Time Travel and Love

"Bullshit! She's sick! A psychopath! She can't stand seeing her son and his wife getting along! What the hell is wrong with you?! It's her son not wanting to take a concubine, what does it have to do with you?!" Mu Lingxue didn't care about the reason. Even if her sister was doing something against the law, she was still right! Besides, she was not wrong!

Seeing Mu Lingxue protecting her child, Chu Qingmeng finally smiled, wiped away her tears and stopped talking nonsense, "Let's go get some milk tea!"

"Come on! I just released a new drink called 'Tao Zhi Yao Yao'. It has a really strong peach flavor. Try it and give me your opinion!"

"Ok!"

Chu Qingmeng was indeed a good eldest son. He tasted the milk tea and found it good, so he asked the shadow guard beside him to pack a portion and send it back to Ling Xian on the fifth floor.

Ling Xian who received the milk tea: "..."

Although they said they were shopping, in fact, they didn't have anything to buy. As princesses, they chose the best of food, clothing and daily necessities, which were brought to them by servants for them to choose from. Ordinary things were not worth their attention.

"Let's go to the market to eat some snacks. How about fried tofu?" Mu Lingxue tried to divert her attention.

"Okay! I heard that Zhenjiufang has just released peach blossom wine, let's buy some to try!"

"Okay! I won't go home until I'm drunk!"

Chu Qingmeng felt much better after drinking the milk tea in his hand. It turned out that eating sweets could make people happy.

"Master, I'm back." Shuang Cheng said through the small window next to the carriage while riding his horse.

Chu Qingmeng opened the small window and asked, "What do you mean?"

"We've agreed to meet at Jingxin Lake at midnight, and Master Eleven will go with us personally."

"Well, prepare some clothes for me, and I'll go too."

"..." Shuang Cheng was a little amused. This kind of drama where everyone steals their own life, does Jiu Ye really like to watch it? "Yes."

"Oh, right. Fei Ling!"

"I'm here." Fei Ling urged his horse forward.

"Go tell the Second and Fourth Masters that the Highness is taking action tonight, and ask the Fourth Master to be ready to assist. Also, tell the Third Master that I'm going to rob and won't be returning. If the Second and Third Masters are busy, just tell the Fourth Master to assist."

"...Yes." Fei Ling hesitated for a moment before agreeing and urging his horse to go to the palace.

The carriage took the two of them to the market on South Street. After getting off the carriage, they took off their veils and went straight to the fried tofu stall.

Feiying sighed as he looked at Chu Qingmeng in a nine-dragon python robe. This outfit was too eye-catching. However, he had only wanted to go to the palace, so he hadn't brought any extra clothes. He could only hold the cloak and walked forward, "Master, please put some on. It's too eye-catching."

Chu Qingmeng was surprised to realize that her clothes were still the ones she was going to wear to enter the palace. She put on her cloak and continued to walk towards the fried tofu stall with Mu Lingxue.

"Boss! Give me two servings of fried tofu!" The two of them found a random seat and sat down. Chu Qingmeng pulled his cloak to avoid revealing the dragon pattern.

The boss didn't look up and just responded. When he served the tofu, he noticed that the three men standing next to the two women had murderous looks on their faces. He shrank his neck and hurried away.

The two chatted and laughed without noticing the deliberately cold faces of the three men.

After eating the fried tofu, Feiying went to pay the bill. Leng Ji walked up to the two of them with some helplessness, "My two masters, please put on your veils. The men on the road keep looking back. If the Second and Third Masters knew about this, we would be beaten to death."

“…” Chu Qingmeng pursed her lips and took the veil from Leng Ji’s hand and put it on.

It’s really inconvenient to eat!

Mu Lingxue smiled and said, "We don't need to eat anymore. Why don't we go watch the circus?"

They went as soon as they said they would, and the two of them did not get on the carriage, but walked side by side.

After two hours, the sky gradually darkened. Leng Ji urged them to return home. Chu Qingmeng finally separated from Mu Lingxue. "Lingxue, I'm going to do something bad. If I come across something good, I'll bring you some. You go back and wait for me first~"

"Okay, I've fallen in love with Dongzhu recently. If you see one, bring one to me!" Mu Lingxue raised her eyebrows at Chu Qingmeng.

"One is not enough! A box! Come back, baby, and wait for my good news~" Chu Qingmeng blew her a kiss.

Leng Ji Fei Ying Fei Ling Shuang Cheng: "Ugh~"

"Let's go back to the fifth floor."

The carriage reached the fifth floor. Chu Qingmeng rushed up the stairs alone. Feiying wanted to follow, but was stopped by Shuangcheng. "Brother Feiying and Feiling, please don't blame me. After the bloodbath on the fifth floor last time, the entire third floor is off-limits. Only the four of us can go up and report the incident, but we are not allowed to enter. The two of you come with me and rest. You have to go out with Master Jiu tonight."

Feiying watched Chu Qingmeng enter the room, then followed Shuangcheng to rest.

Back in my room, the hot water was ready. I had been playing all afternoon and was sweating and feeling uncomfortable. I took a comfortable shower, dried my hair, and lay down on the bed to rest. I wanted to sleep for a while to avoid being sleepy at night.

It was midnight when Shuang Cheng finally knocked on the door. "Master, it's midnight now. Would you like to eat something and wake up from your nap?"

Chu Qingmeng responded drowsily, and the food was quickly brought to the outer hall. When she woke up and sat up, Ling Xian was already sitting at the table waiting for her.

"Father? You haven't eaten yet at this time?" Chu Qingmeng was surprised.

"Well. Since you're here, I'll have dinner with you." Ling Xian knew she was going out that night. "Go wash your face."

After Chu Qingmeng finished washing up and sat down at the dining table, Ling Xian's brows twitched slightly and he closed his eyes. Forget it, it was his own doing that caused him to spoil her. Who else could he blame?