Time Travel and Love

Chapter 512: Wen Bar

Chu Qingmeng was surprised by Jiang Qing's sharpness. After a moment of silence, he chose to tell the truth between lying and telling him the truth. "Of course there is fear. No one in the court has more power than your father. Not to mention that your father is a relative of the clan.

Since ancient times, which emperor was not very secretive about the word "military power"?

However, I don't want to get involved in Eleven's plan, which has nothing to do with your father. It's just that my body doesn't allow me to work so hard for him anymore."

"Mother, what did Fourth Master say?" Jiang Che interrupted Jiang Qing. He thought his mother was just a little weak.

"I'm fine. I'm just a little weak. Don't worry. Just take a few doses of medicine and I'll be fine." Chu Qingmeng didn't tell the truth. She could actually feel that her health was in a terrible state at this moment, with her condition fluctuating. Quan Si almost stopped prescribing medicine for her, and now she relied entirely on pills to hold on.

"Listen to me and don't interrupt me. Although I haven't been involved in his detailed plans recently, I am still clear about his general goals.

Now, with me here, he won't touch the general's mansion, but no one knows whether he will do so in the future.

Therefore, Zexun and the others should try their best to pursue literature in the future."

In fact, Chu Qingmeng wanted one of the two brothers to be a scholar. She wanted Mo Liujin to hand over the military power before she died. At that time, the general's mansion would be weak, and Mo Yunting would still care about her and not attack the general's mansion.

During this period of contact, she couldn't deny that Mo Yunting really wanted to give her the throne, but that was while she was alive. When he loved you and trusted you, the greater your power, the happier he was. Once you died, the emperor's suspicion would quickly sweep over.

"Okay, mother, I'll take note of it." The two nodded seriously.

"Princess, it's time to take your medicine." Wen Xuan came over with medicine and candied fruit.

Jiang Qing took the medicine from the tray and sat beside the couch, preparing to feed Chu Qingmeng the medicine. "Mother, your son will help you with the medicine."

Chu Qingmeng couldn't hold back her expression and her eyes widened. Why was he still planning to feed her with a spoon? This Chinese medicine was so bitter, did he really need to taste it carefully with a spoon?!

"Mother...what's wrong?" Jiang Qing was puzzled when she saw Chu Qingmeng's horrified expression.

"This is medicine, it's bitter. Do I have to drink it with a spoon?" Chu Qingmeng tried her best not to let her expression collapse any more. After all, noble ladies probably wanted to look good when drinking medicine, so they definitely had to use a spoon.

She was afraid Jiang Qing would say, "Everyone drinks with a spoon," so she quickly snatched the bowl from his hand and drank it directly. Then she retched from the bitterness. "There's no need to be so particular about how you look when drinking medicine."

Jiang Qing and Jiang Che couldn't help but chuckle twice.

Jiang Che took the bowl from her hand and put it down, laughing and joking, "No matter how much my mother forces me to act like an elder, there are still times when I can't help but act childishly."

God knows how afraid she was of taking medicine before, but now she's just being forced to do it. Chu Qingmeng said softly with a constipated look on his face, "Honestly, do you really need to savor something this bitter? Maybe because I come from a poor family, I really can't understand people who drink slowly with a spoon."

The mother and her two children chatted with each other for more than an hour.

Wen Xia came in to remind Chu Qingmeng that Mo Yunting was coming, "Two generals, it's almost time. The princess should rest."

Chu Qingmeng glanced at her. Is this a prison visit? Not even allowed to say a few words?

Mo Jiangqing glanced at her, his eyes filled with emotion. Mo Jiangche narrowed his eyes and said nothing.

"Okay, got it." Chu Qingmeng responded. It was already this hour, and Mo Yunting would probably be arriving soon. She really didn't know what he was thinking. He wished he could eat three meals a day at her place. "You two should go back first and come back in a few days. Don't worry about me. Go ahead."

The two of them had no choice but to take their leave and leave the warm room. As soon as they left, Mo Yunting arrived.

"You can have some lighter dishes today." Mo Yunting placed the contents of the lunch box on the bedside table one by one. "I made some bamboo shoots that you like. Try them. Do you like them?"

Chu Qingmeng sat on the edge of the bed, the table on her legs. Mo Yunting sat on the bed opposite her, and said as he poured soup, "I specially asked someone to hunt pheasants. They are the best for nourishing the body."

"Old man, could you please stop being so talkative? The way you are now makes me feel like I'm about to die." Chu Qingmeng teased him with a smile. As she expected, Mo Yunting's face turned dark in an instant.

"Don't keep saying things like that!" Mo Yunting couldn't help but knock her on the head with his chopsticks. "Daddy just wants you to get better soon. There's a lantern festival on the Lantern Festival. How can you go if you don't get well? Or are you not going to go?"

As expected, this statement attracted Chu Qingmeng the most. His eyes lit up instantly, and he looked at him with a piercing gaze. "Of course I'll go! You bastard wouldn't want to watch the fun."

Mo Yunting was amused by her and stuffed the chopsticks into her hand. "Then eat quickly. You will be able to go out in the fields tomorrow. Take good care of yourself for a while. Daddy will take you out to play on the Lantern Festival."

"You? There will be a banquet in the palace during the Lantern Festival, right?" She remembered that there would be a banquet in every mansion. Although the emperor did not have to eat with his relatives, his children and grandchildren would also have to dine together.

"There's a Chongliu banquet in the palace." Mo Yunting picked up some food for her. "I don't like this kind of boring banquet. That's why I always ask them to do it for me."

"Is it just like you that I hate parties?"