Time Travel and Love

"Let me see where you are first." Chu Qingmeng wanted to test his magic power, but seeing the sleeves he was wearing, she reached out to untie his belt and take off his coat, deliberately teasing him, "General, your waist is so tempting, I love it very much~"

Mo Liujin was amused by her and patted her butt. "After the lights are turned off, please tell me the story. I will love to hear it."

"You wish!" Chu Qingmeng took his pulse three inches below his head. After a few breaths, he raised his eyebrows and looked at Mo Liujin with a teasing look in his eyes, "You put all your talent points into cultivation, right?"

"Huh? What's wrong?"

"When I lost my sight, you were only at the Dihuang Realm. It's only been a few months, and you've actually reached the Tianxuan Realm. Ordinary people can only reach the Dicheng Realm in a few decades." Chu Qingmeng was also impressed. He didn't expect that with a mortal body, he could cultivate so fast.

"I don't quite understand." Mo Liujin put his arm around Chu Qingmeng's waist and let her sit on his lap. He closed his eyes and rubbed her neck. "I don't know how to use this magic power."

"Well, that's almost enough. If you're interested, cultivate to the Tribulation Realm. Don't go any higher for now, or you'll be restricted by the rules of Heaven and will have to undergo the Tribulation. After you pass the Tribulation, you'll be forced to enter another world of immortal cultivation." Chu Qingmeng informed him, "You're currently in the Tianxuan Realm, the next step is the Tianyuan Realm, and after that, the Tribulation Realm."

"Okay. Madam, just tell me what I should do." He felt at ease as he sniffed the scent on Chu Qingmeng's neck.

"Let me take a look at your attributes first."

Hearing this, Mo Liujin didn't even look up. He opened his palm and the tea on the desk gathered into a ball of water. Chu Qingmeng laughed, "As expected, we are really a perfect match."

These words made Mo Liujin in a good mood. He raised his head and looked at Chu Qingmeng, but saw her point her finger, and the water in the bathtub behind the screen actually followed her hand and gathered in front of the door. With a slight shake of her finger, the water actually vaguely took on the shape of Mo Liujin.

"We're both water-types~" Chu Qingmeng cupped his face and placed a kiss on his lips. With a wave of his hand, the water returned to the tub. "I'll teach you how to dissipate the pressure from your body."

As expected, Mo Liujin had put all his talent points into cultivation. He had mastered it in just a cup of tea. Chu Qingmeng instructed, "Pressure is like the strength in your hands. You must control the strength well. Come on, try it on me."

"No, what if I get hurt?" Mo Liujin disagreed.

"Your pressure can't hurt me. If you are too strong, my inner elixir will directly break your pressure."

After hesitating for a while, Mo Liujin slowly released his own pressure.

"A little heavier, and I can still move."

"Okay, that's enough." Chu Qingmeng called a halt. "Remember the feeling now. If you're dealing with a man with internal strength, the pressure will have to be even greater to trap him."

"Okay." Mo Liujin silently memorized the strength in his mind.

"I'll teach you another trick of changing shape with water, it's really fun~" Chu Qingmeng was just thinking about having fun.

But in a short while, Mo Liujin had already mastered how to transform with water. Chu Qingmeng was amazed, "Your talent is really not in vain. It took me two cups of tea to learn this, but you learned it in half a cup of tea."

"How long does it take for an ordinary person?" Mo Liujin was quite curious about this.

"At least one year, at most three to five years."

"..."

Mo Liujin was speechless for a moment before he started laughing again, "We're both quite perverted."

Chu Qingmeng laughed and threw herself into Mo Liujin's arms, hooking her arms around his neck and said with a smile, "General, my heart is beating so fast. Can you help me see what's wrong?"

Mo Liujin raised an eyebrow, unable to hide his smile. The hand holding Chu Qingmeng's waist reacted faster than his brain and directly pinched her. The other hand reached into her bellyband, "Madam, are you feeling uncomfortable here? Would you like me to take a closer look?"

Inside the house, there is boundless springtime and lingering sorrow. Outside, there are flashes of swords and shadows, and blood is everywhere.

The next morning, when Mo Liujin went out, he found that Wen Zhong and Jun Chuan appeared in the yard of the main house.

"Who is this?" Mo Liujin looked at the young man in black clothes beside Jiang Che.

"Sir, this is my son Junchuan." Wen Zhong clasped his fists and bowed, "Junchuan, greetings to the Third Master."

"Yes. Junchuan has met the Third Master."

"No need to be so polite." Mo Liujin waved his hand and walked towards the study. "Now that you're back, I'll leave this place to you."

Chu Qingmeng woke up at 7 p.m. She'd been taking medicine every day lately, and it was really uncomfortable not to eat something in the morning. Chunhe was helping her with her makeup when Wenzhong knocked on the door. "Master, are you awake? Today's files."

"Yes. Come in." Chu Qingmeng responded. Wen Zhong bowed and placed the file on the desk, but he did not leave. He sat in the outer hall waiting. Chunhe finished her makeup and quietly withdrew.

Seeing Chunhe come out, Shuangcheng also went into the house. He rarely pretended to be Xiazhi anymore. Feiying and the secret guards walked away.

Wen Zhong gestured for Shuang Cheng to speak first. Shuang Cheng nodded, handed Chu Qingmeng a cup of hot tea, and then spoke, "Last night, the Third and Fifth Princes' men raided the General's residence. Their clear goal was to kill you. A spy must have reported that you were feigning madness, but I don't know if it was a spy from the residence or the prince's palace. I haven't found out yet."