Time Travel and Love

"Ahhhh!! Mo Liujin! Shut up!" Chu Qingmeng's face turned red because of what he said.

"Good Qingmeng, good Qingmeng, I won't say anything more, why is your face so red..." Mo Liujin was frightened by her overly red face, and hurriedly apologized with a smile, trying to make her return to her normal state.

Chu Qingmeng took a long time to calm down, and the blush on her face finally faded. Mo Liujin took off his court robes and sat back on the bed. "After the morning court session ended today, the... the Lord left Dong Yun and me, and mentioned the marriage. The date is set for the eighth day of next month. The Lord... the Lord made it clear that this does not count as an appointed marriage."

Chu Qingmeng raised an eyebrow when he heard him address Mo Yunting. "What's wrong? Are you saying the word 'superior' very eloquently today?"

Mo Liujin closed his eyes and took a deep breath. "Ever since you said that yesterday, I've always felt inferior to him. Not in terms of status, but... in terms of generation."

"Hahaha..." Chu Qingmeng laughed without giving any face, "You were trying to persuade me yesterday that he is him and I am me."

"I just always unconsciously think of him as my father-in-law, and then I... feel guilty. I have been with you for so long, but I have never paid homage to my father-in-law and mother-in-law, nor have I celebrated your birthday." Mo Liujin realized at this moment that he was not a human being.

"Worship..." Chu Qingmeng was lost in thought. "No one has collected their remains. Besides, I was too young to know how to worship them back then. What's the point of discussing it now?"

"Forget it, Madam, don't think about those things. If you want, then you can build another courtyard to enshrine your mother-in-law's tablet, okay?" When Mo Liujin heard Chu Qingmeng's words "no one will collect the corpse", he knew that he had touched her sore spot again.

Chu Qingmeng shook her head. She didn't have much time left, and it would be useless to do anything. "It's meaningless. He has my mother's tablet there."

"Okay, don't think about it anymore. Get up. I have nothing to do today. I'll take you to the other courtyard to soak in the hot springs?" Mo Liujin deliberately changed the subject.

"Wait a few days, there are still a lot of files." Chu Qingmeng was really overwhelmed. Her carbon pen was almost used up! If she had to use a brush to write, it would be fatal!

"Okay, it's time to get up and have breakfast." Mo Liujin helped the man up and put on his clothes one by one.

When the two arrived at the restaurant, several juniors were already waiting.

"Greetings to my father and mother."

His family is the only special one in the whole capital city. They pay their respects to their elders at the breakfast table.

After the meal, Chu Qingmeng held Xiao Mingwei in his arms and teased her. Now that she was almost two years old, it was time for her to talk in a playful way. "Zhu Mu (Grandma), Zhu Mu, kiss me..."

The babyish voice melted Chu Qingmeng's heart. She was so cute. He kissed her chubby little face and said, "It's like a soft jelly. I really want to suck it."

Mrs. Li chuckled. Her mother loved children very much. She would always hold Mingwei in her arms and cherish him. "Mother sees these children every day, but she still can't stop cherishing them. When the mansion gets busier next year and there are so many children, I'm afraid Mother won't be able to cherish them all."

Chu Qingmeng thought about it carefully and realized that it was true. In Jiang Qingyuan, a concubine and a concubine were pregnant. In Jiang Cheyuan, Xu and the concubine were also pregnant. That made four people in total. "It's going to be lively. By the way, Qihua, is there anything else you need? I'll prepare it in advance."

"Mother, it's still early, don't worry. You have made all the preparations these days." Xu's tone was full of helplessness.

"We prepare early so we can find out what we have missed and fill in the gaps." Chu Qingmeng handed Mingwei to the wet nurse to take out to play. "I still have a few pieces of tribute satin. I'll ask Chunhe to give them to you later. You can make the baby's clothes yourself if you want. If you don't want to do it yourself, you can ask the embroiderer in the mansion to do it."

"Yes, mother, I understand." Mrs. Xu was very happy, but thinking of her eighth sister, she still felt uncomfortable. "Mother, I want to... leave my eighth sister at home... I wonder if you... can agree to it?"

"..." Chu Qingmeng looked at Xu and asked a serious question, "Qihua, do you really want to keep her?"

"Mother, there are only two concubines left in our courtyard, and one of them is pregnant. I can't... let my husband suffer." Xu found it difficult to speak.

"..." Chu Qingmeng looked at Mo Jiangche and then at Xu, "I'm asking about your thoughts. Don't worry about him, he won't die from holding it in."

"Puff!" Mo Jiangche spat out a mouthful of tea, his ears obviously flushed. It's not that he couldn't stand hearing such words, in the military camp such words were not even considered obscene, but... the person who said these words was his mother.

"Cough cough cough..." Mo Jiangqing was choked by his saliva. His mother...never stops until she says something shocking.

"Cough cough cough..." Mo Liujin put down the tea bowl in his hand and kept coughing.

Li and Xu's faces turned red.

"Chu Qingmeng!" Mo Liujin felt powerless. "You...stop meddling in the affairs of the younger generation."

"..." Chu Qingmeng sighed, "Never mind. You guys can do whatever you want."

"Master, Quan Si is here and is in the double-way room." Feiying came into the restaurant to report.

"General, Princess, the eldest prince is here and wants to see the princess." The doorman just came in.