Time Travel and Love

"..." Shuang Cheng was speechless and laughed out loud, rubbing his head helplessly. This reason was really, really great!

As soon as Mo Liujin stepped through the door, he saw Shuang Cheng's face, looking like he wanted to die. He chuckled softly and went into the inner room to change out of his official uniform. When he came out, he saw Chu Qingmeng slumped in a chair, reviewing a file. He reached out to take her pen. "Are you uncomfortable sitting like this? Let's go to the study. I have some official business to attend to. You should stay with me."

Chu Qingmeng got up and followed him to the study. He had just finished processing a few pages of the file when Leng Feng knocked on the door. "Sir, Lieutenant Generals Chen, Xing, and Liu want to see you urgently."

Before Mo Liujin could speak, the gruff voice of Lieutenant General Liu rang out from outside the house, "General, we have urgent news. We can't sit still in the front yard any longer. Please hurry up!"

"Come in." Mo Liujin didn't even raise his head.

At this time, Chu Qingmeng was looking at the files in a trance and didn't hear what they were saying at all. He was just reviewing the files on his own.

Just as Chen Shao and his companions entered the room, Ling Xiao and his companions also arrived. Mo Jiangqing and Mo Jiangche also entered the room. Everyone sat down. Just as Li Xiu was about to speak, he suddenly saw Chu Qingmeng sitting on the side of the desk, blocked by a book.

He looked up at Mo Liujin, "General, Princess..."

"It's okay. She's dealing with her own affairs. She was so engrossed that she couldn't hear what we were saying." Mo Liujin put down the pen in his hand and explained indifferently.

He didn't care, but the people present all frowned in embarrassment. Ling Xiao said, "Zecheng, what exactly is it..."

Knock knock knock. The knock on the door sounded again, but this time it was Wu Qing's voice, "Master, I have an urgent report."

"Yeah. Wait a minute." Mo Liujin responded and patted Chu Qingmeng, "Wu Qing is here."

Chu Qingmeng came back to his senses and realized that there were people sitting in the room. He looked at Mo Liujin puzzledly. Why didn't he go to the front yard? But he didn't say anything. He stood up, took the file, nodded slightly to everyone as a greeting, and walked out.

"Your men have an urgent report. Did you ask the beauty to go out and deal with it?" Ling Xiao asked Mo Liujin in confusion.

"..." Mo Liujin closed his eyes slightly. He was really talkative. "Let's talk business."

"Yes. We found something in that loophole we exploited when we were setting up our defenses earlier."

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Chu Qingmeng, who had returned to the main house, laughed in anger after hearing Wu Qing's report. Let's just say, was the late emperor's brains and heart all given to Old Eight alone? Aside from Eleven and Old Eight, everyone else abandoned their child and raised the placenta, right?

"My brother-in-law has already caught that man. You might as well talk to him and then make a decision." Wu Qing advised.

"Okay." Chu Qingmeng nodded. "How are the arrangements going for the people in the 3,000th Battalion of the Divine Machine Battalion?"

"Brother has already arranged everything, don't worry."

"Yeah. Go ahead."

"Yes." Wu Qing stood up and left.

Chu Qingmeng picked up his pen again and began to review the files. He finished them all in just an hour. He stood up, stretched, and went to sit under the pavilion to feed the fish. After all, it was late autumn, and the weather had cooled down considerably. Even the bench under the pavilion was a little cold.

"Mother." Mo Jiangli walked over and bowed.

"Sit down." Chu Qingmeng was speechless. Wasn't he coming here too often? Did he just go back to the palace and take a nap and then come here?

"Thank you, mother." Mo Jiangli had made up his mind to get close to Chu Qingmeng. Yesterday, her words, "Have no expression on your face, no likes or dislikes," had made him understand why his father had sent him to live with his aunt. Now, with the word "mother," his aunt became both a teacher and a mother. She valued affection and would teach him everything she knew.

"Jiang Li, can you play chess?" Chu Qingmeng took the tea handed to him by the servant and took a sip. It tasted better than Gaosui, but why did he still want to drink that flavor?

"Yes, my son understands a little."

"Play a round with me."

Chunhe brought the chessboard, Chu Qingmeng grabbed a handful and looked at Mo Jiangli.

"Guess the single number."

"Bazi."

Mo Jiangli placed his white piece next to Chu Qingmeng and took the black piece from Chu Qingmeng. The two began to play chess, and before long, the game reached a stalemate.

Mo Jiangli lowered his head in thought, unable to come up with a solution. However, he found Chu Qingmeng's chess style familiar, "My mother's chess style..."

"Hmm?" Chu Qingmeng put down the tea bowl in his hand. "Your father taught me how to play chess. It's not surprising that we have the same style of play."

Mo Jiangli was startled for a moment and looked at Chu Qingmeng, but she smiled gently at him and knocked on the table, "Jiang Li, always remember what I said yesterday."

Mo Jiangli nodded, putting away his surprise and regaining his composure. Chu Qingmeng finally nodded, "If you feel tired, you can drop your disguise in front of me and relax for a while, but you must behave properly in front of everyone, including your father."

"Yes, mother, I will remember it."

"Well, your father did a great job in this regard. You should learn a thing or two. When I first met him, even though he was in turmoil, he still spoke and drank with me calmly. Watch more and learn more."

Mo Jiangli felt bitter inside, and looked at Chu Qingmeng with a hint of sadness in his eyes, "Mother, my son is not loved by my father."