Time Travel and Love

"I'm not eating anymore. I'm not hungry." Chu Qingmeng was too lazy to even move.

"Miss, your breakfast is useless. If you don't eat something for lunch, how can your body handle it?" Chun He tried to persuade her to get up, but Chu Qingmeng buried her head in the soft pillow and smiled helplessly. He went forward to pull her, "Oh, Miss..."

"Madam." Mo Liujin came in, smiled and waved his hand to let Chunhe leave.

"Hmph." Chu Qingmeng glanced at him and lay motionless on the couch.

Mo Liujin's big hands covered her waist, "Madam, you are tired. Let me massage you."

"There are so many files, you keep bothering me. I'm afraid I won't be able to finish them by tomorrow morning!" Chu Qingmeng got a headache when he thought of the piled up 2,000 pages of files.

"Yesterday's issues have been dealt with, and today's issues have been dealt with as well. You don't have to be so upset." After massaging her waist, he began to massage her legs. "Are your legs still weak, Madam?"

"..." Chu Qingmeng glared at him with a hint of shame and anger, "Get out!"

Mo Liujin looked at her like this with an undiminished smile. He leaned over and pressed on her back, narrowing his eyes and sniffing her neck gently, "Qing Meng, I love you so much, I really love you so much..."

Huh? Chu Qingmeng frowned slightly, "What's wrong with you?"

"Qing Meng, promise me that you won't change your mind, even if you meet someone better than me!"

What a childish remark! Chu Qingmeng was amused by him. "Old man, have you become a child again today?"

"Promise me." Mo Liujin bit her ear gently and refused to give in.

"Okay. I won't change my mind, never." Chu Qingmeng was amused by him. It was the first time in the world that Mo Liujin acted like a spoiled child.

The two of them had been eating for a long time and finally missed lunch, so they asked the kitchen to prepare some food and ate in the outer hall of the main courtyard.

After dinner, he naturally plunged into the files again. He couldn't really let Mo Liujin handle everything alone, so he really had no time to rest.

After seeing the news that Zuo Yi of the Shenjiying was killed, Chu Qingmeng just wrote "I know" and did not make any additional comments.

While Mo Liujin was discussing matters in the front yard, he took Feiying and Feiling to Qianji Pavilion to visit the seriously injured Wen Zhong and Wu Qing.

The two of them were already awake at this time, and were already dealing with things before they could get out of bed.

Chu Qingmeng stood between the two people's doors, listening to one of them raging and the other assigning tasks. He then thought of Shuang Cheng lying on the bed unable to move, asking someone to write for him. He couldn't help but twitch his lips. This is what a workaholic is like.

But fortunately, they work so hard, otherwise, she would have to work more than 996.

After a few words of comfort, Wen Zhong got down to business. "Master, this morning, the people below reported that most of the members of the Moon God Cult are descendants of the former Second Prince of the Yue Clan and his offspring. Cang Ming only rose to prominence in the martial arts world twenty years ago. He is the former Fourth Prince of the Yue Clan, and shares the same mother as the Second Prince of the Yue Clan who died in the border town."

"..."

It turned out to be the case.

Chu Qingmeng suddenly realized that it was not really a grudge between martial arts worlds.

"Old Shen suspected that Chu Ci was collaborating with him, but he had no evidence, and Chu Ci seemed to have no reason to target you. Before they went to offer sacrifices to the Moon God Cult that day, Chu Ci disappeared. During the fight, Old Shen spotted several familiar figures."

? ?

Chu Qingmeng was puzzled. "Chu Ci? Did I offend him?"

Wen Zhong also shook his head. "We haven't figured out what happened yet. Although Chu Ci's people were helping our people rescue you that day, their appearance was too sudden. So Old Shen suspects they were already there, but I don't know why they came to the rescue again."

"Well, let's find out first." Chu Qingmeng was not in a hurry about this matter. The Moon God Cult had been destroyed, Cangming was dead, and even if Chu Ci wanted to harm him, he would be alone. "You should all take good care of your injuries first. You can let Qin An and the others handle some things for you."

After saying a few words, Chu Qingmeng left Qianji Pavilion and, as usual, went to the wonton stall in the south of the city to eat a bowl of wontons before returning home.

After only two bites of the wontons, Feiying couldn't help but urge, "Master, it's going to rain. Let's go back home first."

Chu Qingmeng looked up at the dark clouds pressing down on the horizon, reluctantly gave up the wontons that were about to reach his mouth, and urged his horse to return home.

The rain came suddenly, almost reaching the gates of the mansion, pouring down in torrents, instantly soaking the three of them. Feiying only brought a cloak, but it wasn't waterproof, and within a few breaths, Chu Qingmeng was soaked again.

As soon as he entered the mansion, the doorman hurried out with an umbrella to greet him. When Chu Qingmeng returned to the house, Chunhe had already asked someone to prepare hot water.

Chu Qingmeng stayed in the house to keep warm, while Mo Liujin took the ginger soup prepared by Chunhe and walked behind the screen.

"Drink the ginger soup, don't catch a cold." Looking at her bitter and resentful look, Mo Liujin smiled, "Be obedient, drink it even if it tastes bad. How uncomfortable would it be for you to catch a cold?"

Chu Qingmeng pinched his nose and drank it. It was spicy and smelly, "Ajin~"

"Yes." Mo Liujin responded and washed her waist-length hair. "If there's nothing urgent, you can take the carriage. The weather is getting colder. In seven days, it will be the farewell banquet for the pilgrimage of all nations. I've been so tired lately. If it's not necessary, why not go?"