Time Travel and Love

Chapter 471: You Can’t Provoke a Noble



Chapter 471: You Can’t Provoke a Noble

After all, it was a family matter and not glorious, so Mo Chenfeng covered it up with a few words.

Mo Liuyun lowered his eyes slightly. If he didn't want to tell the truth, then forget it. He would know everything that happened yesterday at the latest in an hour. There was no need to rush.

The city gates were already wide open. The gate guards tried to stop them, but were frightened off by Shuang Cheng's shout, "How dare you! How many lives do you have?! How dare you stop the princess's horse?!"

The chevaux de frise was lifted, and Chu Qingmeng urged his horse back to the fifth floor. Mo Liujin followed closely behind, but was stopped by the guards at the city gate as expected.

"You dare to stop me, General?" Mo Liujin's voice was extremely cold. "Open the barricades, or I will make you bleed on the spot!"

The soldier shrank his neck, opened the barricade, and watched Mo Liujin run away. He said speechlessly, "They are all noble people. We, the soldiers, can't afford to offend them!"

After tracking him down to his new address on the fifth floor, Mo Liujin was unable to get through the main gate. The fifth floor was a bloodbath, with many people who knew him dying. Only a few people knew him, but they were not responsible for guarding the gate.

"..." Mo Liujin rubbed his brow. He wanted to apologize, but he couldn't see anyone.

Feiying and his companions were better off than Mo Liujin, as they were stopped on the first floor of the inner courtyard and watched Chu Qingmeng walk towards the third floor.

"Shuang Cheng, I'm hungry. Ask someone to bring some food up and send it to Father's study."

"Master, the old owner returned to the Duke of Zhenguo's Mansion this morning." Shuang Cheng replied.

"...Oh." Chu Qingmeng's already unhappy mood became even worse. "Forget it, I won't eat. I'm going to sleep. Don't let anyone disturb me."

"..." After hesitating for a long time, Shuang Cheng began to persuade, "Master, eat something before going to sleep. If the old owner knew that you don't value your health, I'm afraid he would be angry."

Chu Qingmeng turned his head to look at Shuang Cheng, who was speechless to the extreme, and laughed out loud, "Don't use my father to pressure me! If you don't tell me, who will know?!"

"...Yes. I was too talkative." Shuang Cheng had no choice but to leave Chu Qingmeng's room.

When they reached the first floor, they found Feiying still staring blankly at the door of Chu Qingmeng's room on the third floor. Shuang Cheng gave him a meaningful look. His thoughts were so easy to guess. From the time he'd been with Jiu Ye, they'd noticed Feiying was exceptionally attentive to him. Whenever the weather changed, he'd always take care of Jiu Ye's clothes and cloaks. This was something a personal maid should do, not the head of the secret guards!

Therefore, he couldn't hide what he was thinking.

Even if others didn't notice, he, who was with him all day, could still notice that when Jiu Ye was alone, he would stare at Jiu Ye in a daze. Some things in his eyes could not be hidden.

"Shuangcheng, let the third master in. A couple will always make up after a quarrel." Feiying said to Shuangcheng.

Shuang Cheng was a little surprised. He thought he would say nothing, but he shook his head and said, "No. I understand the reason, but our master is angry now, so we have to let her calm down. Wait two hours."

As soon as he finished speaking, Wu Qing brought Mo Liujin in.

“…” Shuang Cheng looked at Wu Qing speechlessly.

Professional sabotage.

Mo Liujin went straight up to the third floor. He had already asked Wu Qing about the location of Chu Qingmeng's room.

When he opened the door and entered the inner room, Chu Qingmeng had her hair loose and was wearing only her inner clothes, lying on the couch, reading a storybook.

"Madam." Mo Liujin sat down beside the soft couch, put his hand on her waist and rubbed it gently, "That's not what I meant. Please don't be angry, okay? I was wrong..."

Chu Qing covered her eyes without even raising them, continued to read the storybook and ignored him.

"Qing Meng..." Mo Liujin took her notebook and lay down on the couch, holding her in his arms. His voice was a little muffled, "I was wrong~"

“…” Chu Qingmeng still didn’t speak.

Mo Liujin silently hugged her tightly and kissed her forehead, "I'm sorry, I said the wrong thing. Are you upset?"

Although she still didn't say anything this time, she quietly hugged him back.

"It's my fault. You're not that kind of person. I knew it, but I still said such mean things. Qing Meng, please pay attention to me. Even a couple of slaps on the face is fine. Don't keep it in your heart. You're not in good health, don't hurt yourself." Mo Liujin looked down at her with tears in her eyes, feeling incredibly distressed. If you wanted to apologize, you should just apologize. Why did you have to say something to make her angry?!

Chu Qingmeng inexplicably felt that she couldn't get over this hurdle. In fact, what she cared about was Mo Liujin's words, "If her parents were here, would you still dare to do this?" If nothing unexpected happened, she should have someone who loved her!

So, when I felt wronged yesterday, the first thing I wanted to do was go back to the fifth floor to find my father.

She just wanted to prove that someone loved her.

But when Mu Lingxue accompanied her to relax, she realized that she couldn't say too much to her father. Her father loved her too much and wouldn't let her suffer any grievances. If she said anything, Mo Liujin would die, so she chose to keep silent.

But his pleading words this morning made her unable to bear it any longer, so she called him "Daddy".

It would be great if her parents were here.

Chu Qingmeng's mood became increasingly depressed, and Mo Liujin was in a panic trying to comfort her.

"Knock knock knock," Wen Zhong's voice came, "Master, Twelve is starting to move."


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