Time Travel and Love

The two brothers agreed and sent a servant to deliver the message. Mo Jiangqing immediately returned to his own courtyard, needing to change clothes before going. After playing for a while under the pavilion, Xiao Ming grew a little listless. Li excused herself and left with the wet nurse, taking the child back to the courtyard. Seeing this, Xu also rose and left. Now, mother and child were alone in the pavilion. Mo Jiangche continued to review the files, even asking Qishu to bring over the official documents. With nothing else to do, he preferred to stay by Chu Qingmeng's side.

Really bored, Chu Qingmeng turned around and asked, "Che'er, are you done?"

Mo Jiangche didn't even look up, still writing furiously, "Mother, how can it be so fast? I just finished reviewing the files, and I still have a lot of official business to do."

Okay~

No time to play with her~

She is so boring~

I simply asked someone to bring a recliner over and I lay down on it to take a nap, but I didn't expect that I would fall asleep directly.

She had a long dream. It was as if she had gained a god's perspective, floating in the air and seeing Ling Xian, dressed in white, standing on the treetops amidst the mountains and forests. However, the sky wasn't as tranquil as usual. He looked up at the sky, his face indifferent. Thunderbolt struck down. He dodged from the treetops and landed on the ground, but the thunderbolt kept chasing him, striking him again where he stood.

Bluish-white thunder...

Chu Qingmeng's memories suddenly flooded back into her mind. Was it a divine punishment? A divine punishment for violating the heavenly decree. How could it be? She wasn't dead yet, still a mortal. Even if she descended the mountain, it wouldn't bring down divine punishment. Just a moment's thought passed before the thunderbolt struck Ling Xian, the fourth one.

"Father!" Chu Qingmeng panicked. Why would there be a heavenly punishment? But her perspective was fixed. She couldn't move, and couldn't reach Ling Xian. Apart from crying in panic, she could do nothing. Fortunately, Ling Xian's cultivation wasn't strong enough to be injured by a heavenly punishment. It only caused some scratches on his skin, which didn't hinder his escape.

It seemed that because the previous heavenly punishments had not caused much impact on him, the last heavenly punishment had not yet come down, and the sky became darker and darker.

At this time, the originally clear sky of Dayu Kingdom suddenly became covered with dark clouds and heavy rain fell.

Watching the sudden heavy rain, Mo Jiangche walked over to Chu Qingmeng and wanted to wake her up and go back to the house, but he saw that her face was already covered with tears. He hurriedly tried to wake her up, "Mom, wake up, Mom, are you having a nightmare? Mom..."

The long-held thunderbolt finally struck, a crimson bolt of lightning slamming straight down. This time, Ling Xian couldn't dodge it, but he wasn't seriously injured either. He spat out a mouthful of blood. The sky gradually darkened, the dark clouds dissipated, revealing a blue sky with endless white clouds. Ling Xian simply took a deep breath, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and vanished in a puff of mist.

Chu Qingmeng also ended this God's perspective. The moment he returned to his body, he suddenly sat up and said, "Father!"

I couldn't control myself and was shaking all over. Why was there a divine punishment?

"Mother! Don't be afraid, it's just a dream." Mo Jiangche took the cloak and put it on Chu Qingmeng. Seeing that she was shaking violently, he comforted her, "It's just a dream, mother, don't worry about it. It's raining, go to sleep inside."

Chu Qingmeng couldn't hear what he said at this moment. He just stared at the rain, lost in thought. He rushed into the rain, wanting to see clearly why there was a heavenly punishment...

"Mother!" Mo Jiangche was anxious. He rushed into the rain, forcibly brought Chu Qingmeng back to the house, and asked someone to find Chunhe to change her clothes.

"master!"

"Nineth Master!"

Everyone was startled by her sudden action. Just as they were about to take action, they found that Mo Jiangche had taken her directly into the house. Only then did they all breathe a sigh of relief.

But Chu Qingmeng was still trembling after entering the house. That last heavenly punishment must have cost his father at least several hundred years of cultivation...

"Mother?" Seeing her trembling violently and pale, Mo Jiangche thought she was remembering what his father had said, that her grandparents died in front of her to save her. He was helpless and wrapped her hand in his own, asking, "Did you dream about your grandfather? Mother, don't be so sad. Grandpa wouldn't want to see you like this. Just calm down. It's just a dream. It's all over..."

He reached out and took a cup of hot tea and handed it to Chu Qingmeng. Chu Qingmeng came back to his senses and subconsciously said, "Thank you."

Mo Jiangche was amused by her, "Mother, do you want to be strangers to me?"

"Hmm?" Chu Qingmeng finally came back to his senses and forced a smile. "Just now, I was distracted. I wonder if your father will be back tonight."

Mo Jiangche held his forehead helplessly again, "Mother, Father passed away only half a day ago. He is a clan member and needs to keep vigil all night. I'm afraid he won't be back for a few days."

Chu Qingmeng was silent. Chunhe came in and helped Chu Qingmeng into the inner room to change clothes. After she was done, she sent Chunhe away but did not leave the room again. She sat in front of the dressing table in a daze.

Seeing that only Chunhe had emerged, Mo Jiangche sighed and remained silent. Someone brought the official files and sat in the outer hall for an interrogation. Kui Wenzhong and the others all stood in the corridor, wondering what had happened to her.