Time Travel and Love

There are no good people with the surname Mo! Chu Qingmeng rolled his eyes in his heart.

"Master, the letter has arrived." Shuang Cheng knocked gently on the door outside the study.

"I'm here." Chu Qingmeng stood up and left. After a moment, he came back and leaned against the door with a smirk on his face. "Tsk tsk tsk, it's lively now."

"Father," Jiang Qing's voice came from outside the door, "urgent news."

Chu Qingmeng got up from the door and opened it for Jiang Qing.

"Mother." Jiang Qing handed a letter to Mo Liujin, and then greeted Mo Liufang and others.

Chu Qingmeng raised his eyebrows. The speed was very fast this time.

Mo Liujin finished reading the entire letter and pondered for a moment, "I had planned everything, but I never expected that the spy would be Twelve's man."

Mo Liuyuan looked up at him, stood up and took the letter from his hand, his brows twitching. Is Twelve crazy?!

After Mo Liuteng finished reading, Chu Qingmeng took it from him and took a look. Hmm, it was pretty much the same as her letter. But there was no rush to read this weird thing. It would be more interesting if the water was muddied a bit!

"Let's go to the palace." Mo Liufang also frowned, "This matter has far-reaching implications. We need to inform our father."

Several people stood up in tacit understanding.

“…” was ignored.

Chu Qingmeng glanced resentfully at Mo Liujin, who was walking at the back. It took a lot of effort to drag him away from Eleven, but now they were going to change positions again?

Receiving her gaze, Mo Liujin smiled silently and took two steps back, "What's wrong? Why are you looking at me like that?"

"It's been two days..." Chu Qingmeng's resentful tone made Mo Liujin unable to suppress the corners of his mouth, and he reached out to stroke her long hair.

"I'll come back to accompany you after I'm done. Be obedient." Mo Liujin guessed that she was about to have her period, otherwise she wouldn't be so clingy. "If you're not feeling well, let Chunhe make you some ginger sugar water. I'll come back later to help you rub your stomach. If you don't want to deal with files or anything like that, just wait for me to come back."

What a good guess! Chu Qingmeng snorted coldly and turned to walk towards the main house.

Mo Liujin looked at her back lovingly and turned around to follow the others.

Mo Liujin didn't come back until nightfall. As soon as he stepped into the main house, he saw Chu Qingmeng lazily lying on the couch reading a storybook.

"Madam." Mo Liujin sat down beside the couch. Chunhe covered her lips with a smile and retreated with the maids.

Chu Qingmeng put the storybook in his hand and said, "Come on, General, read it to me."

Mo Liujin took the storybook and flipped through two pages. He laughed at the content, "The princess and the newly crowned number one scholar? Is the madam planning to change her husband?"

Chu Qingmeng also laughed and stretched out her hand to signal for a hug. Mo Liujin leaned over and lay beside her, supporting his head with one hand and gently rubbing her waist with the other, letting her hug his neck and snuggle into his arms.

After two miscarriages and one childbirth, her waist was injured and she could no longer sit or stand for long periods of time. Mo Liujin once asked Quan Si if there was a solution to this problem, but the answer he got was that there was no solution and there was no other way to deal with this kind of injury except to continue to take care of it.

Nestled in Mo Liujin's arms, Chu Qingmeng felt her stomach much more comfortable. She closed her eyes and fell into a drowsy sleep.

Chu Qingmeng, who had just woken up at 9:00 the next day, yawned and sat up. Chunhe hurriedly began to help Chu Qingmeng wash and dress.

There was still no need for overly complicated headdresses. With just a few simple headdresses and a light blue long skirt and coat, Chu Qingmeng was dressed up as a little girl again. Chunhe was afraid that she would be cold, so he put a cloak around her.

Chu Qingmeng: "..."

Wow, this face is already quite eye-catching, and after Chunhe’s makeup, it looks even more like a little girl.

"Master, the carriage is ready." Feiying knocked on the door, but was stunned when he saw Chu Qingmeng coming out. Then he joked, "Master, when you just came of age, you didn't look as childish as you do now."

"..." Chu Qingmeng looked at Chunhe with resentment, "Chunhe, I feel like I've lost all my dignity."

"Oh, girl, my good girl, you are such a soft and tender little girl, why do you need any dignity?" Chunhe Shichun painted her as a doll.

Originally, Chunhe would have restrained herself and would not dress her like a child, but ever since she accidentally dressed Chu Qingmeng as a child a few days ago, it was as if her Ren and Du meridians had been opened. As long as she didn't go to the palace banquet, Chunhe would dress her like this.

Unfortunately, she didn't know how to put on makeup, so she could only go out silently with this childish look on her face. She wanted to be a cool beauty. Sigh.

Shuang Cheng in the carriage looked at Chu Qingmeng sighing and laughed, "Master, Chunhe's cooking skills are good. As long as you don't say anything, the soft and tender little girl will stand."

"I don't want to be a child." Chu Qingmeng was filled with resentment.

"How about I change your makeup for you?"

"Forget it. We'll be at the inn soon. How can we be in too late?" Chu Qingmeng gave up struggling. She hoped that when she acted cool later, it wouldn't look out of place.

After entering the posthouse and asking someone to inform him, Chu Qingmeng went straight to Jin Huaian's house and at the same time asked someone to notify Qi Xiuheng to come over.

After dismissing all the servants, Chu Qingmeng sat at the round table in the inner room and asked, "How is your injury?"

Jin Huaian looked at Chu Qingmeng's outfit and tried hard to suppress a smile. "My Lord, it's nothing. I bumped into him myself. I know my limits."