Time Travel and Love

"Master, with his lightness skills, it's very difficult for ordinary people to hurt him!" Shuang Cheng said while standing behind Chu Qingmeng.

"Master," Qi Xiuheng walked in and saw Chu Qingmeng's outfit, and couldn't suppress the corner of his mouth, "Slave, greet the master."

"How is your injury?" Chu Qingmeng ignored the raised corner of his mouth and asked again.

"Master, I'm fine." Qi Xiuheng replied calmly with his arm hanging.

"Laugh if you want to. If you hold it back, it will be my fault." Chu Qingmeng twitched her lips, she knew it!

Qi and Jin were still very considerate and didn't laugh out loud. Jin Huaian teased, "Raising a daughter like me would be a wonderful thing!"

Very good, you hit my target accurately. Jin Qi, I wish you good luck. Shuang Cheng thought so and silently took a step back.

Unexpectedly, Chu Qingmeng didn't get angry. Instead, he replied with a forced smile, "Then I wish you only have sons and no daughters in this life."

"..."

An hour later, Chu Ci, who was standing in front of the second-floor window on the east side of the inn, watched Chu Qingmeng leave the inn.

"Princess, why did you come to the inn?" Chu Ci looked at the receding figure, his fingers moving slightly, but his expression and tone remained indifferent.

A voice came from the darkness, but no one was visible. "Emperor Dayu wants to give an explanation for the injuries sustained by the two princes of Dongyue and Xiqi at the imperial horse ranch. The court officials have been arguing about this for several days, but the matter was finally taken up by the eldest princess. She must have come here today to discuss this matter."

Chu Ci didn't say anything else, just stared out the window as if in a daze.

Three days later, the imperial examination was over, and the father and his two sons had completed a task. They were finally not so busy anymore. Mo Liujin finished his official business and was playing chess with Chu Qingmeng under the pavilion.

"No!" Chu Qingmeng saw that he was about to lose, so he stood up and sat on Mo Liujin's lap, facing him and shaking his neck. "I was distracted just now, so it doesn't count."

Mo Liujin closed his eyes and let her sway, unable to suppress the smile on his lips.

"Ajin~" Chu Qingmeng looked at him pitifully.

"No regrets on your move." It has been a long time since I played with her like this. Seeing her whining and acting coquettishly, I like it very much.

"Hmph!" Chu Qingmeng bit his shoulder. "If you make another move without regret, your wife will be so angry that she'll run away!"

He slightly tightened his shoulder muscles, and Chu Qingmeng's teeth were directly ejected. Mo Liujin couldn't help but chuckled twice, and put his arms around Chu Qingmeng's waist. "Okay, okay, I can't make you angry and run away. I admit defeat for you."

Leng Feng twitched his lips. Fortunately, the main courtyard hardly needed any servants to serve, except for the daily cleaning at dawn and sunset. Otherwise, the behavior of these two people would be completely disgusting. Those of them who served them closely on a daily basis were already accustomed to being annoyed by them. Hadn't they all stayed away from them? He was the only one unlucky enough to have to come and deliver a message.

"Master, there's no need for the eunuch to come." Leng Feng lowered his head and didn't want to look at their disgusting behavior.

"Yeah." Mo Liujin responded, picked up Chu Qingmeng with one hand, stood up and sorted out his clothes, "Do you know what's going on?"

"No need to tell me, eunuch. The emperor has something to reward the eldest princess."

"Huh?" Chu Qingmeng was confused for a moment, then suddenly remembered her joke that day, "No way?! Are you serious?!"

"What's true or false?" Mo Liujin didn't know what she was talking about.

But soon, Mo Liujin found out.

Looking at the horse-faced skirt and the imperial edict on the tray, Mo Liujin's expression was very interesting.

The black horse-faced skirt was embroidered with gold thread, depicting nine dragons stepping on auspicious clouds. No, it was a python, a four-clawed python. However, nine-dragon python robes were only worn by the regent or the crown prince; the other princes only wore five-dragon python robes. Furthermore, the imperial edict stipulated that all the princess's clothing must be embroidered with nine dragons from now on.

Chu Qingmeng felt a little guilty. She was just joking and wanted to tease Eleven. Who knew that he would dare to do anything when he went crazy?

Sitting in the main seat, Mo Liujin rubbed his temples and looked at Chu Qingmeng, "Madam? Can you talk to me as your husband?"

"Ahem, I seem to have gotten into trouble." Chu Qingmeng swallowed, as if she saw an overwhelming number of memorials scolding her. "I thought Chu Ci's clothes looked pretty good, so I said that I had helped him solve the problem of Prince Xiqi of Dongyue being injured, and asked him to allow me to be buried in a dragon robe a hundred years later. Who knew it would really be delivered."

Mo Liujin sighed deeply, "Madam, do you know the significance of the python robe?"

Chu Qingmeng shook her head subconsciously. How would she know?! But judging from the TV shows, it should be worn by royalty and nobles.

He knew she didn't understand! Mo Liujin sighed again, "Looking like this, Madam has successfully persuaded the two princes?"

"Yeah." Chu Qingmeng responded without intending to explain in detail.

Even though she didn't say it, Mo Liujin guessed it. She probably used the fifth floor as a promise again. How could she let them give up without some benefits?

However, Qing Meng had only sought to be buried in a dragon robe a hundred years later, while the superiors granted him privileges both in life and after death. In the future, in addition to the numerous memorials criticizing him, there would likely be dissatisfaction with Prince Rong's mansion, and various future attacks.

I just don't know if the superiors are doing this because they want to use Qing Meng to attack him? Or...

Thousands of thoughts flashed through Mo Liujin's mind, but in the end, he just looked at Chu Qingmeng's troubled face and said, "Forget it, as long as Madam likes it."