Time Travel and Love

"Okay." Chu Qingmeng was too lazy to attend these messy banquets. "Have you read today's files? Have you sorted out the spy issue?"

"Well, I roughly know the Twelve Maps." A cold light flashed in Mo Liujin's eyes. He originally thought that Twelve was smart enough to hide so deeply, but he didn't expect that he was actually a born fool!

"How can you get away with it if you try to get the skin of a tiger?" Chu Qingmeng closed his eyes and leaned on the edge of the bathtub, enjoying Mo Liujin washing his hair.

"I have been guarding the border for nearly thirty years, and I will never let the border gate be opened by such an idiot." Mo Liujin wiped her long hair with a flat tone.

"My General~" Chu Qingmeng put on her yukata and leaned against Mo Liujin's chest. "How many people have you offended in the past twenty years? It seems I have to prepare to be a widow."

"..." Mo Liujin was so angry that he laughed. He picked her up with one hand and walked towards the inner room. "It's too early to be a widow. Even if I am an old man, I can still fight with those idiots. Who will live and who will die is still uncertain. Madam, you are preparing too early."

"Tsk tsk, that's not necessarily true. Your opponent this time still has some brains." Chu Qingmeng sat on his lap and looked at him with a teasing tone.

Mo Liujin was using his inner energy to dry her hair. Listening to her words, his face was filled with helplessness and doting. "I haven't asked you yet, what's going on with the Prince of Dongyue?"

"The consul on the fifth floor of Dongyue." Chu Qingmeng told the truth. After all, among the people present, they only recognized Nineteen before he changed his appearance, and Nineteen had already been exposed to Jiang Che and others.

Mo Liujin nodded, and without saying anything else, he placed her on the couch and covered her with a blanket. "Warm up for a while. I won't go to the study. I'll stay here with you."

Chu Qingmeng lazily lay on the couch, reading the book in his hands. He then looked at the person at the desk opposite him. He was tall but had a gentle face. The way he wrote seriously reminded him of the gentle scholar he used to be. After reading for a while, he looked away and looked back at his own book, "Qinyuan Qikan".

After nearly an hour of attending to official business, he finally looked up at the figure on the couch. A beautiful woman lay sprawled on her side, her hair caressed. The pale pink veil tilted slightly, revealing her jade-like shoulders and neck, and the deep ravines beneath. Her slender fingers still unconsciously rested on the pages of a half-closed book, her beautiful eyes lightly closed.

Mo Liujin was stunned, then recovered and laughed at himself. They were an old married couple, but he loved looking at her more and more.

He took the book from her hand and placed it on the tea table beside her. He picked her up and wanted to put her on the bed so that she could sleep more comfortably, but suddenly he realized that the person in his arms was extremely hot. "Qing Meng? Qing Meng..."

After calling out several times without any response, Mo Liujin asked someone to quickly call the court doctor and Quan Si.

When Quan Si arrived, he saw the court physician kneeling in fear and trepidation beside him, and Mo Liujin, with a cold face, kept changing the scarf on Chu Qing's head.

After taking her pulse, Quan Si finally understood why the court doctor was so apprehensive. She had clearly only caught a cold, not enough to trigger a high fever. How could she have such a high fever? He took out his golden needles and gave her acupuncture, then prescribed a medicine for her to boil.

The fever subsided within a quarter of an hour after the medicine was taken, but Mo Liujin was still worried and the high fever came back again.

It rained heavily for three days, and Chu Qingmeng had a recurring high fever for three days without waking up. During this time, Mo Liujin tried everything, even trying to inject her with mana, but nothing worked.

At this time, in the back mountain of Zijin Mountain, a little fox who had lost all hope in life was being carried back to the bamboo forest by a big fox in its mouth.

Placing the little fox on a boulder in the forest, the big fox turned over its fur thoroughly. Only after finding that there were no wounds did he feel relieved. "Why can't father detect your presence all of a sudden? What happened?!"

The little fox looked up in confusion, "Nothing's wrong."

The big fox took the little fox into his arms and licked its fur. He looked up at the sky and seemed to understand something. He sighed and advised, "Xiaojiu, stop playing around and go home."

The little fox was lying on its belly, drowsy, and was startled awake by these words. "Father, we agreed that there are still two years left..."

"Xiaojiu, who else has eaten the pill I gave you except that beast?"

Chu Qingmeng's heart skipped a beat. "Mo Jiangli...what happened? Father?"

The big fox's eyes were filled with helplessness. "Xiaojiu, that world was only created for the purpose of experiencing tribulation. There are dozens of such small worlds. Except for the people who have experienced tribulation, all other small worlds should be nothing..."

"Nothingness?!" The little fox straightened up, a complex mixture of emotions swirling in his eyes. Jiang Qing, Jiang Che, Eleven Lingxue, and so many others, they...

Seeing the little fox about to cry, the big fox rubbed her face and said, "Okay, don't cry. Father means that they should be regarded as nothing in your eyes. You are just mortals. Giving them the elixir is against the will of heaven. Probably because you didn't cause any big trouble, I only sealed your aura."

“…”Is the way of heaven so inhumane?

Ling Xian, knowing what she was thinking, pulled her back into his arms and licked her fur. "Heaven's Way isn't a person. It's just a kind of destiny. Anyone who violates its rules will be punished."