Time Travel and Love

Mo Liujin did not stop Mu Lingxue from shaking her. The four of them sat in the carriage waiting for her answer.

Even nestled in Mo Liujin's arms, she couldn't escape Mu Lingxue's clutches. Finally, helplessly, she could only say, "You're overthinking it! He's not looking at me! He's looking through me at someone else! If he had any inappropriate thoughts about me, he would have been struck to death by lightning long ago."

"Stop talking nonsense!" Mu Lingxue cursed. Eleven belonged to their cousin! What if something happened?! "The concubine he brought with him looks exactly like you! And he's looking at others through you! At your sister! Tell me the truth! What's going on?"

"..." Chu Qingmeng was speechless again. She was blindfolded and didn't know what was going on. Reluctantly, she shook off Mu Lingxue's shaking hand and said, "I'm telling the truth. It's not that his concubine looks like me, nor that I look like his concubine! It's just that his concubine and I look like the same person."

"Who does he look like?" Mu Lingxue asked to get to the bottom of it.

Chu Qingmeng shut up and stopped talking. He just hugged Mo Liujin tightly and no longer responded to Mu Lingxue's shaking.

"Chu Qingmeng!!" Mu Lingxue was anxious, "If you don't say anything, I'll really be angry!"

Hearing that she was really anxious, Chu Qingmeng sighed, "This is the last question I will answer for you. He is looking at Chu Xiyue through me."

This time, she sat directly in Mo Liujin's arms and hugged him, refusing to move.

Mo Liujin looked down at Chu Qingmeng in his arms and fell into deep thought. Chu Xiyue? Also surnamed Chu? Qingmeng's sister?

Mu Lingxue frowned. She had never heard Chu Qingmeng mention this name before. Mo Liuyuan frowned slightly and looked at Mo Liujin. "In the future, don't let me appear in front of him. No matter who he is looking at through me, it only means that I look too much like that person. He is trying to get to the top, and if he wants to do something, no one can stop him."

Mo Liujin nodded. No one spoke again. Chu Qingmeng found it both funny and absurd. She silently buried her face in Mo Liujin's chest, wiping away the tears that were leaking from her eyes.

When they returned to the mansion and entered their own courtyard, Chu Qingmeng jumped down from Mo Liujin's arms, took off her hairband, and walked back to the main house with his hand, "Ajin."

"Hmm?" Mo Liujin looked down at her.

"Look at me." Chu Qingmeng smiled and let go of his hand, took off her formal clothes, walked into the yard, casually combed her hair, and began to dance.

The breeze on the southern branch

Still thinking of you in my dreams

Wait till autumn to see the mountain scenery

Revisiting old acquaintances

Three or two strokes of the pen

Not for record keeping

Poetry comes to mind

All the flowers bloom but not as much as when you return

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The light green waist dances, the feast is at the end of the ninth autumn, the flying sleeves brush the clouds and rain, as graceful as orchid and green, as graceful as a flying dragon. Mo Liujin stared straight at the person dancing in the moonlight, the moonlight shining through her inner clothes. He wanted to move forward, but it was as if his feet were frozen, and he felt that he could not move. Chu Qingmeng slowly bent down with her back to him. Seeing his stunned look, she stood up sideways, ran back to him, approached him, looked up at him straight in the eyes, smiled softly, and gently stroked his Adam's apple with her hand, then hooked his belt all the way down, turned around and pulled him into the house.

Mo Liujin felt uncomfortable all over because of her behavior. He let her stroke his Adam's apple and followed her into the house, naturally becoming impatient.

But that night, I don’t know if it was Chu Qingmeng’s sudden seduction that piqued Mo Liujin’s interest, or if it was the anger he had been holding back for a long time at the banquet, but no matter how Chu Qingmeng begged for mercy, Mo Liujin didn’t let her go.

It was not until almost noon the next day that Chu Qingmeng woke up with aches all over his body. He opened his eyes but found no one in the room. Just as he was about to fall asleep again, Mo Liujin came in and asked, "Are you awake?"

"Yeah." He simply responded, but found that his voice was hoarse. He looked at Mo Liujin resentfully, turned around angrily and ignored him.

Seeing her coquettish look, Mo Liujin sat down beside the bed and said with a smile, "Little fox, your seductive skills are too high. Your husband couldn't restrain himself for a moment."

What a jerk! Chu Qingmeng cursed inwardly and closed her eyes, refusing to look at him. She'd just wanted to tease him and stop him from getting angry, but he'd nearly broken her waist. Even if he died of rage, she'd never flirt with him again!

He stretched out his hand and turned her around, then leaned over, half-closed his eyes and rubbed Chu Qingmeng's neck, sniffing her scent carefully, "Qingmeng, you are mine, always mine."

"Hmph." Chu Qingmeng tilted her head proudly and snorted back. Mo Liujin clamped her chin and kissed her gently, "Do you still want to continue? Hmm? How dare you 'hmph' me?"

"You stubborn snake! You're rebelling against Tian Gang!" Chu Qingmeng protested in a hoarse voice, "You are my pet, and I am your master."

Mo Liujin was amused by her 'dying struggle', "Master? Haha... Okay, Master, get up quickly, it's time for lunch."

They still went to the restaurant blindfolded. After sitting down, the two brothers secretly glanced at Mo Liujin's face. Seeing that he looked normal, they slowly breathed a sigh of relief. They had met Uncle Eleven's concubine yesterday. She was so similar to their mother that they were afraid that their father would quarrel with their mother.