Time Travel and Love

Chu Qingmeng hurried into the house, ready to find some clothes to change into. But as soon as she opened the door, a sword was placed on her neck. But then the sword's owner saw Qingmeng's face clearly, and the sword fell to the ground with a clang.

Chu Qingmeng looked up, but Feiying in front of her embraced her regardless of everything. Chu Qingmeng frowned and broke free, holding the dagger to the other's throat and shouted, "Who are you? What are you doing!"

"Master!" Feiying wiped his eyes and looked straight at Chu Qingmeng, "Subordinate Feiying greets the master!"

"Fei? Feiying?!" Chu Qingmeng was stunned. This? This uncle is Feiying?! Chu Qingmeng suddenly realized that something was wrong. She stumbled a few steps and almost fell. Feiying held her up. Chu Qingmeng calmed down and asked, "Feiying, how long have I been walking?"

"My Lord, it's been 24 years and three months," Hiei answered truthfully.

"What? What?! Twenty-four years?!!!" Chu Qingmeng's scalp tingled instantly. So, the question she faced was, was Mo Liujin now the same age as the uncle back then? Chu Qingmeng sat down on the stool somewhat helplessly. The wind blew in, making her feel cold. Then, remembering she was still wearing a short skirt, she quickly sent Feiying out to get a few more charcoal braziers while she changed her clothes. She was practically freezing to death.

Fortunately, it wasn't long before Feiying brought the charcoal brazier, and the room warmed up. Chu Qingmeng finally felt alive again. Only then did he have the energy to ask Feiying about Mo Liujin. When he learned he was drinking in the palace, he told her to let him go and not to tell him he was back. If he was drunk, he should be brought back, and don't let anyone else in. Feiying nodded.

At midnight, the men finished drinking and the two brothers, Mo Jiangqing and Mo Jiangche, supported Mo Liujin as they walked back. When they were almost at the gate of the courtyard, Feiying went out to meet him, took Mo Liujin and brought him back to the house. The two brothers then went back to their own rooms.

Mo Liujin was brought back by Feiying when she saw Du Zishi. He had obviously vomited on the way. Looking at Mo Liujin lying on the bed like a dead dog, Chu Qingmeng was a little angry. Why did he drink so much! Seeing Mo Liujin's somewhat old face again, she felt only distressed. She thought that she would never be able to accept the old Mo Liujin, but seeing him like this now, she felt nothing but distressed. With a light sigh, she resigned herself to her fate and wiped Mo Liujin with a towel wet with hot water. Seeing that his figure was not as good as before, she lamented in her heart that in less than a month, the perfect handsome boy in her heart had turned into an old uncle. Alas. After cleaning him clean, she went to bed and fell asleep beside him.

The next morning, Mo Liujin, having sobered up, was about to get up to practice martial arts. This was a habit he had instilled in his two children since they were little, and he hadn't stopped for over twenty years. As he moved, he discovered someone sleeping on his wrist. The person, with their back to him, looked like a woman. He was instantly enraged. How dare a woman climb into his bed while he was drunk! He pulled his hand away. Drawing the sword from the bedside, he pointed it at the woman and shouted, "How dare you! When did such a shameless maid appear in this mansion?"

Chu Qingmeng was half asleep when he woke her up. Angry for getting up, she picked up a pillow and threw it at him, crying out in a muffled voice, "Mo Liujin! If you dare, stab me to death! I finally got back! Everyone is pointing swords at me! I have no shame, don't I?! Get out of here and take a look! The sign on the door is from Princess An Ning's Mansion!"

Mo Liujin's sword fell to the ground with a clang. His breathing quickened. He stared at the person in front of him without blinking, but he saw the person in front of him smiled sleepily at him, lying back on the bed and saying, "Mo Liujin, you're so noisy. I'm still sleepy. I didn't go to bed until Chou hour last night because I was cleaning you. It's not even Mao hour yet. Can you let me sleep a little longer?"

After saying that, he closed his eyes and went back to sleep. Mo Liujin felt that his hands and feet were no longer under his control. He stumbled back onto the bed and reached out to touch Chu Qingmeng, but was afraid that it was all a dream. He gently touched her face and found that she had not disappeared. A huge sense of surprise swept over him. He pulled Chu Qingmeng tightly into his arms and laughed heartily, laughing until tears flowed. Chu Qingmeng was really sleepy. After learning that the token could be returned, she had not slept all night, thinking about how to steal it. After returning last night, she stayed up until the end of midnight to finish cleaning up. In total, she had slept for less than four hours!

Chu Qingmeng put his hand over his mouth and said, "Mo Liujin, I beg you, let me sleep for a while. I haven't slept for two days and one night in order to get back. Please stop arguing, or I'll be mad at you and cry!"

Mo Liujin took her hand and kissed it, then stopped arguing with her, still holding her tightly and refusing to let go. Chu Qingmeng felt like she had just fallen asleep when someone knocked on the door. She immediately frowned in anger and was about to curse, but Mo Liujin covered her mouth and replied, "I'm not feeling well today, so there's no need to call me. Please apologize to your grandfather for me. And tell the servants not to knock on the door."

"Yes, father." A clear male voice answered from outside the door.

Chu Qingmeng dodged him, covered her mouth, hit his shoulder, and fell asleep again. This time no one woke her up, and Chu Qingmeng slept until dinner time. Only then did she feel like she was really alive again.