Time Travel and Love

The emperor was extremely angry at the prince's abdication, and he had not expected that none of the normally neutral royalists would resist.

"Hahaha," the Crown Prince was a bit mentally ill. He was completely defenseless at this moment. "Father, look at the royalists you are so proud of. How come no one dares to stand up now? It's obvious that you have sat in that position for too long, and they are probably tired of it. This position needs to be replaced!"

The Crown Prince raised his hand, and a group of imperial guards took the civil officials into custody. The armored soldiers also drew their blades and pointed them at the military commanders. He continued to speak unrestrainedly to the Emperor, and with every word he spoke, the Emperor's face darkened. Finally, he had finished accusing him of dissatisfaction.

The emperor laughed out of anger, "Hahaha, this is my good son! Hahaha. It's my fault for harboring any hope for you!"

"Lucky? Hahaha, when has Your Majesty ever given your son hope? How can there be luck without hope?!" The prince seemed a little crazy. "Your Majesty, even though he is seriously ill, still hasn't forgotten his intention to depose the crown prince. Why is he pretending to be so hypocritical now?"

"Father, you'd better abdicate and let the wise man be the emperor!" The prince walked step by step on the dragon throne with a sword and an imperial edict in hand. Mo Jiangheng and others had already grasped their knives, waiting for the emperor's order to take action.

"Brother, aren't you too impatient?" Lao Ba walked in and looked at the prince with a smile.

The prince waved his hand to signal Yang Yu to stop Lao Ba, but Yang Yu just knelt down in front of Lao Ba and said, "Your Highness."

The moment Yang Yu knelt, the sounds of fighting outside the hall began again, lasting for nearly two hours. The sun had already set in the west, and Shuang Cheng gently woke Chu Qingmeng, "Master Jiu, please wake up."

Chu Qingmeng had just opened his eyes when he heard the prince's furious voice, "Yang Yu!!! How dare you betray me!!"

Chu Qingmeng was amused by him and silently cursed, "Idiot!" Shuang Cheng understood what Jiu Ye said and curled the corners of her lips and lowered her head slightly to show her agreement. Seeing Jiu Ye reaching out, Shuang Cheng took out a hawthorn pill from his pocket and handed it to her.

The Eighth Prince had the non-martial arts civil servants tied up and thrown into a corner. After he tied up the Crown Prince, the military officers in the palace suddenly rose up and took down the guards. At this time, the Eighth Prince's party also stood up. The military officers fought against each other. Chu Qingmeng raised an eyebrow. Oh, this is something interesting! Now I want a bucket of popcorn!

Chu Qingmeng couldn't help but sigh inwardly. Old Eight's people are still the most interesting. The Crown Prince? That Chunchun is just a filler! A live martial arts action movie, well, you never get tired of watching it. He tossed another hawthorn pill into his mouth.

Unfortunately, it didn't last long. Jiang Cheng came over with a man at knifepoint, "General! Tell your men to stop! Otherwise, if I move this big knife, the beauty's neck will be in danger."

Chu Qingmeng raised an eyebrow. So this is how he would use her after tying her up? All the generals under Mo Liujin had seen Chu Qingmeng before. Back when they were training in the military field, this little girl had truly won the general's heart. Everyone stopped for a moment, waiting for Mo Liujin's reaction.

"General~" The woman looked at Mo Liujin with tears in her eyes, her voice filled with pleading.

Chu Qingmeng nearly choked on her saliva and looked up at Shuang Cheng, her eyes filled with questions like, "What are you looking for? Why would I do this?" Shuang Cheng suppressed a smile and shook his head, indicating that this wasn't one of their own, but one of the Eighth Prince's men pretending to be one. Our people wouldn't be so ignorant of the Ninth Master.

Mo Jiangqing and Mo Jiangche became anxious all of a sudden. How could their mother fall into the hands of the Eighth King?

Mo Liujin was amused by her pretentious word "general" and sneered repeatedly. Before everyone could react, he kicked the knife in the hand of the imperial guard. The knife passed over Jiang Cheng's big knife and stabbed straight into her chest, and blood splattered all over the ground.

Mo Jiangqing and Mo Jiangche's eyes instantly turned red as they roared, "Father!" Even Chu Qingmeng hadn't anticipated the hint of hatred in their voices. He stood up anxiously from behind the screen. They flew over and caught Chu Qingmeng's body, panicking and unsure what to do.

Mo Liujin glanced at the two of them coldly. He couldn't even recognize his own mother. These two sons were really stupid! His generals started moving again. For a while, the sounds of fighting in the palace were heard one after another. Soon, all the imperial guards in the palace were slaughtered.

But the Eighth Prince didn't panic. Instead, he lazily leaned against the pillar, raised an eyebrow, and asked, "General, how did you recognize she was a fake? Isn't she quite similar?"

Mo Jiangqing and the others were stunned for a moment when these words came out. Was it fake? Mo Liujin smiled coldly and kindly explained to him, "My wife never calls me general except when she's playing around."

"Hahaha, that's right. I was negligent." Lao Ba laughed and waved his hand. Yang Wang brought up another woman. This time the person looked exactly like Chu Qingmeng. She had a cold expression on her face and just glanced at Mo Liujin lightly without saying a word.

This time, Mo Jiangqing and Mo Jiangche were clear-headed. No one could love their mother more than their father, so they were afraid that the person in front of them was not their mother either. Mo Liujin was so angry that he laughed. Was he not done yet? "Why do you think you can threaten me with my wife?"