time Travel and Love

"Hmm~" Mo Ze recalled the words on the book "On the Situation of Central China" he saw that day and said, "A man who wishes to rule the world must have great ambitions, be resourceful, have good plans, and be able to hide his weapons..."

Chu Qing practically ducked her head under the table. What the hell was she reading?! Aren't storybooks so good?! She could just read, why would she have to habitually take notes?! She even deliberately imitated the classical Chinese. If she had written anything in plain language, she wouldn't have been afraid of the child saying it. Now she just prayed he couldn't remember where he read it! She swore that from today on, she would only read storybooks! No matter how boring it was, she wouldn't touch any of Mo Liujin's books again!

"Hahaha, boy, you will have a great future! You understand all this at such a young age!" Father Li laughed heartily with a feeling of comfort, and he only hated why Mo Ze didn't have the surname Li.

Mo Liujin also laughed. Despite his young age, his words were even more impressive than Jiang Qing's.

Chu Qingmeng breathed a sigh of relief when they didn't ask about the source. Xia Zhi suddenly remembered: Wasn't this something Jiu Ye had casually written while bored and reading? He'd spent a long time pondering the words. Shuang Cheng had no idea that Chu Qingmeng wasn't pondering the words, but was trying to show off with the vocabulary she knew. She'd originally intended to show it to Mu Lingxue, but as soon as the file arrived, she'd just slipped it into her book.

"Hmph, isn't it just reciting an article? I can do that too! You haven't even memorized the whole thing yet!" Mo Zexun expressed his dissatisfaction when he saw that his grandfather and grandfather were both praising his younger brother.

"Back?" Mo Jiangqing noticed this word.

"Yes," Mo Zexun interrupted Chu Qingmeng's spellcasting without noticing her desperate look of wanting to kneel down and beg him to stop. "Yes, it's those pages tucked inside the policy paper in my grandfather's room. It's the first time I've seen such unique, small handwriting, but I found it inexplicably beautiful, so I memorized it."

Chu Qingmeng: "Child, thank you for praising my beautiful handwriting. But could you please be a little quieter now? Go play somewhere else!"

"My book?!" Mo Liujin was stunned for a moment, but when he thought of Ze Xun's words about 'unique small characters', he turned around and gave Chu Qingmeng a meaningful look. "Hmm, the Madam's surprises are indeed layered upon layer. Now, I know all the policy papers." Then he turned around, raised his glass, and smiled at Father Li, "It's probably the notes mixed in with the book my second brother gave me. I haven't read it yet, but these two guys have quick memories."

Father Li also laughed and tried to smooth things over.

After five dishes and three rounds of wine, a cold wind suddenly blew out, "Third Master, the princess. The emperor has ordered the princess to enter the palace."

Mo Liujin reacted for a moment, "Only summon the princess to the palace?"

Chu Qingmeng was even more confused. Why did you summon me to the palace?!

"Yes, Third Master. The Emperor said orally that he was tired from his illness and happened to think of the pipa played by the princess. The lingering sound was so lingering in his ears that he wanted to listen to it again." Leng Feng answered truthfully.

Listening to the pipa?! Such a leisurely and carefree time?! Chu Qingmeng lowered his head and pondered the emperor's intentions for a moment. Perhaps the emperor's real intention was not to drink.

"Go prepare the carriage. I will go to the palace with the princess." Mo Liujin frowned and was still thinking about the emperor's intention. In any case, he couldn't leave her alone in danger.

Chu Qingmeng looked at the situation in front of him and thought, "No, this is not right. The couple are gone. What's the point of this?" He pulled Mo Liujin's sleeve, motioning him to lower his head and whispering a few words. Mo Liujin frowned reluctantly and didn't let go.

Chu Qingmeng suddenly laughed and said in a frivolous tone, "Don't worry, Third Brother. No one would be so foolish as to let me die in the palace. Besides, the Emperor probably didn't summon only me to the palace."

Are you addicted to calling me Third Brother? Mo Liujin glared at Chu Qingmeng, but there was nothing he could do. "Xia Zhi, accompany your master to the palace."

"Yes, Third Master." Xia Zhi was speechless. Do you need me to tell you? I'm your own master, and I care about her life and death more than you do!

"Feiying, tell Quansi to go into the palace with me, and Feiling to go back home to get the pipa." Chu Qingmeng gave the order, turned around and apologized to everyone, motioned Mo Jiangqing to come out for a while, then looked up at Mo Liujin who was not very happy, covered his mouth with his hands and chuckled, turned around and left the banquet.

Mo Jiangqing helped her out of the yard and then asked, "Mother, what's wrong?"

"Nothing, just keep an eye on your father," Chu Qingmeng said helplessly. She knew too well that Mo Liujin would lose his temper whenever he got involved in her affairs, but this wasn't a life-threatening matter, so she couldn't ignore her son's reputation. "He'll definitely be restless once I leave, but we can't let him show his displeasure at your father-in-law's house. If that doesn't work, just end the banquet early and let him go back."

Mo Jiangqing chuckled, "Mother, you have to trust Father's acting skills. I'll just watch."

Chu Qingmeng nodded and asked him to go back, but Mo Jiangqing still sent her to the carriage before going back.

Mo Jiangqing hadn't expected his mother to be so completely right. Though Mo Liujin tried to hide it, a perpetual uneasiness permeated his eyes. In the space of half an hour, he'd already excused himself to change clothes and left twice. Mo Jiangqing was speechless. Where had his usually calm and composed father gone? Why had the words "calm and composed" seemed to have drifted further and further from his father since his mother's return? Desperate, Mo Jiangqing could only whisper to Li. After the two of them reached an agreement, Li spoke to her parents, and the feast ended.