Time Travel and Love

"Reporting to the Third Master, there were some problems in the Dark Guard Camp and I was called back to deal with it, but as soon as I came back..." Leng Feng didn't continue.

"Where are the secret guards in the mansion?"

"That woman brought some 'rats' into the mansion, and the secret guards went to deal with them." Leng Feng was in a difficult situation. He couldn't control the Shadow Guards and Qianning Guards, but they guaranteed the safety of the masters in the mansion, so he could only send his secret guards to solve the problem. But what he didn't expect was that the Shadow Guards and Qianning Guards really didn't care about their own masters.

Mo Liujin frowned and looked at Mo Jiangqing, "What did the Qianning Guard say?"

"The Qianning Guards were not there that day." Mo Jiangqing shook his head. "The Three Kings' men attacked the Qianji Pavilion's information network, and all those outside were transferred back to the Qianji Pavilion by Qin Feng."

"So, only the shadow guard was there that day?" Mo Liujin looked at Chu Qingmeng with some confusion. Could it be that Qingmeng really did it on purpose? "Leng Feng, go get Shuang Cheng."

Leng Feng took the order and led Shuang Cheng into the house. Facing Mo Liujin's question, Shuang Cheng said calmly, "Our master is Master Jiu. My dear son-in-law, your life and death is not within our scope of responsibility."

"..." Mo Liujin's face was very exciting. Very good, well done! He closed his eyes and took a deep breath, calming his heart. He looked at Shuang Cheng and asked again, "Did the shadow guard report your master a long time ago?"

"No." Shuang Cheng spoke frankly, "You are not within our responsibilities, so unless Master Jiu specifically asks about your whereabouts, the Shadow Guards will not proactively report."

“…” Mo Liujin took another deep breath and waved him out. He was afraid that if he didn’t leave, he would want to kill him! Even if he couldn’t win, he would fight to the death! Did he need to be rescued?! Did he need it?! Just let them inform Qing Meng in advance! He wouldn’t be robbed!

Before Mo Liujin could calm down his murderous urges, Chu Qingmeng woke up. She opened her eyes sleepily and sat up dazedly, still silent. Mo Liujin pulled her into his arms and looked at her carefully. Chu Qingmeng nuzzled into his arms, looking like a sleepy child. Mo Liujin looked at her for a long time, sighed, and stroked her hair. "I want to see that woman's head at all costs."

"Yes, sir." Leng Feng took the order and retreated.

"Qing'er."

"Father."

"Do something for my father..."

"Yes, father. I'll take my leave." Mo Jiangqing was about to leave, but when he reached the door, he turned back and reminded Mo Liujin, "Father, mother eats a lot now. If you bring her with you, please keep an eye on her."

Mo Liujin responded and looked down at Chu Qingmeng who was nestled in his arms. "Little fox, are you up to something again?"

The only response he got was still silence in the room. Chu Qingmeng leaned against his chest, his hands playing with his sleeves. After a long pause, he sighed, "It's time for lunch. Let's go and have dinner."

In the afternoon, Mo Liujin brought Chu Qingmeng to the conference room to deal with things with the generals as usual, but this time, Chu Qingmeng sat obediently at the desk and kept writing furiously. His writing was still scribbles, but it was completely different from that in the morning.

Mo Liujin glanced at her from time to time, and finally guessed that these were some kind of text. Although she wrote on the paper sideways, the format of these scribbles was too regular. It was obvious that she had written enough, and she started folding paper again, making frogs, boats, and birds. She was having a lot of fun. She even made a spinning object by interlacing three long strips of paper and placing them on the tip of a pen.

Mo Liujin smiled bitterly and asked softly, "Is Qingmeng's writing the same as your motherland's?"

Chu Qingmeng didn't answer him and continued to fold paper cranes. However, these origami appeared in Eleven's hands the next morning.

Carefully unwrapping the origami and looking at the Kezhe language written throughout, Mo Yunting let out a rather sad laugh. She had actually learned the Kezhe language! He had thought she was so young that she would have forgotten everything he had taught her, but it turned out she remembered it all! These words were even more encrypted than English; even a time traveler wouldn't be able to understand them! After all, the Kezhe tribe was nearly wiped out, with only a few hundred people remaining. The only one who could speak the Kezhe language was Chen Yunting's grandmother, and she had taught them all. Now, only the two of them could speak the Kezhe language. This was quite convenient for them.

After reading all the letters, Mo Yunting was in a good mood. As expected! It had to be his precious Chujiu again! He called Jingyan and told him to make the arrangements. There was no need for Chujiu to pretend to be stupid for a long time. At most, in seven days, he would close the net, and his precious Chujiu would be able to have a good time with Mo Liujin. He was so stupid that he could even be fooled by such a low-brow trick! He picked up his pen and wrote a reply to Chu Qingmeng.

But Shuang Cheng twitched his lips when he received the letter. With his son-in-law constantly guarding Jiu Ye, how could he get Jiu Ye to read the letter? He had thought he could just read the letter and pass on a message to Jiu Ye, but the letter was filled with scribbled characters that he couldn't understand. They had encrypted the letter, making it difficult for him to pass on the message.

Seeing that Mo Liujin went to the toilet, Shuang Cheng quickly sent Chunhe away and gave the letter to Chu Qingmeng.