Time Travel and Love

Chapter 565 Busy

Chu Qingmeng looked at the tiger skin cake and egg tarts and laughed, picked up a piece and ate it, "You really don't mind the trouble. Making the egg tart crust is a big project."

"Let me take you back to the old days." Mu Lingxue teased her.

"..." Chu Qingmeng rolled her eyes at her, "Are you reminiscing about the sweetness and thinking about the bitterness?"

"Ah? Recalling the past and thinking of the present, you got it wrong." Mu Lingxue didn't react for a moment.

"Taste it, taste it carefully." Chu Qingmeng had a sly smile on his face.

Mu Lingxue reacted instantly and couldn't help but laugh along with her. What kind of freedom is there in modern times? What about here? Even a princess can't be free.

How can this not be considered a kind of suffering?

The conversation had barely ended when Xu Xiru and his family arrived. Mo Jiangche and the Xu family went out to greet them and ushered them into the main hall. The Xu couple and their younger generation were about to pay their respects, but Chu Qingmeng signaled Chunhe to stop them. In the end, they simply accepted the younger generation's greetings.

Li's parents also arrived quickly. After a few casual chats, the men and women separated.

Mo Liujin told Chunhe to keep an eye on Chu Qingmeng and to send someone to call him immediately if he felt unwell. Then he took people to the main hall in the front yard.

Seeing Mo Liujin so worried, Mother Li was slightly alarmed. Wasn't it said that the general had taken a concubine? Why did he seem to care more about the princess than before?

Xu's mother also asked Mrs. Xu with her eyes, but Mrs. Xu just shook her head slightly and told her not to ask any more questions.

The guests arrived quickly. This was Mo Liujin's first proper banquet since returning to Beijing, so almost all of them were there except for his political enemies. For a while, the entire general's mansion was bustling with people.

Mo Jiangli also came, but because there were so many people around, she only addressed him as "Auntie."

Chu Qingmeng saw that he was slightly more energetic. She hadn't seen him for over a month during his time on the fifth floor. "Jiang Li, how did you find time to come here?"

"Aunt, you were saying this, my nephew...my nephew has always been good friends with Jiang Qing and Jiang Che, but you didn't even let Jiang Che give me an invitation for my niece's one-month-old full moon celebration. I had to come here shamelessly myself." Mo Jiangli looked aggrieved.

Chu Qingmeng smiled helplessly, "You come to the General's Mansion every day, I just treat you as my own family, you can come as you please, and you even asked me for a post."

"Yes, yes, aunt is right. It's my fault for being thick-skinned." Mo Jiangli laughed a few times and left for the front yard.

The guests arrived quickly, and the banquet began. The noise and chatter continued until the beginning of the evening. Xu's mother stayed to accompany Xu. Li, for some reason, also begged Li's mother to stay.

Chunhe helped Chu Qingmeng back to the warm room, and the servants quickly boiled the medicine and brought it up. Mo Liujin hurried back, took her into his arms, took the medicine bowl, and began to feed her the medicine spoon by spoon.

"Go to sleep. You must be exhausted this afternoon." Mo Liujin held her in his arms and let her sleep against his chest. After the person fell asleep, he reluctantly put her back on the couch and left for the meeting room in the front yard.

All the military generals in the court who were on good terms with him were in the conference room. Ling Xiao and Shen Sixu presided over the meeting on his behalf. Only when they saw him come back did they start to get down to business.

The next day, Chu Qingmeng woke up early. There was nothing to do today, and Mo Liujin was probably busy all the time, so he lay down on the rocking chair in the yard to bask in the sun.

"Master. Are you looking for a subordinate?" Wen Zhong entered the yard and saw Chu Qingmeng in a leisurely manner. He twitched his lips helplessly.

"Well, let them all go down."

Wen Zhong turned around and looked at Shuang Cheng Feiying. The two of them had tacitly dismissed everyone.

"If I find a safer way out for the Qie family, would you be willing?" Chu Qingmeng waved his hand and motioned him to sit down.

"Master, please tell me." Wen Zhong was puzzled.

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It was not until lunch time that Mo Liujin came back again. He fed her and gave her medicine again, talked to her for a while, and then left.

Before dinner, it seemed that everything had been arranged, and the father and his two sons had some free time. The family sat together to eat, and Mo Liujin still served her the dishes, but it was not convenient to feed her in front of others.

It’s not that Chu Qingmeng couldn’t eat by himself, he was just lazy and not hungry, so he didn’t want to eat. He would only eat a few more bites if he fed him.

After returning to the warm room and feeding her the medicine, he began to warn her, "There may be chaos tomorrow, so stay in the mansion and don't go out."

Chu Qingmeng was almost asleep, and she hummed softly before falling asleep. Mo Liujin tucked her in, kissed her gently, and left.

At three quarters past three in the morning, Shuang Cheng knocked on the door to wake up Chu Qingmeng. They put on the hood of their black cloak, and Shuang Cheng and Feiying took her out of the house.

In the carriage, Shuang Cheng was changing Chu Qingmeng's appearance, pasting, painting, and a young man's face that looked exactly like Mo Yunting appeared.

"Tsk tsk, no matter how many times I see it, I still think the craftsmanship is truly miraculous." Chu Qingmeng looked in the mirror and marveled at the authenticity of the mask. "As long as no one touches it, you can't tell whether it's real or fake with the naked eye."

"You won't be noticed if you touch it with your hands. I made the seams very thin. But please don't do anything feminine."

Shuang Cheng combed Chu Qingmeng's hair into a boy's style, tying half of her hair up with a hairpin. Fearing that her hair would fall apart if she moved too much, he added a hair tie. After several decorations, her hair looked like a nobleman.