Time Travel and Love

Mo Liujin's face wasn't looking very good either. He was actually very anxious. He had been drinking tonics every day since his injury healed, twice a day with a full dose of four. He was now drinking three times a day, just to get better quickly. "Qing Meng didn't tell me at my father's birthday party. I only realized she was blind when those hooligans went over to toast her."

Noticing Mo Chenfeng staring at him, Chu Qingmeng spoke slowly, "After the ceremony that day, I felt a little blurry, but I didn't take it seriously. It wasn't until He Qi toasted me that I suddenly lost my sight. It wasn't a life-threatening situation, but I couldn't disturb my father's birthday party."

"You kid..." Chen Siyu shook her head, her heartache evident in her words.

"Nonsense! Can a meal be bigger than your eyes?! Have you consulted the imperial physician?!" Mo Chenfeng was a little angry and scolded.

Chu Qingmeng smiled and said, "Father and Mother, the doctor has already examined it. Don't worry, it will be fine in a few days. I came here today to bring a master to those little ones."

After that, he motioned for Qin An to come out and salute. Mo Chenfeng's attention was diverted, and he ordered his servants to call people to the shooting range to test Qin An's kung fu.

Chu Qingmeng's smile never faded. "Qin An, you have to play your best and don't embarrass me. I've already said some big words."

"Don't worry, Master. These things are ingrained in me. I'm not afraid to try." Qin An's voice was also filled with laughter. Jiu Ye looked very pretty when he smiled. If those eyes were fine...

When everyone gathered at the shooting range, they found that Chu Qingmeng had a cloth covering his eyes. After some questioning and concern, they started the competition at Chu Qingmeng's urging.

Listening to the clatter of horses' hooves and the sound of arrows shooting, Chu Qingmeng turned back to Mo Liujin and said, "Ah Jin, when I get better, I want to watch you shoot arrows. The way you draw the bow and shoot arrows is really unforgettable to me."

He stroked her hair twice, his eyes full of worry, but his words were extremely gentle, "Okay. I also want Qingmeng to see me draw the bow again."

If he had been so clingy with Chu Qingmeng in the past, Mo Liuteng and the others would have started to criticize him long ago, but in Qingmeng's eyes... everyone just thought that Mo Liujin was giving her another hope.

Throughout the entire match, although Chu Qingmeng couldn't see, she could hear the occasional cheers from the people around her, and she guessed that Qin An's performance must be good. Sure enough, Qin An finally took the lead with a total of thirty arrows hitting the bull's eye. He even surpassed the seven arrows of Mo Jiangqing, the best archer among the Jiang generation. Although none of them missed the target, hitting the bull's eye with every arrow was extremely difficult, especially with a moving target.

Mo Chenfeng nodded and smiled, "Not bad, not bad! Boy, go down and grab the target, maybe you can do it?!"

"Your Majesty, I am not bragging, but I have only lost to our master once in target-grabbing. I have never lost at any other time." Qin An bowed.

"..." Chu Qingmeng silently turned around and threw himself into Mo Liujin's arms. "What a jerk you are, Qin An! I only beat you once in a dozen games, and you're still holding a grudge!"

Everyone was surprised. The younger generations didn't know who the "master" Qin An was talking about, but Mo Liufang and the others knew. They all turned around and looked at Chu Qingmeng, who wanted to bury himself in Mo Liujin's arms.

Even Mo Liujin was visibly stunned. He hadn't believed his father's words about Qing Meng drawing a bow that day; he simply thought his father had seen it wrong. But, with Qin An's kung fu, even if she was defeated, she would definitely be able to draw a bow!

Mo Jiangqing Mo Jiangche knew that Chu Qingmeng could really draw a bow, but her bow... Mo Jiangche smiled faintly. His mother's bow was very light. He carried the bow on his waist that day as if he was carrying nothing.

Chu Qingmeng, noticing that everyone was looking at her, raised her head and said weakly, "Third brother, are you going to join them in bullying a blind man like me?"

The word 'blind' really touched Mo Liujin's nerves. He raised his hand to stroke her long hair and gently scolded her, "Don't talk nonsense! Didn't Quan Si say you won't always be like this!" Then he looked up at everyone and said, "Isn't it time to grab the target next? Let's start."

Mo Chenfeng wanted to make it a little more difficult for Qin An, "Second brother, third brother, you two go too. Test his skills."

Mo Liujin hesitated. He didn't want to go. Qingmeng didn't feel safe leaving her here alone. Qingmeng nudged him to let her pass. Mo Liujin frowned and ruffled her hair. He stepped forward to take Mo Jiangche's place. He knew Qingmeng was somewhat partial to the younger one, and having him stay with her might put her at ease.

Mo Liujue, noticing his behavior, pursed his lips and smiled, "Qing Meng, whenever Third Brother encounters something concerning you, he's always attentive!"

Chu Qingmeng's face was full of questions. She didn't know what was going on until Mo Jiangche walked up to her and said, "Mother."

After hearing this greeting, Chu Qingmeng finally realized what Mo Liujue meant and smiled, "Fourth brother, I'm quite lucky. Probably no one can do what he does."

"Don't say there isn't one. Isn't there still a second brother?" Mo Liujue said with a smile, "Their styles are exactly the same. They are unworthy of the word twins."

Chu Qingmeng laughed and turned towards Mo Liujue as if he was looking at him. "Fourth brother, are you lamenting that you and fifth brother are not alike?"

Mo Liuchen continued, "How are we not alike?! We look exactly the same, okay?!"