Time Travel and Love

After taking Chu Qingmeng out of the tent, Kui Wenzhong took over and helped her, and Mo Jiangche returned to the tent again.

"Master, the Emperor has passed away. Eleventh has not yet announced the death. They've already begun revising and revising the previous arrangements. They'll probably release the news around this evening," Kui Wenzhong whispered. Wu Qing followed behind, checking to see if anyone was nearby.

"Ah."

"Eleven has decided not to let you go. They've already found someone to impersonate you." Kui Wenzhong helped her walk to a secluded place. "Master, do you want to go? If so, I can send someone to deal with the substitute."

"No need. I just hate this kind of occasion. Even if he doesn't help me find a substitute, I will use one anyway." Chu Qingmeng thought for a moment and then smiled. "But I have to go. Since he thinks I'm sitting pretty, I have to go see what the fish in the pond are doing."

Kui Wenzhong smiled gently, "Master, the rooftop view of the Hall of Supreme Harmony is quite nice, overlooking the entire palace. It's also close to the Palace of Heavenly Purity, so it's a good place to go."

"Pack up now. Tomorrow, play chess with me." Chu Qingmeng smiled meaningfully.

"Yes. I have never played chess with you before." Kui Wenzhong supported Chu Qingmeng and walked back with his smile.

"How's it going with Twelve?"

"It's been taken care of. Eleven acted swiftly, and Twelve's power was completely eradicated. He's now under house arrest."

Chu Qingmeng nodded and gestured for Wu Qing to come over and take her. "Go back and prepare first."

Wen Zhong excused himself and left. Wu Qing led Chu Qingmeng towards the main tent. When they reached the door and heard them still talking, Chu Qingmeng paused and said, "Let's find a cool place to sit for a while. Wait until they finish talking."

"Yes." Wu Qing responded and led her to a shady place. Chu Qingmeng sat down on a pile of wood under the shade of a tree. She picked up a branch and scribbled on the ground. Wu Qing sat on a slightly higher place and looked at Chu Qingmeng.

The country is so beautiful that it attracts countless heroes to compete for it.

All the past is gone, let us look at the heroes of today

Wu Qing raised his eyebrows and smiled silently. The old owner of the building really planned every step for Jiu Ye. The nails he arranged in the past could overturn the world in a moment. Not to mention that Jiu Ye wanted to help Eleven to take the throne, even if he wanted to take the throne himself, it would be easy.

"Sir, even if you can't see, the calligraphy is still so beautiful."

Chu Qingmeng smiled and erased the two lines of words.

The people in the tent talked for over an hour before dispersing. When Mo Jiangche left the tent, he saw Chu Qingmeng sitting on a pile of wood under the shade of a tree. He walked over and helped her back into the tent. "Mother, I have to go back. Would you like to go with me?"

"No, I need to go back to the fifth floor. I'll leave with Wu Qing later." He paused and said, "I don't care how you guys do things or what plans you have, but protecting your wives and children is the bottom line. Please also remind your brother from this."

Mo Jiangche laughed, "Mother, we're not children anymore. We understand. After you finish dealing with the matters on the fifth floor, go back to the palace. Grandfather has asked everyone to move back."

"Well, I may not be able to go back for the time being. Wen Zhong just reported that something happened on the fifth floor. It will probably take three or four days. I am really worried if I am not with the children. You must leave enough manpower." Chu Qingmeng reminded them again. She wanted to see if the two of them could protect their wives and children.

"Mother, don't worry. We have made mistakes before and implicated you, so why would we be so careless this time?" Mo Jiangche also made assurances again and again.

"Yeah." Chu Qingmeng had already reached the door of the big tent. After thinking for a moment, he motioned Mo Jiangche to come closer and whispered a reminder, "Remember, some things and some people may not be believed just by looking at them."

Mo Jiangche was stunned. "Mother, what does this mean?" But Chu Qingmeng squeezed his hand hard, and he nodded. "Yes, son, I remember."

After entering the tent, Mo Liujin helped her over and asked, "What happened?"

Chu Qingmeng smiled but didn't answer, "Have you discussed it with them, Ajin?"

"Well, it's settled." Mo Liujin asked her to sit down at the desk. "Jiang Che will go back and report to father. I just need to wait for father's order."

"Well, I will go back to the fifth floor to deal with some things later. I can't accompany you for the time being." Chu Qingmeng tilted his head and smiled.

Seeing her tilt her head and no outsiders in the big tent, Mo Liujin couldn't help but touch her head, "There's been a lot of things going on lately, let Wen Zhong and the others send it to you for processing, don't leave my side for now."

"Not this time." Chu Qingmeng shook his head, then hinted, "I'm not far from you."

Mo Liujin felt something was wrong when he heard this, but he couldn't put his finger on it. He could only pat her head again and said, "Then don't let those four leave you."

"Okay." Chu Qingmeng responded. The two of them stayed together for a quarter of an hour before Chu Qingmeng got up and left the camp with Wu Qing.

Back on the fifth floor, Chu Qingmeng went to Ling Xian's room first, but Wu Qing told her there was still nothing. Chu Qingmeng breathed a sigh of relief, thinking perhaps his father and brother were busy.

Quan Si prescribed a tranquilizing decoction for Chu Qingmeng, and she slept soundly that night. Meanwhile, the others were in a state of panic and anxiety.