Time Travel and Love

Chu Qingmeng closed her eyes and felt someone approach her. The familiar feeling made her move and fall into Mo Liujin's arms. Xia Zhi was used to this and simply turned around and ignored the two of them. Quan Si couldn't stand the two of them being together at any time and anywhere, so he opened the door and rode Mo Liujin's horse back to the fifth floor. He had to prepare the medicine in advance. It was obvious that Jiu Ye wanted to keep the old emperor alive. He would report the old emperor's problem when he returned the horse to the palace that night.

Holding Chu Qingmeng in his arms, Mo Liujin felt more at ease. He was too afraid that she would get into trouble in the palace alone, but military officers were not allowed to enter the palace without being summoned. He now hated himself for choosing the path of a military officer. He gently lifted up Chu Qingmeng's hand that was resting on his chest. The fingertips were already red and swollen. Mo Liujin was distressed and didn't know what to do. He looked up and saw that only Shuangcheng was left in the carriage with his back to them. He called out softly, "Lengfeng, go find Quan Si to get some ointment to reduce the swelling. Tell him that the princess's fingers are badly swollen."

Leng Feng responded and left. When the carriage returned to the palace, Chu Qingmeng had already fallen asleep. Mo Liujin was very helpless. Ever since she recovered from the poisoning, she has been sleeping anytime and anywhere. He really admired Chu Qingmeng for one thing. She relied on hawthorn pills to survive all day long. She seldom had a normal meal every day. Even if she ate normally, she only ate a little bit. If she didn't like it, she couldn't eat it. I really didn't know how she survived for so many years. Less than a quarter of an hour after she was settled, Quan Si came. The moment Quan Si entered the door, Chu Qingmeng woke up and sat up a little weakly. Mo Liujin took the ointment from Quan Si's hand and applied it to her hand.

Quan Si stood there, waiting for Chu Qingmeng to ask questions. Mo Liujin didn't know what he was going to do, and looked at him with some confusion. Chu Qingmeng spoke, "What did you see?"

"There is no cure." Quan Si answered truthfully.

"Hmm." Chu Qingmeng calmed down and opened his eyes. "How long will it take?"

"If we don't take care of him, he can only survive for two months at most." He paused and hesitated before saying, "Even if I use all my medical skills, I can only extend his life by another two months."

Mo Liujin realized that they were talking about the emperor, so he didn't interrupt and just gently applied the medicine to Chu Qingmeng.

"Four months. That's enough." Chu Qingmeng's voice was calm and indifferent. "I'll decide whether to use the medicine after I think it through. You can go to Shuangcheng first today. Come out with me tomorrow."

All four retreated in response. Chu Qingmeng felt exhausted, her brain cells were exhausted. She begged to hold Mo Liujin, but after applying medicine to her hand, Mo Liujin grabbed her hand to prevent her from moving and pulled her into his arms. "Do you really have to intervene?"

Chu Qingmeng closed her eyes and buried her face in his chest, muttering, "From the very beginning when the siege began, I couldn't get out. The current situation is beyond our control."

Mo Liujin knew it very well in his heart, but he didn't want to admit that when Wei Fu exposed Chu Qingmeng in front of everyone, those people also included her in their plan.

"Take me to find my father." Chu Qingmeng took a deep breath, still feeling sleepy. She feared she wouldn't be able to sleep tonight. Mo Liujin nodded and picked her up, startling her. But before she could say anything, they were already at Mo Chenfeng's courtyard. Chu Qingmeng went to the study while Mo Liujin went to fetch Mo Chenfeng.

When Mo Chenfeng arrived at the study, Chu Qingmeng only bowed but didn't say anything. He looked straight at Mo Liujin, who looked puzzled. "What's wrong?"

Chu Qingmeng was embarrassed for a moment. Couldn't this guy be more self-aware? "Third brother, I want to talk to father alone."

"..."

Mo Liujin laughed out of anger, "Are you on guard against me?"

"Wait until I'm done talking to my father. It's up to him to decide whether to tell you or not. Get out now, and don't eavesdrop." Chu Qingmeng stood up and pushed Mo Liujin out. Mo Liujin reluctantly went out and sat down on the porch not far away.

"Father, have you thought about what I said a few days ago?"

After talking for nearly an hour and a half, Chu Qingmeng felt very tired physically and mentally. She hadn't used her brain as much as she had in the past few months since she entered the reincarnation path. She walked out of the room tiredly, leaving Mo Chenfeng alone in the study to ponder.

Seeing Chu Qingmeng coming out, Mo Liujin went to meet her and took her back to the yard. He thought she would lie down and sleep, but Chu Qingmeng just shook her head, washed her face to wake herself up, and was about to go to the study with a wet towel. Mo Liujin blocked the door and said, "Go to bed."

Chu Qingmeng shook his head and said weakly, "The file hasn't been reviewed yet, let's finish it first. Besides, it's too late to sleep now. I have to go out at midnight tomorrow. I can't sleep well anyway, so I might as well finish reviewing the file."

"My hand isn't healed yet. If you want to review it, I'll do it." Mo Liujin knew that if she slept too little, it would make her feel worse than if she didn't sleep at all. Previously, on the fifth floor, she'd woken up after an hour's sleep and had a severe headache. But before they could even reach the study, Mo Chenfeng had sent someone to fetch him. He told Chu Qingmeng not to review the files on her own, then took her back to the room before leaving. But as soon as he left, Chu Qingmeng went to the study to review the files.