Time Travel and Love

"People's hearts are fickle. Only by living and dying together can we have no worries." Mo Liujin looked at Chu Qingmeng beside him and couldn't help but smile bitterly. Ling Xian really thought of everything for her. The loyalty of those four men was unmatched even by the palace's secret guards. Even in such an emergency that day, they were able to distract themselves and keep an eye on her, which was a clear sign of their loyalty.

Three days later, Chu Qingmeng finally woke up.

When she opened her eyes drowsily, she saw Mo Liujin half leaning on the bed reading a book, his naked upper body wrapped in bandages. Seeing that he was still alive, Chu Qingmeng smiled slightly and closed her eyes again, reaching out and putting her hand on his lower abdomen. Only there was no bandage.

Noticing Chu Qingmeng's movements, Mo Liujin lowered his head to look at her, "Awake?"

"Yeah." Chu Qingmeng didn't open his eyes, but just responded.

"You've been sleeping for ten days. Do you still want to keep your eyes closed?" Mo Liujin put down the book and looked at her with a funny face.

"Has it been so long?" Chu Qingmeng opened his eyes. "But why am I still so tired?"

Mo Liujin's breathing slowed down when he saw her eyes. How could it be?!

"What's wrong with you?" Chu Qingmeng only saw her white hair, and she didn't know that her eyes had also changed.

She suppressed her shock and the doubts in her heart. Perhaps she herself didn't know why! She reached out and rubbed her head, saying softly, "Nothing."

Chu Qingmeng straightened up and stretched, "Ah~ It's all over! It's finally over!"

She got out of bed, changed her clothes, and sat in front of the dressing table to comb her hair. Mo Liujin raised an eyebrow, "You want to go out?"

Chu Qingmeng shook his head. "I don't want to go out. I'll just walk around the yard. I'm afraid this will scare the children in the mansion. When your injuries are almost healed, I guess you will all move out of the palace."

As soon as Chu Qingmeng finished speaking, he accidentally looked up and found his own pupils in the bronze mirror. He hurriedly put down the comb and looked closer at the bronze mirror, "How could this be..."

Seeing Chu Qingmeng's panic, Mo Liujin knew that she had guessed right. She didn't know why her pupils had turned like this, so she comforted her, "It's okay, don't be afraid. Maybe you're just too tired, that's why you're like this."

Chu Qingmeng felt a little panicked. Her inner elixir was gone, and she only had a derivative elixir from her father's inner elixir. She could only transform into a celestial fox. But she hadn't considered the consequences of her rage that day. If her true form was exposed, she was afraid...

"Mother? Are you awake?" Mo Jiangche walked in and saw Chu Qingmeng sitting at the dressing table. His voice was filled with joy. Chu Qingmeng was interrupted by him and turned to look at him. Just as she was about to speak, Mo Jiangche did something unexpected. He knelt on the ground and hugged Chu Qingmeng's waist, leaning forward and burying his face in her belly.

Chu Qingmeng was surprised for a moment, then understood his thoughts. He touched his head and coaxed him softly, "Okay, Che'er, I'm fine, aren't I? Are you scared?"

Mo Jiangche remained silent, trying not to cry out loud, but his tears wouldn't stop. He didn't really know what was wrong with him, but his father's decisive blow that day had frightened him, truly frightened him. He was afraid of becoming a motherless child again.

Chu Qingmeng patted his back gently, "It's okay, you're an adult..." After letting him hold her quietly for a while, she noticed that Mo Liujin was staring at her back and said with a smile, "Che'er, if you hold her any longer, your father will get angry."

Mo Jiangche finally calmed down, but he was too embarrassed to let them see his tears, so he wiped them onto Chu Qingmeng's clothes. Chu Qingmeng felt at a loss for words when she noticed his movements. "You're already grown up, and you're still messing around with kids!"

Looking at the tear stains on Chu Qingmeng's clothes, Mo Jiangche smiled a little embarrassedly. Chu Qingmeng was helpless. Look, a child who grows up without a mother will still be like a child no matter how old he is.

"Mother, you're awake." Mo Jiangqing came in with food.

Chu Qingmeng suddenly smiled when he saw him come in. After he put down the tray, he stood up, walked over, hugged him, and patted his back gently. "My son, I'm sorry that I couldn't grow up with you."

Mo Jiangqing was a little dazed by her hug, but she spoke softly, and the attachment to her mother that was originally buried deep in her heart seemed to be suddenly magnified several times. Mo Jiangqing raised her hand and hugged Chu Qingmeng tightly in her arms, and her eyes unconsciously turned red.

Mo Liujin raised his hand and knocked twice on the bedside, not too hard or too lightly. Then, with a sullen face, he reminded them, "They're twenty-six years old now, grown men. It's not time for them to be held in their mother's arms anymore."

Chu Qingmeng speechlessly let go of his hand. Mo Jiangqing was amused by his father's "public revenge" and held back the tears that were about to fall, but he did not let go. He looked at Mo Liujin provocatively, "Father, punish me if you want. Mother has never hugged me, and now I am just making up for it. Why are you still angry?"

Mo Jiangche couldn't help but laugh. "Big brother is really not afraid of death!" But he also picked the right time. He knew his father was injured and couldn't get out of bed. Otherwise, his father would definitely kick him out.