Time Travel and Love

"What happened to her eyes?" Ling Xiao looked up in confusion. Wasn't it just her hair that turned white? When did the eyes become white?

"I haven't seen her for more than a month. She's timid, and since she lost her sight, she can't sleep at night if I'm not around. I didn't return home for three days after the prince passed away, and she didn't sleep well either. Later, she slept for two days and one night before waking up. I haven't been home for seven or eight days, and I don't know how she'll be feeling, so I won't let her go." Mo Liujin's words were full of frankness. He was sure that Eleven would not do anything to him now, and he had also made up his mind that at worst, he would not be able to be a general.

They were silent for a moment. They had seen Mo Liujin's infatuation for so many years, and they naturally knew that now that his wife was back, he would definitely put his wife first in everything.

Seeing that everyone was silent, Mo Liujin said seriously, "Let's talk about business."

Shen Sixu was the first to react and started talking about business. Chu Qingmeng fell asleep while listening behind the screen. When Mo Liujin came in, he saw her sleeping on the bed in her light armor. With a helpless sigh, he helped her remove the light armor, leaving her only in her underwear, and then lay down to rest.

Just as he lay down, Chu Qingmeng snuggled up to him again. Mo Liujin thought for a while, then placed his hand on her Dantian and slowly injected his mana into her. Except for the fact that he still felt hot and unbearable, there were no other problems. Chu Qingmeng was still sleeping soundly. After a long time, he felt exhausted and withdrew his hand. The cracks on Qingmeng's inner elixir seemed to be shallower. Does this mean that if he did it a few more times, the cracks would disappear completely? Mo Liujin got up and wiped himself with a wet towel. He was sweating all over and couldn't lie down. He returned to the bed and hugged her to sleep.

The next day at dawn, Chu Qingmeng, half asleep and half awake, felt that Mo Liujin seemed to be getting up. She leaned against him again, reaching out to touch his chest, acting like a little girl. Mo Liujin smiled and grabbed her mischievous little hand, "We are not in the mansion now. I can't stay lying with you. Be good and sleep a little longer."

"I'm not going to sleep anymore. I better get up." Chu Qingmeng was too sleepy to open her eyes, but she still sat up. "I can't wear that dress without you."

"I'll ask Feiying to get you two sets of everyday men's clothes. Don't wear this. Aren't you afraid of the heat?"

"Yeah." She responded with her eyes closed without opening them. She was now used to keeping her eyes closed.

After helping her get dressed and washed, he let her sit on a chair. He packed up and left the tent to begin training with his soldiers. Chu Qingmeng continued to doze off on the table, but was soon awakened by the sound of training. He opened his eyes and found that his vision seemed to be less blurry. He stretched out his hand and looked at it. He found that he could see the outline of his hand, but it was very blurry. Huh? Why did it suddenly get better? Before, he could only vaguely see light and shadows and the general position of people, but now he could make out the general appearance of people very vaguely.

"Master." Kui Wenzhong came in.

Chu Qingmeng raised his head and looked at Kui Wenzhong. Hmm, he could really see his general appearance clearly. He looked like he was 500 or 600 degrees nearsighted without glasses. "What's the matter?"

Kui Wenzhong took out the hairpin and said, "Master, this is the hairpin that Eleven gave you. He said it was supposed to be delivered to you along with the secret stake token, but the craftsman finished it a few days late."

"Hmm?" Chu Qingmeng was surprised. Did he guess that she knew his identity? And how could she not have guessed it with such an obvious hint? She just thought that as long as they didn't say it, they could just pretend it didn't exist? Chu Qingmeng smiled. He had his way of getting along, and she had hers. "Is it the clouds, the moon, and the lotus?"

Kui Wenzhong looked up into Chu Qingmeng's eyes and asked, "Can you see now?"

"I guessed." Chu Qingmeng knew Eleven too well. "Give it to me."

Kui Wenzhong handed it to her. Chu Qingmeng took the hairpin and put it up her hair. Seeing that Kui Wenzhong did not leave, she turned her head and asked, "Anything else?"

"Yes, I didn't finish what I said yesterday." Kui Wenzhong was quite embarrassed, but he still said, "Master, Eleventh asked me to remind you yesterday not to put yourself in danger again. He doesn't want to do the same thing as Tenth a second time. He will find a reason himself. He doesn't need me to risk my life to find one for him."

Chu Qingmeng lowered his eyes and smiled, "Well, I understand."

"Also, Eleven sent someone to tell you this morning to stay in the barracks and do whatever you want. Just have fun. He'll take care of everything. Just don't leave the barracks for the time being. If you have a major event, please go back to the fifth floor. He'll find someone to pretend to be you. And don't worry about the people in the mansion. They'll be fine."

"Hmm." Chu Qingmeng laughed. Was it really that easy? He was too naive to think that hiding her would protect her. How could it be possible? Now that he was in the game, how could he escape so easily? After a moment of contemplation, he said, "How are the ministers and the people around the prince preparing?"

"My Lord, everything is ready and ready to take orders at any time." Kui Wenzhong looked at Chu Qingmeng, hesitated for a moment, and then asked, "My Lord, this is just a cooperation. Do you...really want to do this? Even on the day you forced the emperor to abdicate, you didn't use those people."

Chu Qingmeng didn't answer, but simply waved her hand, letting Wen Zhong leave. She closed her eyes and suddenly felt so tired, so exhausted. She owed him two lives; how could she ever repay him?!