Time Travel and Love

Mo Liujin frowned deeply. What was wrong? Was she so frightened? He didn't leave her alone on the horse again, but rode with her all the way back to the tent gate. He helped her off the horse and was about to enter the tent when Ling Xiao and the others, standing at the entrance to their own tent, laughed and said, "Zecheng, you disappeared after dinner. We were waiting for you to teach us archery. Have you forgotten?"

Chu Qingmeng was brought back to his thoughts by him and pushed Mo Liujin, "You go practice archery with them."

Kui Wenzhong stepped forward and whispered, "Master, Wuqing is here."

"..." She was going to be scolded. Chu Qingmeng just thought it was Ling Xian who sent the letter to the fifth floor to scold her.

Mo Liujin simply said "wait" to Ling Xiao, and then he wanted to continue supporting Chu Qingmeng back to the tent. Chu Qingmeng stopped, tilted his head and smiled, "Ah Jin, I'm fine now. You can go practice archery with them. Wu Qing has something to tell you."

Mo Liujin confirmed again and again that she was fine, then turned back to practice archery with Ling Xiao and the others. Wen Zhong helped Chu Qingmeng into the big tent, and Wu Qing followed behind.

"Master Jiu." Wu Qing greeted him. Chu Qingmeng gestured for him and Wen Zhong to sit down and talk. After they were seated, Wu Qing continued, "Master, the spies on the Fifteenth's side have been eliminated."

Chu Qingmeng was stunned for a moment. What?! Fifteen has such a brain?! After a moment of contemplation, he slowly spoke, "Have you found out who did this?"

"Twelve." Wu Qing's simple words made Chu Qingmeng raise an eyebrow. Oh, is there a number buried deeper than eleven?

"Have you checked the expert that Shiwu placed next to Liu Qingqing?" Chu Qingmeng supported his chin with both hands and faced the direction of Wu Qing.

"My lord, we have checked and found that the master was also the work of Twelve." Kui Wenzhong interjected.

"What about Eleven? Does he know about this?" Chu Qingmeng put down his hand, casually touched a hanging brush and started to turn it.

"Waiting for my orders, I haven't reported yet." Wu Qing replied straightforwardly.

"Is there something wrong with the nails around Fifteen?"

"There's no problem. All the spies have taken poison. Don't worry, sir. The spies aren't buried deep, so they'll be easy to clear out. But they can't find the spies."

Chu Qingmeng nodded. "Twelve cleaned out Fifteen's spies, but what about the ones around him?"

"Twelve must have thought we were Eleven's men, so even though they purged the people around them, they only eliminated two or three of our spies and most of Eleven's spies."

"Well. Report it to Eleven and let him handle it." Chu Qingmeng raised her eyebrows with interest. She didn't have time to think, so she should let Eleven handle this matter. Shouldn't he understand Twelve?

Wu Qing and Kui Wenzhong exchanged a glance before speaking hesitantly, "Master, Eleven... has arranged for someone to come over and tell you clearly that this person is both a spy and a protector."

"..."

Chu Qingmeng dropped his pen on the table, then laughed in anger, "Why would I need him to assign people to me? You four are not just decorations."

Wen Zhong lowered his head and smiled slightly, "Master, I have seen this man before. His Kung Fu surpasses Wu Qing's. I have never revealed my true abilities to Eleven. He must have thought this man was my equal."

Chu Qingmeng turned his head and smiled at Kui Wenzhong, "What's the reality?"

"He will die within ten moves." Wen Zhong replied calmly to Chu Qingmeng's question.

Chu Qingmeng laughed. That was right. The assassin who besieged the mansion was on par with Wu Qing. He couldn't even survive three moves from Wen Zhong. If he hadn't restrained his strength to save his life, Wen Zhong would have kicked him to death.

After thinking for a moment, Chu Qingmeng looked at Kui Wenzhong with a wicked smile, "Wenzhong, you have some hidden abilities. Isn't there someone else doing all the dirty work for you?"

Kui Wenzhong and Wu Qing exchanged a glance and couldn't stop smiling. Jiu Ye still had that evil sense of humor. "Master, when you smile... you look so beautiful..."

"Haha, Wen Zhong, I just like the way you praise me without any words!" Chu Qingmeng was in a good mood.

"Master, I will bring him here tomorrow." Wu Qing stood up and took his leave.

"Well, wait, there's more," Wu Qing turned around and waited for Chu Qingmeng's instructions. Chu Qingmeng smiled and said, "Ask Shuang Cheng where he bought the cakes he gave me at the palace banquet on the Wanshou Festival, and bring me a few pieces. Thanks, Qingqing~"

"..." Wu Qing gritted his teeth in disgust and uttered, "Master, please speak properly. I will take my leave."

Kui Wenzhong couldn't help but laugh, "Qingqing~". Hahaha, Jiu Ye is always so disgusting. Seeing Chu Qingmeng stand up, he also took two steps forward and helped Chu Qingmeng out of the tent.

After leaving the tent, Feiying and Lengfeng approached. According to the rules established long ago in the palace, secret guards were not required when discussing matters with people on the fifth floor. Chu Qingmeng dropped the hand that was supporting Kui Wenzhong's arm and said, "I'm going to where Ajin is practicing archery. Just help me find the way. I want to try walking there on my own."

Kui Wenzhong frowned slightly. Jiu Ye wouldn't be blind forever, so why would he do this? But he still spoke, "Forward thirty steps."

Feiying took two steps forward and stood beside Chu Qingmeng, ready to support her at any time. Since Chu Qingmeng became blind, he had tried to walk with his eyes closed, but it was not easy to maintain balance, let alone walk in a straight line.