Time Travel and Love

The two brothers glanced at Mo Liujin. "Father, when did you become capable of this? How could you make Mother admit her mistakes?"

Mo Liufang was dazed for a moment as he watched Chu Qingmeng chuckle. Then he came to his senses and chuckled along with her, "Third brother, are you refusing to accept your age? We're all this age now, we're not those young boys anymore."

Chu Qingmeng couldn't help but smile as he looked at Mo Liufang and said, "When I came back, my grandchildren didn't recognize me, so Xun'er's calls of "Fairy Sister" and "Grandfather" really irritated Ajin."

Seeing her happy smile, Mo Liufang shook his head helplessly, his emotions mixed. For so many years, he had tried to convince himself to let her go, but he realized he had overestimated himself. Ever since he knew she was back, he still longed to speak to her every day, even if it was just from a distance. But she was the third brother's wife now, and he couldn't cause her any more trouble. Rumors and gossip always hurt the woman in the end. Standing back and watching her happy was the biggest act of letting go he could do.

Chu Qingmeng raised his hand and pulled Mo Liujin's sleeve. "You don't have to have any feelings towards Jingming. His life is still in my hands. Even if he rebels, he can't pose a threat to me."

"Yeah." Mo Liujin didn't ask any more questions. After all, Mo Liufang was there, and he didn't want Qing Meng's affairs to be exposed too much in front of him.

Faced with their intimacy, Mo Liufang simply tilted his head slightly and averted his gaze. However, his gaze caught the pink jade hairpin on the dressing table. That pattern? He frowned, glanced at Mo Liujin, and said nothing more.

Leng Feng knocked on the door and said, "Prince, Third Master, Second Young Master, the old prince wants to see you."

Several people stood up and left. Mo Liujin frowned and warned, "I'll be back soon. Don't let your mind wander. If you're tired, go to sleep. Don't force yourself. We haven't had lunch yet. If you're hungry, ask Chunhe to prepare some food. Don't go out! Do you hear me?"

Chu Qingmeng was speechless when Mo Liujin told her not to go out whenever he left these past two days. She rolled her eyes at him and said, "Go away. I don't have any plans to go out today."

Chun and Xiazhi were watching her from inside the house, while the others outside had already taken their positions. As long as Mo Liujin left the yard, no one else was allowed to enter or leave.

Mo Liufang looked at Mo Liujin's behavior with some confusion. Qingmeng didn't look that serious. After they walked out of the yard, he spoke, "Third brother, are you too nervous?"

Mo Liujin gave a bitter laugh, "How could she possibly listen to my advice? If she had really been honest and self-disciplined, why would I have done this?"

After Mo Liujin and the others left, Chu Qingmeng sent Chunhe out to make porridge for her. "Shuangcheng, call Jingming in."

Jing Ming just bowed when he entered. Chu Qingmeng looked at him and suddenly smiled, "Shuang Cheng, go out and wait."

"Master?!" Shuang Cheng was shocked. When had he ever betrayed his master?

"Go out and take the people away." Seeing Shuang Cheng refused to move, Chu Qingmeng smiled helplessly, "Go, I will be fine. If you don't move, I will give the order."

"Yes." Shuang Cheng left reluctantly, and looked at Jing Ming deeply before leaving.

Hearing the people outside go away, Jing Ming relaxed and sat on the edge of the bed, looking at Chu Qingmeng with a frown, "Why are you suddenly feeling unwell?"

"I'm not too sure, I've just been feeling rather sleepy lately, almost sleeping for ten hours straight. Quan Si should have checked my pulse, but everyone else is keeping quiet about it, and I still don't know what's wrong with me." Chu Qingmeng shrugged indifferently, looking at Jingming in front of him. "Maybe I've been poisoned again? Something tricky? Maybe these people are afraid I'll overthink it, so they won't tell me."

Jing Ming took Chu Qingmeng's hand and began to feel his pulse. Chu Qingmeng raised an eyebrow and said, "Sure, Old Chen, when did you learn how to feel a pulse?"

Mo Yunting's eyes flashed with surprise, and then his brows began to frown. So? Is this why they kept silent?

"What kind of poison did you take?" Chu Qingmeng asked after observing Mo Yunting's reaction. "It looks like it's quite serious."

"Nothing. Your body is too weak, and all your energy is depleted, so you are always sleepy." Mo Yunting also chose to hide it. He was afraid that she would think too much and it would be a burden to her.

"Tsk tsk tsk... Old Chen, you won't tell me the truth." Chu Qingmeng guessed from his reaction that the poison was probably stronger this time? Otherwise, why wouldn't these two dare to tell her the truth? "It doesn't matter. I'll die sooner or later. A year or two won't make a difference."

"Shut up! Don't say that again!"

Mo Yunting's sudden rebuke startled Chu Qingmeng for a moment. He had never said that about himself before. He suddenly smiled, "How did you become like those ancient people, so taboo?"

"Even if it's just one day, I want you to stay by my side for one more day." Mo Yunting touched Chu Qingmeng's head, feeling sad. "I just reunited with my little Chujiu and you want me to accept separation. Do you two, mother and daughter, really want to leave me alone? Little Chujiu, don't remind me all the time. Give me some room to escape reality."

"Stop making trouble. You have a lot of sons, right?" Chu Qingmeng did not accept his conciliatory policy.

Mo Yunting shook his head. "Only the children of Xiyue and I are my children. They are just the offspring of this body."

What a strange theory. Chu Qingmeng looked up at him. Perhaps everyone's emotions are different, and she couldn't understand him.