Time Travel and Love

What was Jiang Li doing here at this hour? Was he fully recovered?

Although he was a little confused, he still said, "Let Quan Si take care of it first, and ask the eldest prince to go to the main hall."

As soon as he stepped into the main hall, Jiang Li stepped forward to greet Chu Qingmeng, "Mother..."

"No need to be so polite, sit down." Chu Qingmeng supported Mo Jiangli who wanted to salute.

"Mother, are you okay? I heard that you were angry yesterday..." Mo Jiangli looked at Chu Qingmeng's face and breathed a sigh of relief. It seemed that nothing was wrong.

"Nothing. But you, is your leg feeling better?" Chu Qingmeng sat down in the main seat and signaled the servants to serve tea.

"Mother, my son is much better now. He can walk normally now. As long as he doesn't run, he will be fine. The imperial physician said that he will be fully recovered after some more rest." Jiang Li replied with a smile. He originally thought that Chu Qingmeng was comforting him, but he didn't expect that after taking the medicine, he actually recovered.

"Well, I'm glad you're okay now." Chu Qingmeng nodded. "You should take good care of it these days. I'm afraid it will be difficult to take care of it in the cold winter."

"Yes, mother." Mo Jiangli actually loved hearing Chu Qingmeng's advice. It made him feel strangely familiar. "Mother, I've heard about Jiang Che's situation. Don't worry. She's just a concubine. You can take her in as your wife. Why are you so angry?"

"..." Chu Qingmeng was a little amused and confused. It seemed that everyone thought it was a small matter, and she was the only one who was annoyed. "Grand Tutor Dong has such a background. It's not even a question of whether she can be brought into the courtyard. That woman is too spoiled. I just don't want her to come in and disturb my peace and quiet."

"Mother should just keep her in her yard. It won't cause you so much trouble."

Chu Qingmeng waved his hand and said, "No more talking. What's going on today?"

"I'm fine, son. I just heard that you were angry, so I came to see you." Mo Jiangli didn't expect that he would get the latest news in the palace.

"...Taking good care of your legs is the most important thing." Chu Qingmeng said earnestly.

"Yes, son, I've got it in mind. But mother is also the most important person to me." Mo Jiangli said sincerely.

Chu Qingmeng nodded vaguely. Before he could find an excuse to drive Mo Jiangli away, Mo Jiangheng also arrived.

Chu Qingmeng: "..."

After dealing with the two more people, it was almost noon, and Quan Si was waiting anxiously.

"Quan Si, what's going on?" Before Chu Qingmeng could even get back to the main courtyard, Quan Si and Shuang Cheng came over. "Hey? Shuang Cheng? Are you okay?"

"Yes, sir, I'm fine now." Shuang Cheng was finally able to come out and was in a good mood.

"Master, are you free now?" Quan Sideng, almost dying of anxiety, stepped forward and whispered, "The old master is back and is waiting to see you."

"!!" Chu Qingmeng suddenly felt bad! He rushed back to the main courtyard, hurriedly changed his clothes, and followed Quan Si and the others. "Feiying, tell the Third Master that I won't be back at noon."

Feiying: "..." He was left behind again. What did Quan Si say to his master?

At this moment, Ling Xian, who was on the fifth floor, sat by the window, looking down at the files in her hands. She had gone through them page by page, and the files had piled up to half a person's height.

"Old building owner." Wen Zhong and the other three saluted in unison.

The first thing Ling Xian did when he came back was to ask Quan Si to take the medicine and give it to the four of them first. Although it was not an elixir, it condensed a trace of his immortal energy. After taking the medicine, the few of them recovered instantly.

"Well, get up. Go take care of your things first. I'll call you if I have anything." Ling Xian's voice was cold and distant.

Several people shrank their necks, bowed and left.

"Father." Since there was no one else in the room, Chu Qingmeng ran to Ling Xian's back and hugged his neck, acting like a spoiled child. "Why are you here?"

"I'm worried because I can't detect your presence." Ling Xian kept writing, still looking down at the file. "After all, I've already come out of retreat and have nothing to do in the mountains. I'm most relieved to be here to watch over you. As long as Tiandao doesn't intervene, I won't care what you do. Being close to you will also make it easier for me to take you back as soon as you die to avoid any accidents."

"..." Chu Qingmeng asked tentatively, "You won't kill Mo Liujin, right?"

"It's possible." Ling Xian answered truthfully, "I can't possibly have any affection for a beast who kidnapped my young son. You don't need to test me."

"..." Chu Qingmeng smiled awkwardly. It was over. I hope Mo Liujin is lucky and doesn't provoke his father and brother.

"Did you agree to the emperor's request to raise funds for disaster relief?" Ling Xian put down the pen in his hand, took a sip of tea and asked.

"Well, there's nothing I can do. Wen Zhong and the others haven't recovered yet. I just thought it would be good to spend some money to save the Kui family first." Chu Qingmeng told the truth.

"Yeah. Go ahead and do whatever you want. I'll take care of the fifth floor stuff. Just relax."

"Really?! Father, you are so kind!!" Chu Qingmeng instantly turned into a lackey and began to massage Ling Xian's shoulders and back.

Ling Xian was amused by her, "Okay, calm down. It's almost lunch time, come and have dinner with me."

The lunch was quiet and peaceful. After a short rest of just a cup of tea, Chu Qingmeng had a pill stuffed into his mouth. "Even though time is running out, you should take care of yourself. Aren't you feeling uncomfortable with all these serious illnesses?"