Time Travel and Love

This time, Chu Qingmeng was deeply distressed by his crying and clearly sensed his uneasiness. He was afraid that his heart had grown cold and he no longer loved him. Ignoring his attempts, he gritted his teeth and sat up. A cold sweat instantly broke out. It hurt! How could he still walk so casually?!

Sitting up, Chu Qingmeng fumbled his way out of the bed, then knelt on the ground and held him in his arms, letting him rest his head on his shoulder. He gently stroked his head, like coaxing a child, except that this child was a little older. She smiled painfully and comforted him, "My silly son, you are really silly. Have you ever seen a mother say that she doesn't love her son anymore? I exchanged my life for you, how could I not love you? What are you afraid of? Loving you is my instinct. Can you resist your instinct? So, silly boy, put your heart in your stomach. Your mother will not stop loving you because of anything."

Mo Jiangche couldn't help but burst into tears after hearing this. God knows how scared he was when he saw Chu Qingmeng looking dumbfounded even by punishing him, especially when she was beaten and covered in blood and still pushed him away. He was afraid that she would be heartbroken and would never recognize him again. Her compensation during this period of time made him realize that his mother loved and cared for them. Since he was a child, he behaved like a little adult and never relaxed for a moment, in order to arm himself and not make himself look easy to bully. But since she came back, she has been telling them that they don't have to live so hard, and that no matter how old they are, they are still children in front of their mother. It's great to have a mother who loves him. Today, he almost lost the person who loved him with her life.

He let go of his emotions and cried freely on Chu Qingmeng's small shoulder, but Chu Qingmeng couldn't bear it. He was so big, even if he just put his head on his shoulder, he was still very heavy. He gritted his teeth and persisted for a quarter of an hour, and finally interrupted him, "Good son, can you stop crying? I can't hold it anymore..."

Mo Jiangche quickly stopped crying and left her shoulder. Only then did he realize how pale her face was. He carefully helped her lie down again, still filled with guilt. "Mother, I'm sorry..."

"Okay, I've apologized too much today." Chu Qingmeng was afraid that he was still upset, so she grabbed his hand and suddenly noticed calluses on his palm. "Che'er, I know that concubine has been with you for a long time. You are reluctant to let her go and will blame me for killing her. I can still tolerate her flattering me to win favor. But I can't tolerate her wanting to use drugs on you. Once this is started, you and your brother will sooner or later be defeated by the schemes in the harem. So, even if you hate mother today, mother must be ruthless to stop this tendency. Do you understand?"

Mo Jiangche shook his head frantically. He doted on his concubine because of her seductive tactics, but he didn't love her. Today, he only came back to the yard frequently because he was thinking about the child in her belly. How could he have known that woman would lie to him! Although it would be a pity for her to die, as long as his mother was not angry with him, he would let her die. After all, there are plenty of women, and you can have them whenever you want. He suppressed his choked sobs and tried to speak nicely, "How could a son blame his mother? I know that you love me and don't want anyone to hurt me."

Chu Qingmeng squeezed his large hand and said nothing more. She didn't know what her son was thinking, otherwise she would have jumped out of bed and beaten him to death. Mother and son chatted until the banquet ended. Mo Liujin returned to his room and found Mo Jiangche sitting on the floor beside the bed, chatting with Chu Qingmeng. He glanced at him coldly and said nothing. This was the first time in his life that he had said something nice to someone other than Chu Qingmeng, which made him feel a little aggrieved.

Mo Jiangche stood up, bowed to Mo Liujin, and was about to leave when Chu Qingmeng spoke again, "Little bastard, go back and comfort Qihua. She's the one who's suffering the most today."

"Yes, mother." Mo Jiangche agreed and left back to his own yard.

As soon as Mo Jiangche left, Chu Qingmeng began to groan and say to Mo Liujin, "Ah Jin, it hurts so much, please help me get some painkillers from the cabinet."

Mo Liujin shook his head helplessly and smiled bitterly, then gave her some painkillers. "Do you feel the pain now? What were you thinking when you punished yourself?"

"No, you don't understand," Chu Qingmeng said slowly after taking the painkillers. "I have my concerns. I didn't raise him, and the closeness we've had recently has only just improved his condition. I was really angry today, and I hit him a little too hard, killing his concubine. I was afraid he would hate me. If I punish myself, at least he won't hate me so much."

"Hate?" Mo Liujin sneered, "If he dares to hate you just because of a plaything, I will definitely beat him to death first."

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The next morning, Mo Jiangqing, Mo Jiangche, Li Shi, and Xu Shi came to Chu Qingmeng's room to greet her. Chu Qingmeng was actually quite speechless. Although she had woken up earlier these days, she couldn't get out of bed!

Li and Xu understood that their mother had used this silly incident yesterday to establish rules for the wives, concubines, and concubines in the mansion. Especially Xu, that vixen couldn't get past her, and her husband wouldn't allow her to get past him, but seeing her prostitute-like behavior made him angry! But he couldn't get rid of her either, as her husband was very partial to her.