Time Travel and Love

At night, Chu Qingmeng was bored and fiddling with the pipa Shuang Cheng had brought her. For the first time in her life, she tried to play a piece other than the ones the dean's mother had taught her. After several attempts, she still couldn't grasp a few syllables, so she began to sing softly, setting the rhythm for her pipa.

My heart is filled with longing for your green collar

Even if I don't go, why don't you send me a message?

My green jade pendant, my endless thoughts

Even if I don't go, why don't you come?

I am on the city wall.

One day without seeing you feels like three months

This time, she finally found the right syllables. However, Chu Qingmeng hadn't expected that these few words would draw Mo Liujin, who had only wanted to secretly glance at her, down. He slipped into the house, slammed the window shut with a gust of wind, and picked up Chu Qingmeng, who was sitting on the stool, and whispered in her ear, "Who said I wouldn't come?"

Chu Qingmeng was startled by him and almost screamed. When she heard his voice, she felt relieved. Mo Liujin nodded and signaled Chu Qingmeng to put down the pipa. He looked at her and smiled, "Missed me?"

Chu Qingmeng was amused by his narcissistic look. In fact, she just wanted to try a new song, who knew he was coming! But after thinking about it, she didn't explain. She put down the pipa and put her hand on his shoulder and leaned against his chest. Listening to his strong heartbeat, she closed her eyes and softly said "hmm" without saying another word.

She had only wanted to rest quietly in his arms for a while, but she had no idea that her soft "hmm" would be a fatal temptation to Mo Liujin. He gently put her down and immediately covered her lips with his. His hands were naturally not idle either, and they gently reached into her clothes. Chu Qingmeng was so scared that she pushed him away, "Stop it! If we get caught, it will be a disaster!"

"No, I'll be gentler." Mo Liujin was not willing to listen to the advice. After the quarrel, he finally heard that she thought the same way about him. How could he let her go?

"Mo Liujin!" Chu Qingmeng growled in a low voice, his voice full of warning, and his face was also full of warning.

Seeing Chu Qingmeng's warning, Mo Liujin stopped and didn't dare to move. He just bent his body and buried his head in Chu Qingmeng's neck with a feeling of grievance. He said softly with a mixture of laughter and tears, "Qingmeng, you and I are husband and wife. Why are you so caught up in these trivial matters? We have to be so cautious as if we were having an affair and afraid of being discovered."

Chu Qingmeng couldn't help but smile. He really did describe her like that! He patted his back to comfort him, "It's almost over. I want to relax a bit, too. My brain is almost exhausted."

The two of them spent half an hour together before Mo Liujin left reluctantly.

The next morning, Chu Qingmeng had just woken up when Kui Wenzhong came and said, "Master Jiu, the things you asked for are ready. Would you like to go and take a look?"

"Yeah." Chu Qingmeng simply tied her hair into a ponytail and followed Kui Wenzhong out of the villa outside the capital. But unlike the past, the person who stayed behind to disguise himself as her this time was Shuang Cheng.

Kui Wenzhong and Chu Qingmeng had only left the villa a short distance when they mounted their horses. Chu Qingmeng wore a veil to conceal his figure and face, and soon they arrived at the shooting range on the fifth floor.

The shooting range was quiet at this time. There was no one practicing with them. There were only Kui Wenzhong and Wu Qing.

"Master, can you really do it?" Wu Qing was a little unsure.

"Well, it's okay. Give it a try. I've played it before, but I'm not very good at it." Chu Qingmeng reached out to take the thing in Wu Qing's hand.

"Master, why don't you just take a look? I always feel that you can't dance with it. After all, this knife is almost as tall as you." Kui Wenzhongshi couldn't figure out how Chu Qingmeng could dance with a knife that was slightly shorter than her with her strength.

"Wen Zhong, hold back. Don't use your internal energy to try it with me. Just treat it as playing with me." Chu Qingmeng shamelessly dragged the slender Miao knife to a slightly more spacious place.

"Master Jiu, why don't you use a sword? I can teach you. It's easy to hold." Kui Wenzhong watched the knife being dragged along the ground by Chu Qingmeng. He couldn't imagine how she would be able to wield it. Forget about wielding it. He just wanted to know how Master Jiu could pull the knife out of its sheath! Even Wu Qing's knife was just a large goose-feather knife, at least it was easy to hold.

"Stop talking nonsense, try it first!" Seeing him nagging, Chu Qingmeng was speechless. He raised his toes to use the force to lift the Miao Dao that was specially made for him, kicked off the scabbard with his leg, and slashed directly at Kui Wenzhong.

Kui Wenzhong was momentarily surprised by the sword-drawing method, then dodged the incoming Miao Dao with a sideways movement. Chu Qingmeng, however, wasn't idle either, raising her hand and swiping her sword. This made Kui Wenzhong take notice and block it with her sword, though she didn't use her internal energy, nor did she unsheathe it. Chu Qingmeng's slashing and muffled swords followed in quick succession. Kui Wenzhong's sword was somewhat shorter, and without using his internal energy, he would have struggled to reach Chu Qingmeng. After all, the broadsword she held was nearly as tall as she was. It was clear that, while light, it was still too long, and Jiu Ye was struggling somewhat. He dodged the muffled sword overhead and lightly kicked at the blade of the long sword. However, without using his internal energy, he was a step too slow, and Chu Qingmeng's Miao Dao slashed down again as she spun.