Time Travel and Love

Mu Lingxue looked at Chu Qingmeng with a hint of ridicule in her smile and said, "It's not that I'm wronged, but some people are used to the word equality and haven't come to their senses yet."

"..." Chu Qingmeng wiped away her tears and met Mu Lingxue's teasing gaze speechlessly, "Second brother, please take care of her! She said I'm mentally ill."

Mo Liuyuan shook his head and chuckled, "I don't care about your business. Even if you two ripped the roof off the house, I wouldn't dare to intervene."

Mo Liujin felt the same way. After lunch, he supported Chu Qingmeng and walked slowly back to the mansion. "Next time you encounter something like this, you must learn to use your power to pressure others. Your title of General of the Central Army is not just for show. Just use it, and leave the rest to me."

"..." Chu Qingmeng looked at him with a look of confusion, "I have enough fathers, can you please stop lecturing me in that fatherly tone?"

"..." Mo Liujin took two deep breaths and tried to persuade himself not to be angry, "I'm teaching you, not lecturing you."

Chu Qingmeng laughed, thinking about what Mu Lingxue said. He looked serious but there was a smile in his words. "Yes, husband, Chujiu will learn from you."

Mo Liujin felt very happy when she suddenly called him that. These two words were more precious than gold in her mouth. The corners of his mouth couldn't help but rise, "Well, Madam, please call me husband like this more often."

"You wish!" The two of them had already reached the gate of the mansion while chatting and laughing. Chu Qingmeng was once again out of breath and exhausted.

As soon as we arrived at the gate of the mansion, we saw Wen Zhongwu Qingjun Chuanquan and others waiting at the door.

"Why don't you go in?" Chu Qingmeng looked at them puzzledly.

"..." Wu Qing replied silently, "You need a waist badge to enter the General's Mansion. So every time Feiying or Shuangcheng comes to pick us up before we can enter."

"..." Seeing the four of them nod in unison, Chu Qingmeng wiped the non-existent sweat off his face, "Can't you just tell me directly?"

After releasing Chu Qingmeng and returning to the main courtyard, Mo Liujin stayed in the meeting room in the front yard to deal with some matters. He finally returned to the outer hall of the main house and asked someone to get badges for several people before he started to get down to business.

Quan Si felt the pulse and took out two medicine bottles. "Thanks to the old master's medicine, your body has recovered quickly. Now you are finally out of weakness."

"Then why can't I even get through the seventh courtyard?"

Quan Si was silent for a moment, looking at Chu Qingmeng's face, which was full of confusion, and said, "Master, you lack exercise."

"..."

"This is my medicine, and this is what the old landlord gave you. Just take it together. You don't need to drink the medicine." After a pause, he reminded, "Master, your body can't withstand it. You'd better be more careful."

"Finally, I don't have to take medicine anymore!" Chu Qingmeng breathed a sigh of relief. The medicine she took every day was almost tormenting her to death.

Quan Si stepped aside, and Wu Qing handed the pages of paper in his hand to Chu Qingmeng, "This is the information about the eldest prince that I wanted to check earlier."

Chu Qingmeng took it and flipped through it casually. Wen Zhong gestured for Jun Chuan to hand her the file and asked, "Master, today's file. Also, the Dongyue delegation has arrived at the post station, and the three kingdoms of Nanzhao, Dirong, and Dayuan have entered the capital."

"Yeah. I get it." After reading a few pages, she realized that Jiang Li was actually the same age as Jiang Qing, a few months older than Jiang Qing, and the same month as Jiang Heng. Ahem, she had always thought that Eleven was younger than Mo Liujin, so Jiang Li should be younger than Jiang Qing. "Wen Zhong, how are Jiang Qing and Jiang Che doing with the court?"

Wen Zhong smiled and replied, "The two young masters have just recovered from their shock and have just started learning. They were already quite frightened by the part about the Thousand Machine Pavilion."

Chu Qingmeng also spoke helplessly, "They have been taught to be loyal to the emperor and patriotic since childhood, so it's normal for them to be frightened."

"I have already started to monitor the spy that Wu Qing found earlier. Have you discussed with my son-in-law how to deal with him?"

"..." Chu Qingmeng choked for a moment, "You handle it first. I've been a bit confused lately and haven't figured out a lot of things yet."

Upon hearing this, Shuang Cheng turned his head and pursed his lips tightly, saying, "Master, I've been slacking off lately."

"How's Twelve?" Chu Qingmeng suddenly remembered him.

"He has arrived safely in the capital of Dongyue. Eleven's men were ultimately unable to capture him. He has now met with the Emperor of Dongyue. As for what they discussed, we will have to wait for some time for news to arrive."

"Well. There's no rush after all." Chu Qingmeng was a little dazed as he looked at the strand of white hair hanging in front of him.

"Yes. Nineteen knows what's going on." Wen Zhong replied and then realized that Chu Qingmeng was staring at his hair in a daze, so he winked at Quan Si.

"Master? If you don't like your white hair, just dye it." Quan Si felt a little puzzled by Wen Zhong's look.

"?" Chu Qing was stunned for a moment, looking at Quan Si in disbelief, "Can I dye it?!"

"Sure. Just some lotus seed grass ointment will do. Wait for my subordinates to send it over." Quan Si didn't understand where Chu Qingmeng's disbelief came from.

Chu Qingmeng looked at Quan Si with a constipated expression and asked, "So, you think I like this white hair and that's why I didn't mention dyeing it, right?!"

"Um...shouldn't dyeing your hair be common sense?" Quan Si just thought that she didn't dye it because she was too lazy. After all, Jiu Ye was very lazy.

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