Who is spreading rumors that my filial piety towards them has changed?

"Mother, this boat has probably been unused for too long. There's a loose plank on the side. It might sink once it reaches the lake. Let's try again next time."

Princess Chu did not insist. If the boat sank halfway through the journey, it would be easy to get back to shore, but it would be quite a downer.

She then took her son's hand and led him to the main hall, saying she wanted to rest.

Incidentally, this main hall is where Chu Mingkong was pounding medicine that night.

It is estimated that the Princess of Chu had ordered people to clean the palace beforehand, as she had been away from the Xiao family for several days, and the palace was spotless.

Princess Chu pulled him to the spot where the two had spent the night, and Chu Mingkong's body became increasingly stiff.

At the time, Chu Mingkong remembered angrily placing the cat's tail and the jade dildo on the table. Now, on that low table, lay a magnificent dress...

Consort Wan's imperial concubine dress.

Consort Wan had never been to this mansion; she had most likely forgotten about it at another mansion, but Princess Chu sent someone to deliver it here.

Princess Chu led him here to sit down without saying a word, bringing immense pressure to Chu Mingkong's young mind that he should not have to bear at his age.

“Mingkong, this is the second time you’ve sat here. What are your thoughts?” The Princess of Chu sat down next to her son.

The feeling is probably... the wheel of fortune turns. The Chu princess, who was originally forced to swallow her anger and couldn't even resist, has now seized the initiative. She went from being forced to be castrated and enter the main hall to actively pulling the culprit in.

"My impression is that Mother is very beautiful, beautiful and pretty everywhere, fair and rosy, and also... I never thought that my anger back then would turn into embarrassment now, Mother, you didn't tear this place down."

Princess Chu turned her head to look at Chu Mingkong. With her beautiful face and elegant demeanor, she was composed and had a different charm than before. It was Chu Mingkong who gave her Xiling and reconciled with her, allowing her to regain the composure and confidence in her bones. She was not hurt beyond repair by that night, and her unique charm was rekindled.

"Mingkong, do you still remember what the first thing you asked your mother to do that night?"

"......Remember."

Installing the cat tail plugin, cough cough.

“I saw what happened between you and Wanhua the night before last.” Princess Chu brought up the matter directly, saying as if venting her dissatisfaction, “Wanhua was even wearing my clothes.”

"That was my idea, it was my fault, Mother, please don't be angry..." Chu Mingkong said awkwardly.

"Do you have any other ideas now?" Princess Chu took her son's hand and placed it on the imperial concubine's dress that was laid out on the table.

That night, he was the one who first asked what he wanted the Princess Consort of Chu to do, and now he's the one asking again, except this time... Chu Mingkong was practically being ordered to say it.

"I want to see my mother wearing the imperial concubine's palace dress."

"Mother has agreed, so you can help her change."

Chapter 247 Using One's Own Body as Medicine

Chu Mingkong had seen and handled quite a few bellybands so far, and their supporting and fixing effects were quite limited. They were more for covering up, to prevent the clothes from rubbing too much against undesirable areas and highlighting certain embarrassing situations.

Princess Chu wore a strapless dress, her proud fullness accentuated by a deep, straight cleavage, which made the dress appear high and confident. When Chu Mingkong helped her stand up, perhaps she stood up a little too quickly, and her snow-white skin rippled with waves of intoxication, causing a huge stir that amazed everyone.

Chu Mingkong's hand slid along her delicate, fragrant shoulder to her lotus-like arm, causing her brocade outer robe to slip to the ground. Then, her sash was undone, and her exquisitely embroidered strapless dress was caught on her full breasts for a moment before finally falling gently to the ground. Her smooth, snow-white skin caught on her peach-shaped, full breasts again before finally landing on the ground.

His eyes were fixed on something.

I didn't look at it closely last time, but now that my eyes are on that bodice, I can't take them off. The small piece of fabric hanging on the beautiful princess's chest has an unimaginable beauty.

Chu Mingkong bent down to pick up the palace dress from the table, but then heard the Princess Consort of Chu say:

"There was also a bra and panties under the skirt."

Chu Mingkong: "...?"

Does this mean even the undergarments need to be changed? He wanted to clarify that when he embraced Consort Wan before, he hadn't played with changing clothes in the undergarments. Well, he couldn't say he hadn't played with them at all, but at least he hadn't changed Consort Chu's. But he couldn't prove this, and saying it would sound like he was contradicting Consort Chu.

It's better to keep quiet than to cause trouble.

He reached into the Imperial Concubine's palace dress and found two pieces of underwear. Chu Mingkong's senses were unconsciously sharp. As soon as he bent down to pick them up, he smelled the scent of Concubine Wan's body fragrance in the perfume. However, this scent was quickly covered by the sweet milky fragrance of Princess Chu.

These concubines' intimate garments were all made to size, and even the ties were carefully designed. The ties were required to be the right length when tied, and there were markings on the ties to indicate where to tie them.

Chu Mingkong helped Princess Chu put on her bodice and adjusted the length of the tied rope, but then he heard Princess Chu complaining.

"It's tied too tightly, loosen it a bit."

He then noticed that the bodice was a bit too tight, with milky white flesh spilling out from the side, and the rope leaving marks on it. The visual impact was extremely strong, making Chu Mingkong's heart ache. He was worried that it was hurting the Princess Chu, and he was also worried that the bodice's ropes would break.

"Let go now!"

Chu Mingkong quickly loosened the knot a little, but then felt that it shouldn't be like this. Consort Wan was not as plump as Princess Chu, but she was still quite well-endowed. The same bodice shouldn't have such a big difference.

He thought about it carefully and realized that there was something wrong with the markings. Someone had changed the markings, so the rope he tied was tighter than normal, which was equivalent to forcibly strangling him!

Could it be that the Queen Consort of Chu, in order to demonstrate that her figure was better, had someone secretly alter it?

Realizing this small detail that could be considered cheating, Chu Mingkong couldn't help but smile, and his unease dissipated considerably. However, he also felt more deeply the competitive spirit of the Princess Chu.

This is actually a very troublesome matter. How should I put it... At the moment, Princess Chu wants to regain her dignity by changing her clothes, but Chu Mingkong and Consort Wan have done something even more righteous.

It seems that unless this gap is bridged, this matter will remain a thorn in the side of Princess Chu's heart. In other words, she will not give up until a real confrontation is taken.

Chu Mingkong quickened his pace and helped Princess Chu put on the imperial concubine's palace dress completely.

Although her large breasts did make the strapless dress look a bit small, the skirt, with its cinched waist, perfectly accentuated the contours of her full, rounded buttocks, giving it a bit of a bodycon dress feel.

Princess Chu changed into her new clothes, but Princess Chu loosened Chu Mingkong's clothes.

After a long period of anxiety, Chu Mingkong decided to take the initiative to return. If he continued to be passive, she might misunderstand him and escalate the conflict, which would be terrible.

"Who's prettier?" Princess Chu asked, looking straight at him.

This competitive mentality is, to be honest, a bit childish. It's quite amusing to see this emotion in a woman who is usually very mature, even though it actually comes with all sorts of troubles, but it doesn't matter.

He no longer concealed his gaze, nor his rebellious desire. If, at this critical juncture, the Princess Consort of Chu still felt that he preferred to be closer to Consort Wan, it would take a great deal of effort to make amends later.

Chu Mingkong mimicked Consort Wan's preferred way of addressing her, placing his hands on her slender waist, his palms unconsciously drawn to her even more rounded and soft area, and said:

"Zhi'er looks beautiful in the imperial concubine's palace dress!"

While the Princess of Chu's personality certainly had a competitive and jealous side, it stemmed from a desire to be cherished by those she valued and cared about. What impact did it have on her whether others, rich or poor, noble or lowly, cared about her? She didn't need others to acknowledge her excellence; knowing her own excellence was enough. However, she couldn't tolerate her beloved son turning his back on her. She preferred Wanhua to wear her clothes and treat Wanhua as his mother rather than look at her.

Hearing Chu Mingkong suddenly call her "Zhi'er," and his gaze suddenly becoming intense, Xiao Zhi found it difficult to maintain her serious expression.

Xiao Zhi's heart wavered; the flower bud that had been holding back while Chu Mingkong helped her change her clothes...

Sweet floral dew seeps out as the plant sways.

"You installed it all day, and now you're not installing it anymore?"

"Yeah, I'm not pretending anymore... Last night I didn't expect it to be you, Zhi'er. It was a surprise, and a little scary."

"Terrifying?!" Xiao Zhi frowned, staring at Chu Mingkong with an imposing air.

But Chu Mingkong was no longer intimidated by her. He put his arm around her and sat down, changing his words:

"I was scared because I felt guilty and cowardly, but then... I was pleasantly surprised. Zhi'er, don't be angry. I wasn't scared last night, but you scared me just now."

The reality was truly shocking... but I certainly couldn't say it out loud.

"Who told you to call me that so disrespectfully?" she said coquettishly, unable to resist his affectionate way of calling her "pheasant."

"Baby pheasant~"

"You...!" Xiao Zhi blushed at his words, her phoenix eyes widening as she scolded him playfully, "You're going too far!"

“Zhi’er baby, are you really planning to... cross the line with me? After that night, I really regretted it. A strong woman like you must have been hit harder than I imagined. At the time, I probably only regretted it because of Yunhan.”

But after we made up, I really felt that I shouldn't have gotten so angry back then, so even now I don't dare to go too far with you, for fear of accidentally repeating the same mistake and hurting you again..."

Xiao Zhi did not give a direct answer, but instead said:

"Wan Hua secretly told me that Ming Kong, you can't stay in Xiling for too long because of your injuries. Ji Yang can temporarily alleviate your injuries..."

"You were forced to go to the capital and no one cared for you. It's my responsibility. I cultivate the Way of Extreme Yang, and I can help alleviate your injuries and heal you. I want to do that."

Chapter 248 Galloping Horse

Previously, people exchanged their bodies for medicine; now, they've become people using their bodies as medicine, and in the same place at that.

A few days ago, Consort Wan mentioned that she wanted to cultivate during her spare time so that it could help him. At that time, Chu Mingkong advised Consort Wan against spending her time on this, saying it was too much trouble and thankless. Unexpectedly, Consort Wan secretly consulted with Princess Chu, which caught Princess Chu's attention.

Chu Mingkong was moved but also troubled. He looked down on Xiao Fengnan, but now he felt like he was doing the same thing.

But for Xiao Zhi herself, last time she was truly forced into it, pressure from her family and various other factors acting like powerful hands, dragging her to this hall to change her dressing. This time, however, it was entirely her own choice, even...

It even feels like an excuse, a way to heal her wounds and mask her deepest desires as a woman...

The Chu Princess's soft hand slid from Chu Mingkong's cheek to his chest, gently poking his mutated heart:

"What, trying to be stubborn and say you don't need it? Is your injury alright?"

"I know whether it's serious or not..." Chu Mingkong said softly, "The injury is nothing serious."

"If you're gone, who will give me a child in return? Where did that cold-blooded and heartless little beast, Lord Zuo, go? I don't want to see my child with even the slightest injury. Even if it's just a scrape, I'll heal it, no matter the cost!"

Chu Mingkong never expected that such words could become the basis for flirting between him and the Princess Consort of Chu... However, it wasn't entirely flirting; it could also be a threat, reminding him of the outrageous things he had done last time, and that he now had to listen to her in everything.

"Little pheasant, don't be so fierce."

As they stared at each other in a tense standoff, Chu Mingkong suddenly uttered another remark. The Chu Princess, who had just become serious, lost face and blushed with anger. She gritted her teeth and looked at him helplessly.

"I told you not to call me that!" she said, both embarrassed and angry.

She suddenly took out a pot of wine, poured out a small cup, and drank some herself first. Chu Mingkong knew from the smell that it was low-grade Hehuan Dew. Of course, it was low-grade in his eyes, but it was already the best among those in circulation.

"What is this?" He pretended not to know, but watched as the Princess of Chu drank it.

Soon, the Hehuan Dew took effect on the Princess of Chu. The sharpness in her phoenix eyes gradually softened, melting into a hazy, intoxicating beauty like a gentle spring rain. The plump beauty with a face like a peach blossom exuded a languid spring charm, like a ripe peach spreading a sweet fragrance.

"If I said it's medicine, would you drink it or not?"

She tried to maintain her composure, but her words came out softer than a coquettish whisper... Chu Mingkong had no intention of refusing her.

"Of course we have to drink it!"

Fake wine is harmful. Princess Chu was pouring wine when a thought flashed through her mind. The few remaining traces of sobriety reproached the audacity of the thought, and her neck turned red with embarrassment. However, her body was out of control. Princess Chu held the wine bottle and poured out the cool wine, which flowed down her collarbone. The full amount of wine overflowed from her collarbone and poured into the white and deep cleavage.

Chu Mingkong was taken aback, then buried his head in drinking the fine wine, his weight pressing down on the Chu Princess, causing a phoenix to cry out in the inverted state.

On the wall, the delicate shadow suddenly trembled.