Time Travel and Love

"What?! Still sick?! Why didn't the third brother say anything!" Mo Liufang's anger suddenly soared.

"Brother, calm down. It's Third Brother's business whether he tells the truth or not. Besides, what's the use even if he tells the truth? The most urgent thing now is to arrange for someone to go in. Qingmeng's illness cannot be delayed." Mo Liujue's voice unconsciously carried a hint of reprimand. The eldest brother is usually a very smart person, so why did he lose his composure when encountering Qingmeng's matter?

"Brother Feiying, what do you want me to do?" Shuang Cheng walked in from outside and saw Feiying standing in the corridor and turning around in circles.

"Shuangcheng, you are here. The emperor has forbidden the master to leave. All of us secret guards have been cleared out, but the people on the fifth floor are still there. Can you ask a brother to come out and ask about the master's situation?" Feiying became excited when he saw Shuangcheng and grabbed his shoulders.

"..." So, they still don't know what's going on? Shuang Cheng patted Feiying's shoulder to comfort him, "Calm down, Brother Feiying, it's okay. I'll go in and take a look."

Shuang Cheng entered the yard unhindered, leaving Feiying dumbfounded. When he tried to go in, he was stopped by the guard at the door.

"..." Why are you still looking down on others? Feiying had no choice but to lean against the wall and wait for Shuangcheng to come out.

When Shuang Cheng entered the warm room, he saw his master and the emperor talking with his master.

"Shuangcheng? What's the matter?" Chu Qingmeng was puzzled because she didn't call him.

Shuang Cheng was a little embarrassed. "Feiying, I was so worried because I couldn't get in. I was worried that you might get hurt in the yard, so I called me back."

Mo Yunting's eyes, which had been downcast, suddenly raised an eyebrow and glanced at Shuang Cheng, "Fei Ying? The leader of the secret guards?"

"Yes." Shuang Cheng responded.

"Go out and tell him I'm fine. Just let him rest assured."

"The masters of the palace should be here." Shuang Cheng saw Mo Liufang's Hanoverian horse at the gate of the palace. The horse was rare and beautiful. His master loved horses, so he always paid attention to it.

"..." Chu Qingmeng glared at Mo Yunting, "I put you under house arrest without informing me in advance! This is going to be a commotion!"

"It's lively as long as it's lively. Why bother with so much?" Mo Yunting said calmly.

Ling Xian glanced at him and said quietly, "Qianji Pavilion has people in the court. Have you forgotten?"

"Don't worry about the people in Prince Rong's mansion. Tell Jiang Qing and Jiang Che that their mother is fine and there's no need to worry. If you have any questions, just come back in three days to pay your respects and ask them yourself." Mo Yunting understood Ling Xian's meaning and was afraid that those two little bastards would jump in and mess things up.

Shuang Cheng left the courtyard of the warm room, and Fei Ying flashed in front of him in an instant. Shuang Cheng rolled his eyes at him speechlessly.

"How is the master?"

"Nothing. Nothing at all. I was eating melon seeds when I went there." Shuang Cheng was very clear that the existence of the host and Eleventh Master could not be disclosed.

"Are you sure? The master was still asleep when we were kicked out."

"I'm sure. Our grandfather told me to tell you she's fine, don't worry." Shuang Cheng told him what Chu Qingmeng had said, and comforted him, reassuring him. He then went to find Jiang Qing and Jiang Che and relayed Mo Yunting's words to them.

Mo Liuyuan looked at Shuang Cheng and asked, "You can come and go as you please?"

"... should... be possible." Shuang Cheng didn't understand what he meant, so he didn't say it clearly. He just pretended to hesitate and said, "No one stopped me from coming in and out. I guess I can come and go as I please."

"Is Qingmeng's illness better?" Mo Liufang returned to his usual appearance and spoke in a cold voice.

"I have taken the medicine and I am in good spirits. Please don't worry, our master is fine." Shuang Cheng didn't want to deal with them anymore and prepared to send everyone away.

As long as everyone is alright, the rest of the things won't be a problem. After asking Shuang Cheng a few more questions, everyone dispersed and returned home to prepare for tomorrow's ancestor worship and to meet the emperor.

At lunch time the next day, Ling Xian came to have lunch with Chu Qingmeng. He left after seeing her take the medicine, and came back in the evening to have dinner with her.

Chu Qingmeng: "..."

I really want to ask my father if he is tired.

Mo Yunting hasn't appeared for two days, and no one knows how he managed to appease everyone in Prince Rong's mansion.

On the morning of the third day, Jiang Qing and Jiang Che couldn't wait to enter the warm room to pay their respects. Only when they saw that Chu Qingmeng was indeed safe did they feel relieved.

"Mother, do you know what's going on?" Jiang Che saw that Chu Qingmeng still didn't look very good.

"..." How should I say it? Chu Qingmeng choked for a moment, "It's just Eleven's plan. Don't worry. Your father's departure from Beijing was also his plan. I don't know the details. On the day of the house arrest, I was really sick. After waking up..."

Chu Qingmeng sighed, feeling exhausted. "I have a headache too, but it has already begun. I have no choice but to cooperate."

"It seems that since moving into the General's Mansion, Mother has gradually reduced her involvement in the plan to ascend to the throne." Mo Jiangqing sensed something was amiss when he heard Chu Qingmeng say 'I don't know' again. "Even if you ascend to the throne, you're afraid of the General's Mansion, right, Mother?"