Time Travel and Love

"However, by noon the next day, the people on the fifth floor had already found me and replaced the guards guarding the courtyard. But I couldn't leave, as it would alert the enemy." Chu Qingmeng leaned on his chest and explained softly, "I can only be out for an hour or two at most. There will be a substitute to cover for me, but if it's too long, they will come into the house to check."

"How is your injury?" Mo Liujin suddenly remembered the bloody bandage on the dressing table.

Speaking of this, Chu Qingmeng looked up at Mo Liujin with a look of resentment, "Originally, all four female doctors on the fifth floor had taken care of me, but you got drunk and strangled me, refusing to let go, and then you made me bleed, so I had to change it myself."

"I will never drink too much again." Mo Liujin frowned and looked at her arm.

Chu Qingmeng didn't take this to heart. A man saying that he doesn't drink is less reliable than saying that he doesn't go to the toilet after drinking!

"Who robbed you?" Seeing that she didn't believe him, Mo Liujin didn't say anything. As long as he knew the answer, that was enough.

Chu Qingmeng shook his head. "In short, you can't act like you know I'm fine. You should continue to be unkempt and act haggard and worn, but don't starve yourself anymore. I don't like it. If the mansion continues to be in chaos, you should continue to be in chaos too. Father knows what to do."

Mo Liujin raised an eyebrow. Was he going to skip over him and talk to his father directly? Chu Qingmeng put on a smile and raised his hand to gently stroke Mo Liujin's face. "General, you know what I like. Why do you have to go against what I like?"

Mo Liujin chuckled twice and took her hand and placed it on his waist, "Yes, my beauty loves my waist the most."

"Son-in-law. We are almost at the palace gate." Shuang Cheng reminded him.

Mo Liujin was a little reluctant to leave, so he bit her neck gently, then slipped out of the sedan chair, mounted his horse, and headed straight for the palace gate. Watching Mo Liujin leave, Quan Si felt guilty. What if Master Jiu and his son-in-law knew that he had taken the wrong incense that night? Quan Si shuddered, not daring to even think about it.

They entered the Hall of Supreme Harmony again and sat down. The eleventh prince had also come. All the ministers were surprised because the eleventh prince had been claiming to be ill and had not been out for a long time.

Today, Chu Qingmeng was still listening from behind the screen. With Eleven in attendance, the Crown Prince was remarkably quiet. Eighth Brother remained silent throughout the morning court session, intent on keeping an eye on Eleven. After listening to Eleven's explanations, Chu Qingmeng realized that Eleven's talent for governing the country was actually far superior to Eighth Brother's. It seemed she hadn't been foolish to choose Eleventh.

Eleven's performance shocked many of the royalists. Did he hide his incompetence before? Mo Chenfeng's eyes flashed with a fiery fire. Sure enough, Qing Meng had chosen a good person!

After the morning court session, Chu Qingmeng was so sleepy that he fell asleep as soon as he got into the sedan chair. Quan Si called out to him a few times, but seeing that Jiu Ye didn't respond, he lifted the curtain and took a look. Fortunately, he was just asleep. He would give the medicine to Shuang Cheng later and ask him to remind Jiu Ye to take it once every three days. It was time.

As the sedan left the palace gates, Mo Liujin tried to get in again, but this time, a disguised shadow guard intervened, forcing him back. Mo Jiangqing and Mo Jiangche also hurried over. Who was in the sedan? Who did his father always want to see? Mo Liujin could only helplessly watch the sedan go further and further away.

"Father?" Mo Jiangqing and the others looked at Mo Liujin, waiting for his answer.

"Hehehe..." Mo Chenfeng looked at Mo Liujin in a sarcastic tone and laughed twice again.

"..." Mo Liujin looked at Mo Chenfeng and for the first time, his voice turned cold, "Father, you already knew this, right?"

"I guessed it on the first day, but I just wanted to see when my stupid son would find out." Mo Chenfeng was in a good mood today. He mounted his horse and rode away.

"..." Mo Liujin suddenly wondered, how come after spending so much time with Qing Meng, his father has developed such a bad taste now? He jumped on his horse and said to his two sons, "Let's go!"

Now the only ones still confused were the two younger generations. They looked at each other with helplessness in their eyes. Their grandfather and father refused to speak. They really couldn't trust them in many things. They were obviously adults, but they were still being treated like children. Sigh...

Chu Qingmeng had just changed his clothes at his villa outside Beijing when Eleven returned. Chu Qingmeng walked out to the stone table and waved, "Eleven, let's continue yesterday's chess game."

"Have you figured out how to break the deadlock?" Eleven raised his eyebrows and walked over while fanning himself. The people who had brought Eleven back looked at each other. These two people really knew how to find joy in adversity!

"The black piece on the lower left captures." Chu Qingmeng raised a piece and placed it down. "You lose."

Eleven raised an eyebrow, "Hmm? Sure, it's the ninth day of the first lunar month. It's only been a few days, and you already know everything?"

"No venture, no gain. This move is a narrow victory." Chu Qingmeng pointed to the chess piece on the right, which was surrounded by a large area.

"Hahaha..." Eleven chuckled softly. She wasn't talking about this game at all. "Although it was a narrow victory, it was already a sure win. What a pity, I lost the whole game with just one careless move."

"Hmm..." Chu Qingmeng pondered for a moment and pointed to an inconspicuous spot in the upper left corner. "A single spark can start a prairie fire. My chess skills are still not careful enough. I always miss a few things."

Eleven picked up Chu Qingmeng's white and placed it there, "If it's not detailed enough, I'll fill it in later."