Time Travel and Love

Mo Jiangheng was stunned and then hesitated to speak, "Mother, interfering in other people's affairs is a taboo."

"It's okay, Wen Zhong is different." Chu Qingmeng looked at him and explained, "You're right to worry. You need to be strict with your subordinates. But I'm a little special. You'll understand why later."

"Yes. Grandmother."

"Mother, was Jingming left behind by Master?" Mo Jiangqing remained silent for a long time, then suddenly spoke out a key point.

Chu Qingmeng raised an eyebrow and glanced at him, his eyes full of admiration. "Quick reaction. So, have you guessed who Jingming belongs to?"

"To the top?" Mo Jiangqing hesitated, fearing he had guessed wrong.

"Why are you hesitating? Don't worry about saying something wrong in front of me. Just correct it later." Chu Qingmeng saw his hesitation and said, "You guessed right. Then do you know why he sent Jingming to me?"

Mo Jiangqing was silent for a moment, unsure. Mo Liujin, however, guessed what was going on and, feeling a bit jealous, gently pinched Chu Qingmeng's waist, lowering his eyes to look at her, his eyes full of the thought, "Just wait until the three of them leave."

"Checks and balances?" Mo Jiangheng finally spoke.

"That's one of them." Chu Qingmeng gave a positive answer and looked at the three of them. After waiting for a moment, seeing that they all looked unsure, he said, "You guys can just guess. Don't worry about making mistakes. Just do as we say."

"Acting as spies and nails." Mo Jiangqing hesitated for a long time before saying it. He remembered his mother saying that she had spies and nails in Uncle Eleven's place, and Uncle Eleven also had them in her place.

"Yes and no."

"Protection." Mo Jiangche stated the reason that they both found unlikely.

"This is the second one." Chu Qingmeng looked at the three of them. "Do you two think that what Che'er said is the most unlikely?"

They both nodded, "Mother, it is possible, but I think the chances are very small."

Chu Qingmeng smiled and explained, "Didn't I say that? I live and die with him. If I die, his throne will be unstable. So, he is afraid of my death. Jingming is both a protector and an assassin. With his martial arts skills, if he makes a move, I will die. But, he is definitely not a spy."

The three nodded, looking thoughtful. Mo Jiangche asked, "Mother, Dong Yue...you?"

Chu Qingmeng looked at him with a smile, "Silly son, you really don't care. I have spies all over the world. I'm not kidding you, do you understand?"

"Third Master. The prince and several masters are here." Leng Feng reported again.

"Can you still hold on?" Mo Liujin did not respond, but asked Chu Qingmeng instead.

Chu Qingmeng closed her eyes. She was indeed a little tired, and now, she hadn't figured out how to face them. Mo Liujin looked down at Chu Qingmeng nestled in his arms and smiled, "It's okay, I'll go out and take a look."

"Forget it. We'll have to face it sooner or later." Mo Liujin was about to get up and let her lean back on the cushion, but she didn't move. Instead, she used some strength to hold him down. Mo Liujin was amused by her, "Don't be childish. The younger generation is still here."

Chu Qingmeng didn't move even after being scolded by him. He just thought for a moment and said, "You should go ahead and ask them to wait. I have a few more words to say."

"Okay." Mo Liujin stood up and put her back on the cushion, then walked out the door.

"Grandmother, just now, that, uh, Wen Zhong? Are you sure about the whereabouts of Twelfth Uncle?" Mo Jiangheng was not surprised at all. In this family, the only person who could make his father wait for her, besides his grandparents, was probably his third aunt.

"Well, you can't do it right now, but you can learn to do it. When you reach your father's age, you'll be able to determine anyone's whereabouts like I do." Chu Qingmeng smiled at the three of them. "Ever since you were even born, my people have been pinned down around the princes. So, many of their trusted associates are my people."

The three of them had completely given up. Mo Jiangheng didn't know whether to laugh or cry, "Grandmother... this is too early... you couldn't have calculated this thirty years ago, could you?"

Chu Qingmeng smiled and shook his head but didn't explain further. Mo Jiangqing patted Mo Jiangheng, "Brother, calm down. Just get used to it. You'll face a lot more in the future with Mother."

"Only by looking ahead a hundred steps ahead can your journey be smoother." Chu Qingmeng said earnestly, "Life is like chess. Only the one holding the pieces can arrange the game. Some pieces may seem unimportant, but it's better to be useless than to be completely useless. Remember?"

Mo Jiangheng's admiration reached its peak at this moment. His mother was wrong, so wrong. Looking at Chu Qingmeng, he took a deep breath and said, "Yes, mother-in-law, I will remember this."

"I've got it in mind, son." The two brothers also nodded.

"Okay, it's over. Che'er, help me up," Chu Qingmeng wanted to move, but she had been sitting for too long and her waist was aching.

"Mother!" Mo Jiangche stepped forward and supported Chu Qingmeng. Seeing the pain on her face, he asked, "What's wrong with you?!"

Chu Qingmeng waved his hand, and with his help, he moved his body and sat down again. "It's nothing. Maybe I sat for too long. My waist hurts a lot. It will be fine after a while. Okay, go."

After sending the younger ones away, he leaned back on the cushion to ease the pain in his waist.