Time Travel and Love

Chapter 290 The city knows how to have fun

Jing Ming held Chu Qingmeng's hairpin in his hand, seemingly examining it carefully. His voice was as gentle as the smile beneath his mask. "What you need to do is simple. Once you're done, return these things to their original owners. Our master has ordered that if you don't know what to do, then please let the general set an example for you."

A smile flashed in Eleven's eyes. Chujiucheng knows how to have fun.

Mo Liuyuan was so shocked by this that he suddenly looked at Mo Liujin. What was going on?! He had been there to protect the eleventh emperor's ascension to the throne, so how could he be threatened?! Ling Xiao and the others looked at Mo Liujin in shock. This man's clothes and mask were exactly the same as Chu Qingmeng's, so he must be one of his men. How could he be threatened by one of his own?

Mo Liujin just stared at the hairpin, as if trying to guess Chu Qingmeng's intention. After a long moment, he laughed, then stepped out of the line and slowly knelt. "Your humble servant, Mo Liujin, pays homage to the Emperor. Long live the Emperor."

Following his salute, all the royalists in the hall knelt down and shouted "Long live the emperor!"

Jingming raised his hand and gently fiddled with the ornaments on the bamboo poles, his eyes sweeping over everyone in the hall one by one. The crisp sound of the ornaments colliding seemed to weigh on the hearts of those people. Finally, some people began to be unable to bear it, and knelt down in groups of three or two and shouted "Long live the emperor!" until all the ministers in the hall knelt down, leaving only Fifteen and Seventeen who refused to kneel.

Eleven turned and stood at the front, ambition in his eyes. "The late emperor has passed away, and my heart is deeply saddened. However, I am comforted by the loyalty of your ministers. I ask that you all join me in mourning for the late emperor. Three days later, the Ministry of Rites will handle the enthronement. All the ministers, please stand."

But his turning around made Mo Liujin clench his fists. There was a dark pattern on his clothes, which was not obvious at first, but when he turned around, Mo Liujin realized that the pattern was exactly the same as the pattern on Qingmeng's hairpin.

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Listening to Quan Si's retelling, Chu Qingmeng laughed out loud. Eleven was really good at pretending, so he might as well try pretending too. "The world is a chess game, and I am the one holding the pieces."

The four of them looked at each other and laughed silently, and the master began to pant.

"Let's go! This is so boring! I thought there would be some big fight. It turned out to be so simple. Tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk. So disappointed! I'm so free! I'd rather go home and play with my granddaughter!" Chu Qingmeng stood up. Kui Wenzhong stepped forward to support her, and gently led her off the roof of the Hall of Supreme Harmony. Several people followed with shadow guards.

After leaving the palace, Chu Qingmeng mounted his horse, and Shuang Cheng mounted his horse, holding Chu Qingmeng's reins, and the two of them walked towards the Chu Mansion. The others returned to the fifth floor.

"Shuangcheng, I'm hungry." Chu Qingmeng turned her head to face Shuangcheng. She was looking forward to him taking out some food. Every time he brought out food, it was always to her taste.

"Master, please have something to eat first." Shuang Cheng took out a piece of cake and handed it to her.

Chu Qingmeng put on her veil and took off her mask, then began to eat. Shuang Cheng shook his head. The old host was very good at understanding Jiu Ye's taste. It was rare to hear Jiu Ye say "hungry". Judging from her expression, she might not be hungry, but greedy.

Chu Qingmeng ignored Mo Jiangche's advice and went back to the palace on her own. She felt the palace had too many rules and was too noisy. After returning, she had someone make a tranquilizer. She just wanted to sleep, but her sleep was restless, so she drank the medicine and went back to sleep. Shuang Cheng frowned, but said nothing.

After drinking the medicine, Chu Qingmeng fell asleep in the room, and Shuangcheng took a nap on the roof beam. Until the evening of the next day, Shuangcheng could no longer sit still. He called Chu Qingmeng four or five times, but Chu Qingmeng showed no signs of waking up. Anxious, he immediately launched a flare into the air.

His original intention was only to call his brothers, and the signal flare was not an emergency color. However, Feiying and Feiling clearly recognized the signal flare on the fifth floor. They saw it in the next courtyard and were confused. When did the master return? They hurriedly climbed over the wall from the palace and returned to the mansion.

Qin An and his companions were even more startled. They were all too familiar with the signal flares on the fifth floor. Though they didn't seem particularly anxious, only the Ninth Master would be in the next courtyard. They exchanged glances and went inside to report to Mo Jiangqing and Mo Jiangche. The two brothers had just arrived to pay their respects and had just returned, changed, and settled down. Before they could even speak, they hurried back to the mansion upon hearing Qin An's report.

At this time, Chu Qingmeng's soul had already left her body, and there was no way Shuang Cheng could wake her up!

Ling Xian remained motionless, closing his eyes and regulating his breathing. Chu Qingmeng knelt before him and honestly admitted his mistake, "Father, I was wrong."

Ling Xian remained motionless and refused to speak.

Chu Qingmeng's dog tugged at his clothes stealthily, and when he still didn't respond, he quietly stood up and prepared to leave.

"Come back." Ling Xian said coldly, "Kneel down."

Chu Qingmeng, who had already reached the door, knelt down again in front of Ling Xian with a guilty conscience, "Father, I was wrong. Please say something."

"When did you remember it?" Ling Xian asked with her eyes closed.

"When I was returning from the mountain, I was in the teleportation array. The memories that poured in disturbed my mind, and it took me ten hours to get out of the teleportation array." Chu Qingmeng told the truth obediently.

Ling Xian then slowly opened her eyes and looked at Chu Qingmeng, "Are you hurt?"

"No, no." Chu Qingmeng shook his head frantically.

Ling Xian snorted coldly, and finally softened her heart when she saw the little man kneeling in front of her. "Get up."

How could Chu Qingmeng dare to do that? He hadn't even asked the key point yet! If he got up now, he might be punished even more severely! "Father, I'd better wait until you finish scolding me before I get up."