Time Travel and Love

"It's obviously Madam who has been disturbing my mind." Mo Liujin sat beside her and held her in his arms. He bent down and put his head on her neck, gently inhaling her scent. "Madam, this life with you is not enough. I said that I want life after life. I just need Madam to wait for me..."

"Mo Liujin, I'm not weak, am I?" Chu Qingmeng suddenly asked this question. Mo Liujin stiffened slightly, then relaxed again, gently biting her neck. "I told you, Madam, you're just tired from overthinking and not eating. Don't be so suspicious."

"I'm pregnant, right?" Chu Qingmeng noticed everyone's abnormal behavior in the past two days, and also noticed that Mo Liujin always subconsciously protected her waist. She also remembered that she forgot to take the contraceptive pills that time, and she wanted to rage against Mo Liujin.

Mo Liujin, who was leaning against her neck, paused for a moment, then opened his eyes slightly and closed them again. "No. Madam, haven't you been taking birth control pills? How could you be pregnant? What's the matter? Madam, have you come to terms with it? Do you want to have another child with me?"

"Get lost. Wish you could!" Having failed to make it explode, Chu Qingmeng didn't bother trying again. She only missed that one time, so how could it be such a coincidence? At most, she'd been poisoned by something else, and Mo Liujin didn't dare tell her. She didn't care anymore. Sooner or later, they'd all die. So what difference did six months make to her compared to three years? They'd have to be separated.

"Third Master, this is the eldest princess's medicine." Leng Feng ignored Mo Liujin's sticky behavior and put the medicine directly on the table.

Mo Liujin picked up the medicine and fed it to Chu Qingmeng mouthful by mouthful. Chu Qingmeng found it uncomfortable to drink, so he simply took the medicine bowl and drank it with gritted teeth. After putting down the medicine bowl, his facial features were almost twisted together. He picked up the tea beside him and took two big gulps. Only then did he feel much better in his mouth.

Mo Liujin looked at Chu Qingmeng being so childish and a smile appeared on his lips. You see, as long as she is not sentimental, she can still be so cute.

"Another round?" Chu Qingmeng turned his head and looked at him.

"If Madam doesn't think too much, we can play another game." Mo Liujin knew that she would feel sleepy in a quarter of an hour at most after taking the medicine, so it would be okay to play with her for a while.

Sure enough, within a quarter of an hour, Chu Qingmeng could no longer hold the chess piece and fell asleep on the chessboard. Mo Liujin got up and carried her back to the house. After settling her down, he returned to his official duties for the day. His mother's birthday was just over a month away, and after that, he would move back to his own house. Without so many rules to follow, he could relax a bit.

It was past noon when Chu Qingmeng woke up again in a daze. Mo Liujin had finished his official business and was sitting by the bed, watching her read a book.

He placed the cushions for her, then leaned over and carefully pulled her up. "It's past lunch, do you want anything to eat?"

"I'm not hungry." Chu Qingmeng shook her head. She had just finished breakfast and didn't want to eat anything else. "I want to eat hawthorn pills."

Mo Liujin nodded, stood up and went out to get it for her. Feiying glanced at Mo Liujin, then looked sideways into the room and found that Chu Qingmeng had not followed him out. Then he said softly, "Third Master, you can't eat hawthorn during pregnancy. If the master is in good health, it's okay to eat some. But now, if you eat a few, I will have to find Quan Si."

Mo Liujin was surprised. This? It can't be eaten either? He silently remembered and returned to the inner room. "Feiying has no more. Let him make some in two days."

This time, Chu Qingmeng did not cry with him as Mo Liujin had expected. She just nodded and looked at Mo Liujin without saying a word.

"What's wrong? You've been staring at me." Mo Liujin sat back on the bed with a book in his hand, but his eyes met hers.

"Ajin looks very pretty when he reads."

Mo Liujin laughed, "Madam has been very sweet-talking lately."

"Really?" Chu Qingmeng couldn't hide the sleepiness in his eyes, but he still forced himself to play with Mo Liujin, "Maybe it was because of the beauty in front of me? I couldn't resist the temptation."

Mo Liujin shook his head and smiled, then lowered his head to look at the book, but he said, "As my husband gets older, my wife loves to tease him more and more."

Chu Qingmeng grabbed his other hand and played with it, looking up at him reading. "A gentleman has a profound interest, is humble and courteous, and has talent. He is knowledgeable and well-versed in all aspects of literature and history."

Mo Liujin's smile did not diminish. "Madam, if you praise me too much, I will feel flattered."

Chu Qingmeng laughed. It was not in vain that he endorsed the book. This person was fooled into thinking he was floating in the air.

"Knock knock knock," Mo Jiangqing's voice came, "Father, is Mother awake?"

"Well, come in." Mo Liujin responded.

The two brothers entered the house and greeted each other. Seeing that Chu Qingmeng seemed to be feeling better, they didn't dare to say anything. So Mo Jiangche spoke first, "Mother, I have finished reading the books from the past few days. Do you have any other books?"

"..." Chu Qingmeng looked at Mo Jiangche seriously and said, "As for the art of war, you should ask your father, not me."

"Mother, I've read it too. It's indeed more detailed than the previous military books. We've all read the military books from father, and there's really nothing new about them." Mo Jiangqing also echoed Mo Jiangche.

"Son, I have a lot of storybooks here, would you like to read them?" Chu Qingmeng said helplessly.

"Madam, a concubine is called 'little lady', and a son is called 'mother'. A wife is called 'mother'. Of course, most people don't have concubines, so the distinction wouldn't be so clear." Mo Liujin corrected her self-proclaimed name.

Chu Qingmeng looked at him. Was that so? He had always only addressed Concubine Liu as "mother," and the old princess as "mother"? As if guessing what Chu Qingmeng was thinking, Mo Liujin sighed and explained again, "I cannot be a mother. According to etiquette and law, my legitimate mother and I are mother and son."