Time Travel and Love

Chapter 544: Poking the Child's Fat Face

"What's going on?!" Mo Chenfeng was also very angry. He almost broke the table with a palm and sent a few juniors to the side hall. Mo Liujin knelt in front of him.

Mo Liuteng was still at Madam Liu's, and Mo Liuyuan was still at the mansion, enduring Mu Lingxue's wrath. The three Mo Liufang brothers arrived.

After listening to Mo Liujin's complete story, Mo Chenfeng felt a little relieved. It was a good thing that Qing Meng didn't get sick from being angered.

Then he looked at Mo Liujin, "What did I say when I first locked Liu up at the manor? Did I tell you again and again that you were not allowed to have any contact with her? You three have grown too independent and ignored my words, haven't you?"

Mo Liujin remained silent. That was his biological mother, and he couldn't just watch her die of illness.

"She was locked up in the manor. Who allowed her to contact outsiders?! Who allowed her to be the master of the house!!" Mo Chenfeng really regretted it. He should have killed her directly. Why did he care about the faces of these bastards?

Mo Liujue picked up the tea bowl to hide the expression on his face. His third brother had been smart his whole life, but he was dragged down by such a stupid mother. Why couldn't she understand that such a powerful general's mansion was only safe and sound thanks to Qing Meng?

"Third brother, what do you mean by taking the top position?" Mo Liufang looked at Mo Liujin with a cold face. Those words were hard not to be misunderstood. Although they all knew that Qing Meng had no intention of taking the top position.

Mo Liujin closed his eyes, his voice a little hoarse, "It doesn't mean anything. He and Qing Meng are not what you think."

"Send him away as soon as possible. You know my son's temper! If anything happens to her, I will have someone beat you to death." Seeing that he was unwilling to tell the truth, Mo Chenfeng felt annoyed. As a father, he could not control his son's harem, but Qingmeng really treated him as his own child.

"Yes." Mo Liujin agreed. Just as he was about to stand up, he suddenly felt a pain in his chest. The court doctor said that he had a broken rib and that he would be fine after taking some medicine and resting for a while.

Chunhe sent someone to report that Chu Qingmeng had woken up. They all went to the warm room. As soon as they entered, the unusual temperature made them frown.

"It's already spring, why is the house still so hot?" Mo Liuchen wiped the sweat from his face, puzzled.

Mo Liujin was silent for a moment, "Qingmeng...feels cold."

Mo Chenfeng glanced at him and quickly went into the house.

In the room, Chunhe was handing hot tea to Chu Qingmeng.

"Father?" Chu Qingmeng got out of bed and prepared to salute.

Mo Chenfeng stopped her in two steps. The coolness he felt when he touched her arm penetrated through her clothes and made him feel cold. "Why is it so cold?"

"I was attacked last night and ran out barefoot. I might have caught a cold." Chu Qingmeng seemed to be very stable, as if nothing had happened.

"Assassinated? Where was he injured?"

"It's just a minor skin injury, it's okay." Chu Qingmeng was calm as if nothing had happened.

As men, they couldn't say many things, so they just told her to relax and left.

Before leaving, Mo Liuchen patted her shoulder and said softly, "Qingmeng, Jiang Qing and Jiang Che still need your support, don't hurt yourself."

"Yeah." Chu Qingmeng twitched her lips and responded. She didn't care anymore. She just wanted to see her granddaughter.

There were only four people left in the room. Chu Qingmeng started to chase them away, "Go do what you two need to do. Don't waste time here."

"Mother..." The two were worried about her condition.

"Okay, let's go. What man doesn't take a concubine? I'm not that desperate. Besides, it's just a trick."

Chu Qingmeng pushed the two of them out of the warm room. He closed the door himself, the forced smile on his lips no longer able to maintain. He leaned against the door, closed his eyes, and hugged his arms.

So cold.

Mo Liujin walked over silently and carried her back to the couch. He wrapped her in his arms again, but she was still freezing cold and no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't warm her up.

"Qing Meng... give me some time. I will clean up the people." Mo Liujin rubbed her back, trying to warm her up.

Chu Qingmeng closed his eyes and said nothing, a mocking smile playing on his lips. "I'm tired. I don't want to talk."

After dinner, Chu Qingmeng asked someone to bring the twins from Jiang Qingyuan.

I reached out and poked the chubby little face, and sure enough, the chubby cub was much cuter.

"If mother likes the child, she should let someone bring the child to her home every day." Mo Jiangqing felt a little relieved when he saw Chu Qingmeng's smile when she faced the child, which was finally no longer fake.

"Yeah." Chu Qingmeng responded and gently poked the chubby face of another child. The child was originally asleep, and moved uneasily when the coolness touched her fingertips.

Seeing this, she retracted her hand and had the child taken back.

For the entire night, Mo Liujin felt like he was holding an ice cube. Until dawn, there was no trace of warmth from Chu Qingmeng.

He had asked for leave from the morning court and had been lying on the couch with Chu Qingmeng the whole time. It was not until the end of the day when she woke up that Mo Liujin breathed a sigh of relief. He reached out and held her long hair with his hands, smiling gently, "Did you get enough sleep?"

Chu Qingmeng lowered his eyes and said nothing.

Mo Liujin took the hand and placed it on his chest muscle, "Madam, will you give it a squeeze for your husband?"

Chu Qingmeng withdrew her hand. She no longer had the same desire to tease him as before.

Mo Liujin froze. His greatest fear had come true. Qing Meng no longer wanted to touch him. He had assumed that since she hadn't resisted his embrace yesterday, she wouldn't object to his touch.