Time Travel and Love

Since this was a grand banquet for all officials, it was held directly in the square of the Hall of Supreme Harmony.

After taking her seat, Chu Qingmeng could do nothing but sit there obediently. She was blindfolded, and Mo Liujin handed the tea to her.

Eleven arrived not long after. Just as everyone stood up to pay their respects, Eleven did something that no one expected. "Princess An Ning, you don't need to pay your respects when you see me from now on."

Everyone was stunned, including Chu Qingmeng. Then he suddenly laughed, bowed slightly and replied, "An Ning, thank you, Your Majesty."

Everyone kowtowed and bowed, only Chu Qingmeng stood there with a smile.

Eleven, who was sitting on the dragon throne, took a deep look at Chu Qingmeng who was standing. Looking into her eyes, a trace of heartache flashed in his eyes. He suppressed the emotions in his heart and said, "All the nobles, please stand up."

Mo Liujin frowned slightly and helped Chu Qingmeng back to her seat. Eleventh Emperor had no legal wife, and even after ascending the throne, he hadn't been crowned empress. Therefore, he had brought a concubine of the highest rank to the banquet today. However, that concubine bore a striking resemblance to Chu Qingmeng.

This time, not only Mo Liujin and his brothers frowned, but even Mo Chenfeng frowned. Fortunately, the others were not very familiar with Chu Qingmeng, so no one noticed this problem yet.

The banquet began, and for some reason, this time there were some performances with quieter sounds, with only one person playing the instrument, and the singing and dancing were also much lowered in volume.

Chu Qingmeng heard the noise at the banquet becoming quieter and smiled softly. He knew that she was afraid of noise and that her hearing would be more acute after she became blind, so he deliberately asked someone to lower their voices.

After just over half an hour of drinking, Eleven was already tipsy, staring blankly at Chu Qingmeng without blinking. Chujiu, little Chujiu, had grown up, a grown woman. If only he had paid attention to the newly crowned Princess An Ning earlier, all this would have been saved… A tear unconsciously streamed down his cheek as he filled his heart with regret. He picked up the wine glass and emptied it in one gulp to cover up his loss of composure.

Mo Liujin's face turned pale, the cup in his hand nearly shattering. But the other party was the ruler, and he was the subject. A feeling of powerlessness and hatred washed over him. Even though Qingmeng repeatedly stated that they had no romantic feelings, Qingmeng was right, but what about Eleven?!

As if sensing Mo Liujin's bad mood, Chu Qingmeng groped and covered Mo Liujin's hand, and asked softly, "Ajin, what's wrong with you?"

He took a deep breath, suppressed his emotions, turned over and wrapped Chu Qingmeng's small hand in his palm, and half-embraced Chu Qingmeng with his other hand, "Nothing. It's just that my Qingmeng is being remembered by others again, and I'm a little unhappy."

Chu Qing was stunned for a moment, then thought of Eleven. Was Mo Liujin jealous? She smiled softly, motioning him to lower his head, and whispered in his ear, "Is Eleven looking at me? Are you angry?"

"Yeah." Mo Liujin admitted.

Chu Qingmeng's face was full of smiles. She had never seen Mo Liujin jealous, but judging from his voice, he must be very unhappy. Two hands came out from Mo Liujin's big hand, wrapped around one of his hands, and said with a smile, "Well, Jin, how about I kiss you again and make him cry?"

Mo Liujin was amused by her and gently scolded her, "Don't make trouble. Last time, it was at home and no one said anything. Now it's outside. If you make trouble, do you still want to keep your reputation?"

eleven:"……"

Throughout the entire banquet, Chu Qingmeng was coaxing Mo Liujin, while Eleven was staring at them and gritting his teeth.

Mo Chenfeng sat closest to Eleven. Seeing him staring at Chu Qingmeng, he couldn't help but frown and raise his glass to toast, "Your Majesty, this old minister toasts you. But my son and the eldest princess are too clingy. Please forgive me, Your Majesty. They have always been inseparable. I apologize to Your Majesty on their behalf."

How could Eleven not understand the meaning behind his words? He could only withdraw his gaze, raise his cup and greet Mo Chenfeng from a distance, "Uncle Emperor, you are too kind. I just envy their good relationship."

The palace banquet was halfway through. The emperor needed to leave early. When he walked over to Chu Qingmeng, he simply glanced at her eyes with a look of heartache before leaving. The emperor left, and the ministers stood up.

Mo Liujin sat back down next to Chu Qingmeng and asked, "Are you tired?"

"Some." Chu Qingmeng turned to Mo Liujin, "Can we leave now?"

"We'll have to wait another quarter of an hour. The banquet is already halfway through. The Emperor has left, and the ministers will have to wait another quarter of an hour before leaving." Mo Liujin still held Chu Qingmeng halfway in his arms, lowering his head to speak to her. Chu Qingmeng nodded, but said nothing more. The crowd of people toasting Mo Liujin quickly overwhelmed the two of them, but Mo Liujin's arm around Chu Qingmeng remained motionless, drinking with his colleagues with one hand.

Chu Qingmeng just noticed his little move and couldn't help but smile. Was he always asserting his sovereignty? This man was a little petty! Eleven didn't have that kind of interest in her!

Before the banquet was over, Chu Qingmeng couldn't hold on any longer. She was so sleepy that she couldn't open her eyes. She pushed away her colleague Mo Liujin's help and walked out. Mo Liuyuan followed with Mu Lingxue. After getting on the carriage, Mu Lingxue shook Chu Qingmeng to prevent her from falling asleep. "Chu Qingmeng! What happened to Eleven? Tell me the truth!"

"..." Chu Qingmeng was so angry that she laughed. What was she afraid of? How could they all think of something wrong?