Time Travel and Love

After thinking for a moment, Chu Qingmeng thought of the anxious looks of Master Xie Qi and Master Fan Ba ​​waiting by the emperor's bedside and suddenly laughed, "There's really no need for that. With Quan Si's ability, he can get the ruthless drug, so there's no point in delaying." He restrained his smile and said seriously, "Tell Eleven to act decisively to avoid any more trouble. Let him settle the situation quickly, and we can deal with the outsiders later. I strongly remind him that a little impatience can ruin a great plan. Also, to prevent power from falling into the hands of others..." Chu Qingmeng hesitated for a moment, then laughed to himself. He had never been such a careless person. "Well, there's no need to remind him of the last sentence. You can go now."

Kui Wenzhong withdrew in response. Mo Liujin raised an eyebrow at her, the jealousy he had just suppressed now surging. He put down his brush and gripped her hand, brimming with jealousy as she ground the ink. "Madam, Eleven is my cousin. Are you overly concerned about him? I've reminded you of everything."

"..." She was acting up again. Chu Qingmeng couldn't figure out what part of her words showed concern? The more she annoyed her about their relationship, the more he had to remind her all the time?! Taking a deep breath, he said seriously, "Mo Liujin, do you really have to make me swear an oath before you'll stop?" Then he pulled out his right hand, which he was holding, and pointed to the sky with three fingers, "If I, Chu Qingmeng, have any feelings for Eleven, I will be immediately... uh huh..."

Mo Liujin raised his hand to cover her mouth, and said helplessly, "I told you not to talk nonsense. And..." Mo Liujin stood up and hugged her and whispered softly, "I am just a little jealous. Madam, do you not allow this?"

"..." Chu Qingmeng was blindfolded, otherwise she would have rolled her eyes at him. He was getting older and more crazy! She pushed him away angrily, threw down the ink stick, and sat down on the chair she had been sitting on before. She still had her legs on the chair, slumped in the chair, and closed her eyes lazily. "Hurry up and deal with your official business! Stop being annoying! You don't want to hear a word!"

Mo Liujin smiled and continued to work on his official business. Chu Qingmeng, however, slumped back in his chair for a while, feeling rather bored. He fumbled with the paper on his desk and began to fold it again. A simple boat was placed on the table, and Mo Liujin smiled. He had never seen origami before. After all, he had been born into a wealthy family, so how many of them had ever seen such a commoner toy?

It was dinner time, and Leng Feng brought in the food. The two of them finished their meal, and Mo Liujin left again. This time, he wasn't far away, just outside the main tent. A group of deputy generals and soldiers were wrestling shirtless. The noise of loud laughter reached Chu Qingmeng's ears, making her even more irritated. Chu Qingmeng loved watching this scene, but now she couldn't see it, and couldn't leave the tent. She took off her hairband, picked up a pen, and drew a turtle on the paper based on her feelings. Then, angrily, she crossed it out. Mo Liujin! He was playing by himself, without her! It was so infuriating! I won't love him anymore!

He asked Feiying to take the mask and put on the hat, and asked him to take him out. Feiying hesitated for a moment, and Chu Qingmeng replayed the scene of his escape that year. The dagger in his hand flashed accurately in front of Feiying's eyes, "Feiying, do you have a choice? Either die later or die now, you choose one."

Feiying pushed her dagger away and said, "Master, I will prepare the horse right away."

"Come back and take me directly to the stable. Are you preparing the horse because you are afraid that no one will notice me?" Chu Qingmeng directly stretched out his hand to signal him to come over with his arm. Feiying had no choice but to obey. After leaving the tent, he saw that the Third Master didn't notice this place. He exchanged a quick glance with Leng Feng and took Chu Qingmeng to the stable.

After getting on the horse, Chu Qingmeng did not let Feiying follow her, but said to the horse, "Zhuifeng, find a quiet place."

Zhuifeng snorted and obediently walked out. When he reached the camp gate, Mo Liujin was already standing there, waving his hand to signal Feiying, who had quietly followed him, to return. He then stepped forward, gently leading the horse's leash and led the way out. With Chu Qingmeng there, Zhuifeng was very obedient. The soldiers guarding the camp rubbed their eyes. Was he awake? Were they dazzled? Why did they see the general leading his guards' horses?

Noticing the silence around him, Chu Qingmeng loosened the reins and leaned over the horse's back. "Zhuifeng, can you chat with me?"

Zhuifeng snorted in response. Mo Liujin glanced sideways. This horse? Does it really understand human nature?

"I've had enough of this life. It's too brain-intensive. I'm not suited to this kind of brain-intensive work." Chu Qingmeng laughed self-deprecatingly and patted Zhuifeng's neck. "Unlike you, who just follows orders all day long. If I had died in the tomb or the snake cave back then, I probably wouldn't have so many troubles..."

Mo Liujin slowed down his pace and looked back at Chu Qingmeng silently. The disbelief and discomfort in his eyes suddenly burst out, but he didn't say anything. He wanted to hear what Chu Qingmeng would say next.

"Zhuifeng, do you think I really died in the snake cave? I just don't know? Could it be that it wasn't Chu Qingmeng who escaped from the snake cave, but Xiaojiu?" Chu Qingmeng sat up straight, stretched, and smiled. "It would be great if that were true. Why am I struggling like this now?"

(Non-text: Xie Qiye, Fan Baye, Xie Bian, Fan Wujiu, and the Black and White Impermanence.)