Time Travel and Love

"My daughter, come and sit down." Mo Chenfeng waved his hand, motioning her to take the main seat beside him. This made Chu Qingmeng, who was halfway through the ceremony, almost fall over. She said with a mixture of laughter and tears, "Father, please don't embarrass me. We are the only ones in the study. You can't harm me in front of all the younger generation."

She didn't want to be accused of not understanding hierarchy. The two main seats in the main hall were usually occupied by Mo Chenfeng and his wife, or by Mo Chenfeng alone. Even if there were two people sitting together, it would always be him and Mo Liufang. Mo Liujin was the third child and a concubine's son, and as his wife, it was never her turn.

"Okay, come and sit down, or your father will treat you." Mo Chenfeng replied to her with a smile, which also made the younger generations put away their dissatisfaction.

"Qingmeng, go ahead. It's okay. We are a family." Mo Liufang stood up, supported Chu Qingmeng lightly, and then he and Mo Liujin really brought her to the main seat.

Chu Qingmeng twitched her lips. This was like putting her on the fire. Whatever she wanted, she could do as she pleased. She thanked Mo Chenfeng and Mo Liufang and sat in the main seat.

Mo Liujin sat back in his seat, and Mo Jiangqing and the others stood behind him, feeling a little surprised. They knew that their grandfather valued their mother, but their mother sitting in the main seat meant that she had the power to make decisions, which was probably higher than her uncle's status.

Mo Liuyuan hadn't arrived yet, and everyone was gossiping while waiting for him. Today, He Qi also came with his three adult sons. Chu Qingmeng looked at He Qi, who was drinking tea to cover up his shock, and couldn't help but feel resentful. She stared at him with resentment. He Qi noticed it, looked up at Chu Qingmeng and asked in confusion again, "Sister? No, Third Sister-in-law, did I offend you? You looked at me like this during the two meetings, I didn't offend you, did I? Third Brother? I shouldn't have seen Third Sister-in-law recently, right?"

Mo Liujin laughed, but didn't answer and looked at Chu Qingmeng, waiting for her to explain herself.

"General He, are you busy recently?" Chu Qingmeng asked sarcastically.

"Very busy." He Qi heard her sarcasm, but couldn't figure out how he had offended her.

"I think you are not busy enough, General He. How about I arrange some more things for you to do so that you won't be bored with idleness." Chu Qingmeng gnashed his teeth in hatred.

"Qing Meng, what's wrong with you? You're so weird and full of resentment." Mo Liujue asked with a smile.

Chu Qingmeng's resentful mood shifted to Mo Liujue again, "Fourth brother, if you hadn't spoken, I would have forgotten about you. Aren't you busy lately?"

Mo Liujue was stunned for a moment, "It's okay, not too busy."

"Since you're not busy, I'll ask Eleven to find something for you to do, so you don't have to be stuck with He Qi all the time."

"Hmm?" Mo Liujue caught two key points. She asked Eleven to find her something to do? He and He Qi? Tired? Together? What kind of adjective was that?

Mo Chenfeng and the other brothers also heard the key point, but Mo Chenfeng didn't say anything. He just picked up the teacup and took a sip of tea. He had a rough guess about Qing Meng's strength, but he hadn't guessed it completely.

"Fourth brother, what did that bastard He Qi have to say to me? Why have you been pestering me these past few days?" Chu Qingmeng gave him the look of a resentful woman in a deep house, then turned to look at He Qi again. "He Qi, you bastard, you don't investigate the people you should investigate, but you keep pestering me all day long. You said I'd be ruthless to you, then you'd be in trouble, and if I didn't, then I'd be in trouble. I originally thought that if I kept you busy you'd be quiet, but in the end, you were so busy that you still had time to pester me with Fourth Brother and Sixth Brother?!"

"Cough cough cough..." He Qi choked on his tea, "Your people?!"

Mo Liujue and Mo Liuteng also looked at Chu Qingmeng as if they were struck by lightning.

"It's been more than half a month, He Qi. Out of the forty pages, you've taken up twenty of mine." Chu Qingmeng wanted to cry just thinking about it, and his resentment grew. "Today, I checked the file. It's fifty pages, and you and my fourth and sixth brothers have taken up thirty-five of mine. I'm so angry I'm gritting my teeth. I could have gotten an extra hour of sleep, but I can't be ruthless because of you three. My hair is falling out in clumps every day..."

Mo Liujin was amused by her resentment. Today he realized that Qing Meng was still the naughty Qing Meng all day long, and her dignified appearance was all pretended.

"Stop! Sister, are you serious?!" He Qi hurriedly shouted to stop her resentment.

"Qing Meng, do I have your people under my command?!" Mo Liujue frowned.

"Really? Why would I lie to you? When forcing the emperor to abdicate, I needed to know the movements of the generals so that I could make the next plan with my father. I didn't want to touch them at first, but Lao Ba and his men made too much trouble, and many of my spies were cleared out, so I touched him. I only passed on the news twice, but you were alert!" Chu Qingmeng gnashed his teeth and wanted to cry!

Mo Chenfeng laughed. No wonder Qing Meng was so resentful.

"If you three keep pestering me, I'll really get serious." Chu Qingmeng warned the three.

"Qing Meng, let's put things one way or another. I know your people are harmless to us, but you should not interfere too much in the affairs of the military camp." Mo Liujue felt a little awkward. He subconsciously believed that women should be protected rather than standing up to fight the enemy with them. This made him feel uneasy. He never understood how his third brother accepted all this.

Chu Qingmeng twitched his lips and started cursing, "Fourth Brother, you're really the type who destroys bridges after crossing them and scolds the cook after eating. If I didn't have spies, how do you think I knew about Song Lian? Do you really think I'm a god? Do you think I can tell by counting on your fingers?"