Time Travel and Love

The next morning, after breakfast, the group heard Mo Chenfeng announce that they were going to the city gates to pray for rain. Feeling like they were enjoying the excitement, Chu Qingmeng and Mu Lingxue followed suit. Watching Mo Chenfeng ascend the city wall, supported by Mo Liuyuan and Mo Liujin, Chu Qingmeng and Mu Lingxue whispered about how they had never seen how to pray for rain before. Then, Mo Chenfeng began the ritual. The group watched each step unfold, but the sky remained clear. Even after all the rituals were completed, the sky remained clear. The people below the city wall erupted in commotion, complaining bitterly about the heavens and the earth.

Mo Chenfeng sighed and shook his head. Just as he was about to descend the city wall, he heard Mu Lingxue and Chu Qingmeng jokingly say, "Qingmeng, how about you come again? Did you know that when you brought rain to every county, the people became so famous that they even built a temple for you?"

Chu Qingmeng said with a dark face, "I told you, that was a coincidence! A coincidence! If I could really call the wind and rain, why would I need Si Yu Xingjun? Can't I just let him do it for me?"

"Hahaha..." Mu Lingxue laughed, "I also think those people are exaggerating. The main thing is that they really built a temple for you!"

"Qing Meng, why not give it a try?" Mo Chenfeng suddenly said, "It doesn't matter if it doesn't work. But now, even if it's a last-ditch effort, the people are willing to give it a try."

"Give it a try, Qingmeng." Seeing Mo Liujin and Mo Liuyuan also looking at her with burning eyes, Chu Qingmeng became even more speechless. She could only stand in the middle, sighed, raised her hands, and gestured, "Wind! Rain! Thunder! Lightning! Break!" As soon as she finished speaking, the once clear sky suddenly darkened with dark clouds and thunder. Chu Qingmeng raised an eyebrow, watching the changes in the sky and mentally complaining about the heavens, completely unaware that the light array beneath her feet began to shine brighter.

At this time, on a mountain far away in Longguo, an old man with white hair and beard noticed the strong breath leaked from the light array. He lowered his head and counted with his fingers, and his brows suddenly lit up with joy. He quickly activated the teleportation array.

At this moment, Chu Qingmeng watched the people below the city kneel down and kowtow to her, calling her a deity. She couldn't help but twitch her lips and secretly complained, "If not, why not give me the seat of Si Yu Xingjun? I think I'm quite suitable."

"Qingmeng! Under your feet!" Mu Lingxue spotted the light array beneath her feet. Just as Chu Qingmeng was about to look down, a bolt of lightning struck her, but it didn't hurt her at all. Instead, it lifted her up and slowly ascended into the sky. Upon realizing this, Chu Qingmeng jumped in shock, her face filled with panic as she cried out, "Ajin! Ajin! Save me!!"

Mo Liujin and his companions, who had been watching the people cheering, were frightened by Chu Qingmeng's cry for help. They saw that she had already flown up to the height of a person, with her hands desperately stretched out towards Mo Liujin. Mo Liujin's face was instantly filled with panic. He flew up and stretched out his hand to pull Chu Qingmeng down, but at this time, the thunder had already carried Chu Qingmeng higher and higher. The fingertips of the two brushed past each other, and Chu Qingmeng disappeared little by little. Only a panicked cry, "A Jin!" was left in the air.

The moment she disappeared, heavy rain poured down.

"Qingmeng!!!" Mo Liujin stared at the place where Chu Qingmeng disappeared with bloodshot eyes. After a heart-wrenching scream, he suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood and fainted.

The next day, Mo Liujin woke up and prepared to go straight to Chu Qingmeng's room. He felt that he was dreaming, it must be a dream, and Chu Qingmeng would walk out of the room with a smile soon. But before he walked out of the room, Mo Liuyuan came and saw that he insisted on going to Qingmeng's room. He really couldn't persuade him and let him go. But after searching the room and not finding Chu Qingmeng, Mo Liujin suddenly fell to the ground with a pale face.

Mo Liuyuan didn't know how to comfort him, so he could only pat his shoulder in comfort. Mo Liujin, realizing the reality of the situation, burst into tears, but he didn't notice. He sat there in a daze, slumped to the ground. Later, he locked himself in Chu Qingmeng's room, refusing to eat or drink, and remained in a daze. Mo Chenfeng mourned alone for several days, then mustered his energy to attend to various matters in the city. Mo Liuyuan sighed daily with Mu Lingxue. Feiying, upon seeing Mo Liujin like this, wrote a letter to Feiling. For about two weeks, Mo Liuyuan fed Mo Liujin porridge daily, but Mo Liujin lost weight drastically, becoming unrecognizable. He stayed in Chu Qingmeng's room every day, refusing to leave. That was until Chun and Xiazhi secretly arrived with their two children. Mo Liujin made a big move, instantly stirring up the once stagnant mansion.

Chun and Xia Zhi knelt before the bed, holding the child, and advised, "Third Master, the young lady is gone, but you can't go with her! Look, this is the flesh and blood the young lady left for you. You can't let them lose both their mother and their father, can you?"

Chun He kowtowed to Mo Liujin and cried, "Third Young Master! Even if you don't do it for others, you must at least raise these two children for me! This is the only thing I have left in this world that is related to you! You can't abandon them!"

Hearing this, Mo Liujin's eyes moved, as if he had regained a bit of life. He sat up with difficulty and motioned for them to bring the child over.