Time Travel and Love

Chu Qingmeng wanted to get up and out of bed, but her waist still hurt. Suddenly, she remembered that she seemed to see blood before she fainted from the pain. "Ajin, what's wrong with me?"

Mo Liujin's hands tightened subconsciously. He wanted to lie and get away with it, but he couldn't open his mouth. Tears flowed out as soon as he opened his mouth. "Our child is gone."

Chu Qingmeng stood there in a daze as if struck by lightning. She had no idea that she was pregnant. Her period had been irregular since she came here, sometimes coming for one or two months, sometimes three or four months, so she had never thought that she would be pregnant. When she learned that the child was gone, Chu Qingmeng felt that all her strength had been drained away. She stayed in Mo Liujin's arms in a daze, forgetting even to breathe.

"Qing Meng? Qing Meng? Don't scare me, Qing Meng! Breathe! Breathe quickly! Listen to me, Qing Meng, we will have children again, we will have children again, don't be like this! Qing Meng!" No matter how Mo Liujin shook her and tried to persuade her, she seemed to be paused, she stood there motionless, even forgetting to breathe, and finally suffocated herself to death.

Only after the imperial physician arrived and administered acupuncture could Chu Qingmeng breathe properly. The imperial physician shook his head and said, "We need to find a way to let her vent her anger, even if it means crying or making a scene. She was just so angry that she closed her throat. She must be kept close to others for the time being. If she can't vent this anger, I'm afraid this situation will happen again."

Following the imperial physician's instructions, Mo Liujin remained by her bedside for the next few days. Even the county magistrate and others entered the room and stood outside to talk. After five days, Chu Qingmeng only said one sentence, "Retribution."

She smiled bitterly and prepared to get up from the bed. Mo Liujin quickly stopped her from getting up, saying that if she didn't sit properly during confinement, it would hurt her body. Chu Qingmeng insisted on getting up and going out. Mo Liujin had no choice but to dress her tightly and go out with her. She first went to the place where the plague medicine was distributed and saw that the victims had improved a lot. Some of those with mild symptoms drank the medicine for a few days and were basically fine. Those with severe symptoms were gradually turning mild. The imperial physician estimated that in about half a month, the plague would be almost eliminated. Chu Qingmeng nodded, and then went to the porridge distribution place. She saw that the queue was well-organized. Women with children were holding porridge bowls and looked at her with respect and fear. The yamen runners in charge of distributing porridge were staring at the queue with knives.

He then ordered someone to call the county magistrate and said, "Sir County Magistrate, since all the villages are able to accept the victims and the seeds have been distributed, the relief grain will be distributed to each village starting tomorrow. The village head will be responsible for supervising the distribution of porridge, and the porridge will be distributed three times a day instead of once a day. However, only those who work can drink the porridge, and the sand can be left out. The grain I brought will be harvested in about three or four months if sown normally. After the relief grain from the court is used up, I will think of a way. As long as we can hold on until the harvest, the victims will be able to survive this winter." After speaking, he looked up at the sky. It had rained heavily since that day, and the ground was finally soaked. As long as the ground could be sown and harvested normally, this disaster would be over. Just as Chu Qingmeng was looking up at the sky and thinking, a little boy rushed out from the side of the road and ran straight towards Chu Qingmeng.

"I'll beat you to death! I'll beat you to death!" The child rushed towards Chu Qingmeng with his fist. Feiying took a defensive posture and did not make a move. Mo Liujin also protected Chu Qingmeng. However, the guard next to him suddenly drew out his sword and was about to stab. Chu Qingmeng was startled and grabbed the guard's sword. Blood gushed out of his hand instantly. The woman who was serving porridge at the side also chased after her son when he rushed out. Seeing the guard's sword drawn, she was so scared that she hugged the child in her arms. But after waiting for a long time, no sword came down. Then he found that the woman had actually grabbed the sword.

The guard quickly put away his sword and apologized. Chu Qingmeng waved him away. Mo Liujin tore off the cloth from his clothes and began to bandage Chu Qingmeng. He was very careful, but his eyes looked at the child with some hostility. Chu Qingmeng slowly squatted down and looked at the boy, and asked softly, "Why do you want to kill me?"

"Sir, please spare me! The child is confused due to hunger! Please spare me!" The woman who held the child in her arms kept kowtowing. She pulled the child to kneel down and asked him to kowtow to Chu Qingmeng. However, the child was stubborn and unyielding. He looked at Chu Qingmeng hatefully and said, "You killed my father! I will kill you too, to avenge my father..." Before he could finish his words, the woman covered his mouth with her hands. The woman was so scared that her face turned pale. She could not do anything else except shivering and kowtowing for mercy.

"Your father?" Chu Qingmeng pulled the woman who was bowing to the ground up and looked carefully at the little boy. He immediately understood. He rubbed his head and said, "You are still too young now. If you want revenge, you have to grow up and come to me for revenge. Look, wait until you are as tall as that uncle and have good martial arts skills, then come and kill me, okay? Now, what you have to do is to survive."