Time Travel and Love

Chu Qingmeng smiled and turned towards Mo Chenfeng. "Father, I'm sorry. I was lazy and selfish. I just didn't want Third Brother to waste too much time on this matter. So after removing the nail that Eleven left on the fifth floor, I met with him. Everything after that was just cooperation. Since it was cooperation, he hasn't ascended the throne yet, so naturally he can't let me die before he does. Otherwise, who will be the knife in his hand?"

Mo Liuyuan's eyes nearly popped out of his head, while Mo Liujin remained calm, used to it. Besides, he knew a little bit about it. Mo Jiangqing and Mo Jiangche felt a cold sweat dripping down their backs. For so long, their mother had been manipulating the succession issue. If nothing unexpected happened, the new emperor would be single-handedly supported by their mother. How dare their mother...

Mo Chenfeng had guessed a little, but he didn't expect it to be true. However, he didn't care. The Mo family's rule was still there, and Liu Yun was much more outstanding than the others. "It doesn't matter. Everything that happened afterwards only proves that my son chose the right person. Since he became regent, I have increasingly felt that Liu Yun is truly a talent for governing the country. I feel at ease leaving the world in his hands."

Chu Qingmeng was stunned for a moment, then he patted his head and said with a smile, "Eleven is Mo Liuyun?"

For the first time, Mo Chenfeng lost his composure and his voice changed tone, "My son doesn't even know Eleven's name?!"

"You don't even know Eleven's name, yet you dare to cooperate with him?" Mo Liuyuan and Mo Liujue lost their composure and exclaimed in astonishment. This time, everyone present looked at her in unison. Even Mo Liujin froze, slowly looking down at her.

"This? Is it important?" Chu Qingmeng was surprised by their reaction. "It's just a name. Whatever he's called doesn't matter. What I value is his ability, not his name. Besides, don't you think calling him Eleven is more catchy?"

Mo Liujin sighed deeply, rubbed his temples, and explained to her, "Father, Qingmeng's mind is only sharp when it comes to matters of state, so it's normal that he can't remember Eleven's name. I can try to show you, Qingmeng, what is the name of eldest brother's fourth son?"

"..."

Chu Qingmeng was embarrassed. You have so many children, how could I remember them all?! He stubbornly guessed, "Jiang Yu?"

"The second child in my second brother's family."

"Jiang Liang?"

"The third child of the Liujue family."

"Jiang Heng?"

"Well, this time it's the eldest brother's family, but the eldest child in the eldest brother's family." Mo Liujin was completely amused by her. "Father, you see. I guess she only remembers the name now, and can't match it with the person."

"..." What a good guess. Chu Qingmeng blushed with embarrassment.

Mo Liufang and his brothers couldn't help but laugh. Mo Liufang asked, "Qingmeng, is the name Jiang Tao difficult to remember?"

“…” Chu Qingmeng silently buried herself in Mo Liujin’s chest. She could only remember the people who appeared in front of her most often.

Mo Chenfeng also smiled, "Alright, after all, Qing Meng has been away from home for so many years, it's normal that he can't remember. Go back and rest. Tomorrow is the coronation ceremony, and you still have a lot to be tired about!"

The few of them separated and returned to their respective courtyards. After they had rested enough, Mo Liujin took Chu Qingmeng to his own courtyard. "I just saw you coming out of the mansion. Why are you back now?"

Chu Qingmeng pursed his lips and didn't answer. Mo Jiangqing smiled and replied, "Mother was a little tired and didn't want to bother with any more trouble. She went back home to rest. Honestly, she nearly scared her son to death from her sleep."

Mo Jiangqing told Chu Qingmeng about what happened in the past two days. Mo Liujin looked at Chu Qingmeng and asked, "But after being away from the military camp for a day, what did you do to be so tired?"

"Let's talk about it in the house. I'm a little tired." Chu Qingmeng didn't want to talk about this in front of his son.

Mo Liujin nodded, remaining silent along the way. He separated from his son at the courtyard gate, and the two returned to the house. He helped Chu Qingmeng lie down on the couch, and only then did he let Chu Qingmeng explain.

"During those two days, my soul left my body and returned to the mountain. Father replaced my inner elixir for me." After saying that, she took off her hairband and looked up at Mo Liujin, "I can see now."

Mo Liujin looked at Chu Qingmeng's bright eyes and was immediately overjoyed. He pulled her up from where she had just laid down, held her in his arms, and looked into her eyes carefully. Chu Qingmeng laughed out loud and pinched his face, "Are you stupid, Jin?"

Mo Liujin gently kissed her closed eyes and said, "You are stupid."

"If nothing unexpected happens, I should sleep for seven or eight days, and the color of my eyes and hair will recover. But those two little bastards were afraid that I would fall asleep, so they asked Quan Siza to wake me up after just two days," Chu Qingmeng was really helpless, and she couldn't blame them.

"Can the inner elixir be exchanged?" Mo Liujin thought of this question. Does it mean that if he cultivates the inner elixir in the future, he can also exchange it with Qing Meng if she encounters problems again?

Chu Qingmeng shook his head. "No. But what's in my body isn't the inner elixir, to be exact. It's the derivative elixir. Back when we were in the mountains, my father gave me a portion of his inner elixir to help me transform earlier. That's how I became an adult."

Mo Liujin was a little shocked. He remembered that the book said that spirits needed to cultivate inner elixir before they could transform into human form. Qing Meng didn't have that? "You transformed into a human form without cultivating inner elixir?"