Time Travel and Love

After seeing the deep disdain in Chu Qingmeng's eyes, Ling Xiao could no longer sit still. "No, beauty, what are you looking at me with? I am also very capable, okay? Don't look at me with such disdain. My martial arts and military tactics are no worse than Mo Liujin's, okay?"

"Just empty talk," Chu Qingmeng replied flatly, lowering her head to start eating. Ling Xiao, on the other hand, was so angry at her words that he jumped up and down, insisting on proving himself by competing with Mo Liujin.

"Shameless." Chu Qingmeng gave him another four words. Ling Xiao felt unbalanced and began to introduce his life to Chu Qingmeng at length. After a long time, Chu Qingmeng finished her meal, put down her bowl and chopsticks, bowed to Mo Chenfeng and left to go back to her room. She didn't even look at him, leaving only two words, "Noisy."

Mo Chenfeng couldn't help but find it amusing to see Ling Xiao, the usually playboy, jumping up and down in anger at Chu Qingmeng's few words. Ling Xiao was known for his eloquence in the capital, using roundabout ways to criticize officials and generals he disliked, leaving them speechless. Unexpectedly, today, Qingmeng had infuriated him so much. Seeing him like this, Mu Lingxue also smiled to herself. After all, she had also experienced the young master's eloquence on the way back to the capital from Li County. She put down her bowl and chopsticks, bowed to Mo Chenfeng, and returned to her room, leaving the other men to discuss the military.

Mo Liujin ignored Ling Xiao and ate silently. When he was almost done, he ordered the table to be cleared and began to discuss the matters concerning the taking over of the army. It wasn't until midnight that everyone finished their discussion and dispersed to their rooms. Originally, Mo Liujin and Mo Liuyuan slept separately, but with Ling Xiao's arrival, Mo Liujin had no choice but to let him sleep. The courtyard was really small. Besides the main hall for meetings, there were only five small courtyards. Each courtyard had only two bedrooms, one for the master and one for the servants. Mo Liujin disliked Ling Xiao's noise and had no choice but to move in and sleep with his brother. He really wanted to go to Qingmeng's place, but that was impossible, especially now that he was sleeping with Mo Liuyuan. He couldn't even sneak out at night.

Chu Qingmeng, who had slept too much during the day, felt no sleep at all. She was sitting on the porch, gazing at the moon in a daze. In another month, the weather would get colder, and she wouldn't be able to go out. Looking at the moon, she couldn't help but think of the two children she had left behind. They were about four months old now, right? She wondered if they'd been able to roll over. She remembered how the director always said back in the orphanage that the children who lay around would roll over, sit up, and crawl. At four months old, they should be fatter and able to roll over. She wondered what they looked like. The two children looked very similar, with a lot of resemblance to Mo Liujin, and less to her. Their personalities, however, weren't exactly the same as Mo Liujin's brothers. One was active and crybaby, the other very quiet. It seemed like their personalities were more like hers and Mo Liujin's. She wiped the tears from her eyes and was about to go back to the house, but when she turned around, she bumped into Mo Liujin's chest. She covered her sore nose, and the tears that had just stopped flowing began to flow again.

Mo Liujin hurriedly rubbed her gently, "What's wrong? Why are you sitting here crying?"

Chu Qingmeng punched him, and when his nose felt less sore, he muttered, "I was thinking about Qing'er and Che'er. I've been out for over two months. They've probably both turned over a new leaf by now. Hey? Didn't you go sleep with your brother? Why did you come out?"

Mo Liujin held her in his arms and said, "I was getting ready for bed. I had just taken off my coat when Feiying came to report that you were sitting in the yard crying. How could I sleep? I had no choice but to put on my coat and come to see what was wrong with you. I thought you were sad because I wasn't with you, but I didn't expect it to be because of those two little bastards. Does that mean I'm not as important to you as they are? You actually cried for them. I couldn't bear to see you cry for me. Alas, daughters are still the best."

Chu Qingmeng punched him again, snorted angrily, and ignored him. Mo Liujin picked up Chu Qingmeng and walked into the house. "It's cold outside, and it's almost midnight. Why don't you go back to the house?"

After entering the house, Mo Liujin put Chu Qingmeng down and rubbed his face against hers, then kissed her earlobe. Seeing that she blushed unconsciously, he lifted her chin, looked at her with eyes full of desire, and called her name softly in a seductive voice, "Qingmeng~"

Chu Qingmeng was almost bewitched by him. She bit her lip until she felt the pain and then spoke, "Go back to sleep. Your injury hasn't healed yet."

"Qingmeng." Mo Liujin was reluctant to leave, still holding her tightly in his arms. Their bodies were pressed so tightly together that Chu Qingmeng could feel him, but reason prevailed and she pushed him, saying, "Go back to sleep. Are you trying to kill yourself? Your wound is almost healed."

Mo Liujin lowered his head and kissed Chu Qingmeng as if to vent his anger, then let go of her and whispered, "Just wait until I'm better." He turned around and left Chu Qingmeng's room.

Chu Qingmeng chuckled softly, turned around, changed his clothes, lay back on the bed, and began to rest. Meanwhile, Mo Liujin, who had returned, took off his shirt and stood outside for a long time before returning. Mo Liuyuan couldn't help but chuckle at his behavior. "I told you not to get too close to our sister, and you see, it's you who's uncomfortable." Mo Liujin glared at him, took the quilt and fell asleep on the soft couch.