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

"Mingkong, aren't you curious why I wasn't surprised you came?"

"Of course I'm curious, Yongzhen, please answer my questions."

In truth, Madam Zhen hadn't figured out how to answer either, so she could only give a vague answer, saying:

"Don't tell you."

After a few more pleasantries about a "chance encounter late at night," the formalities were laid before they officially met. The elaborate prelude was so elaborate that it made Chu Mingkong feel ashamed.

He took a deep breath, and the rich, milky scent of the bodice wafted into his nostrils, moist and fragrant, wafting towards him. Madam Zhen heard Chu Mingkong's inhalation and her face flushed. She stopped him from inhaling indiscriminately before pulling him to sit down on the embroidered couch.

"Can I hug you, Yongzhen?" Chu Mingkong held her delicate hand.

Madam Zhen thought that she had already given him a hug before, so it would be strange if she suddenly refused. Besides, Mingkong and Yongzhen should have been very affectionate when they took a walk at night, kissing each other so passionately. If she suddenly became distant now, it would only make Mingkong suspicious.

But she was also afraid that when Chu Mingkong kissed Yongzhen, he had touched Yongzhen's soft flesh, and if they compared the feel now and found something amiss, it would be troublesome. So she agreed with conditions:

"...You can hug me, but you can't touch my breasts."

“No problem, I’ll touch wherever Yongzhen tells me to.”

Chu Mingkong pulled the beautiful woman's delicate body into his arms. The soft touch of her skin was irresistible. His hands landed on her back, caressing and kneading her through the thin fabric of her dress. Even the warmth of her body was wonderful, and the smooth sensation made his hands unable to resist expanding the area of ​​his caresses.

In this face-to-face embrace, Madam Zhen's two breasts pressed against his chest, soft, smooth, and bouncy.

"You...Mingkong, your hand..."

Perhaps it was the long separation and reunion after that passionate night that stirred up their feelings. Chu Mingkong's hand was only on Madam Zhen's beautiful back, but she was already deeply in love, her heart was itching, and her breath was burning.

Once the fertile land, parched by drought and nourished by rain, is cultivated by strong and capable men, it becomes difficult to part with those who have worked the land with such care and warmth.

Although Madam Zhen knew she shouldn't be jealous, she still felt jealous of her daughter and kept thinking about Mingkong's deep affection for Yongzhen. If it weren't for that mysterious feeling at night, she wouldn't have known that Mingkong and Yongzhen were so affectionate and reluctant to part during their walk.

"Mingkong, you..." Madam Zhen bit her lip, finally voicing her difficult request, "Kiss me like you did just now again... or I won't let you touch me!"

However, if Chu Mingkong really refuses to do so, Madam Zhen will likely be the one who feels so uncomfortable that she can't sleep.

Chu Mingkong felt a jolt, and his hands trembled—

Wait a minute, something's not right!

We were so close just now...?

How did she know?

This couldn't possibly be Yongzhen. The scent of her body was enough to tell. Besides, after Chu Mingkong escorted Yongzhen back to her room to rest, he had been wandering around Madam Zhen's villa. It was impossible for him to mistake her for someone else. But... how did Madam Zhen know what he and Yongzhen had done?

If he does something with Madam Zhen now, will Yongzhen also...?

Chu Mingkong's sudden silence made Madam Zhen uneasy, and she asked sadly, "Mingkong, why aren't you saying anything?"

He temporarily set aside his doubts and quickly responded:

"Of course I'd agree! I was just hesitating. I wanted to have a good talk with you tonight about what will happen after we leave the capital, but Yongzhen, you're trying to shut me up now. Tell me, isn't that a dilemma for me?"

So that's how it is... Madam Zhen felt a little better and no longer resented his silence just now, because the idea of ​​chatting about his experiences after leaving the capital was something she herself had suggested to Mingkong.

"There's no rush, we can talk slowly."

Chu Mingkong is currently undecided about what to do. What if this alerts Yongzhen? It shouldn't be a problem. Nothing happened last time, right? If he leaves with a gun now, Madam Zhen will be injured without knowing why.

He gently pecked the beauty's face through the bodice covering her cheeks and said softly, "Then I'll begin my 'monk ringing the bell' ritual. Yongzhen, you'd better be patient."

Madam Zhen wrapped her arms around Chu Mingkong's neck and said softly, "Kiss him while striking the bell, just like before!"

The fact that they emphasized "just like that" suggests that they know the exact details of their intimacy. Could it be a spiritual connection between the mother and daughter?

So she must be jealous of Yongzhen right now, right?

Chu Mingkong covered her mouth, leaned on the bell pillar, and aimed at the entrance of the bridal chamber.

......

thump—

As midnight approached, the melodious sound of temple bells echoed through the distant mountains. The sound was loud, yet it blended harmoniously with the tranquil night.

Yongzhen had already settled down on her bed. The night's wanderings, coupled with her nerve-wracking experience, had left her exhausted. She had only been asleep for a short while when she was awakened by a subtle, rhythmic, and intense sensation.

The elegant girl stared at the ceiling, her slender hands gripping the sheets tightly, and she couldn't help but let out an alluring moan.

What's going on...?

That feeling again... Could it be that my mother is having one of those kinds of dreams? But this dream is far too intense...

Yongzhen suspected that her intimacy with Mingkong at night had been transmitted to her mother, arousing her desire and causing her to have dreams at this time.

Should we wake her up and stop this delicate situation from continuing?

Yongzhen intended to do so, but then gave up. This had never happened before. Her mother had such a dream late at night, and there was a reason for it. How could she disturb her venting of her dream?

Or is this not a dream, but rather a way of comforting oneself by using a jade dildo or something similar?

But what's with this feeling in my mouth?

The three of them spent the night in one mansion, without sleeping.

Chapter 18 This is really troublesome.

The season for cultivating the fertile paddy fields has passed.

This time, Madam Zhen didn't fall asleep from exhaustion like last time. After a passionate night of lovemaking, she still had the energy to hold Chu Mingkong and chat with him.

She knew that Chu Mingkong was much gentler this time, his movements were gentle and soothing, like a playful caress during an embrace. However, the spring that had been dug out still poured out a few gurgling streams, and the heat of his body at a certain moment made Madam Zhen covered in fragrant sweat.

Chu Mingkong's caution stemmed from this; he was mindful of Yongzhen's situation and dared not overstep his bounds, adhering to the principle of stopping short of a decisive move.

The way Madam Zhen kept burying his face in her breasts, fearing he would find out, made him smile.

"Mingkong, now you can tell me about your departure from the capital!"

Madam Zhen's voice was cheerful; you could almost see the smile on her lips just by listening to her voice. However, she hadn't fully recovered and was still a little out of breath. Chu Mingkong was very close to her heart and could hear her clearly.

Chu Mingkong was very afraid that Yongzhen would come over to check on Madam Zhen's condition, and he was also afraid that Yongzhen could sense his conversation with Madam Zhen. But since he had already finished the task, he could only accept it if there was a problem. Worrying was useless.

"Could you let me move my head out a bit? It's a little stuffy when I talk."

The beautiful woman hesitated. She was willing to agree to any request Chu Mingkong made, but fearing that she would be exposed, she resolutely refused and continued to keep him in silence.

"No, I can loosen my grip a little to let you breathe, but you can't take your head out of my arms..."

"That's fine."

Chu Mingkong then recounted the events in detail, omitting his personal details about Feng Ying and Zuo Qiuchi, but retaining the general information he had gathered.

He felt that all the bizarre and fantastical things were quite fascinating, and even the White Tiger Altar was worth talking about in detail. However, just like the two mothers, Madam Zhen also immediately noticed that he had shrunk. Chu Mingkong had already said that they were "about to arrive at Xiling," but she asked back.

"Mingkong, is that the sect where you were harmed by Buddhist monks and your body was turned into a child? You really turned into your childhood appearance. Do you have a viewing stone for me to see?"

This question was far more honest than Yunhan's. Yunhan directly asked, "Can that accident where we turned into children happen again?"

Regarding the records of the viewing stone after he shrunk... it seems that the only one that remains in the hands of the Kazekage is the one with the dark history, right?

Showing that viewing stone to others... Chu Mingkong shuddered at the mere thought of it.

"Next time I shrink down, I'll show you the Viewing Stone." As he spoke, Chu Mingkong had a mischievous idea. What would Madam Zhen's reaction be if he gave the Viewing Stone containing the image of his child to Yongzhen in the daytime, in front of Madam Zhen?

The beautiful woman gently patted Chu Mingkong's back and scolded him playfully:

"You can shrink now, why aren't you coming over to show me? You're just taking the viewing stone?"

Just kidding~

Under the guise of teaching Yongzhen, Chu Mingkong also explained the use of the paper slips to Madam Zhen, who then realized that the thing actually had such a purpose.

As he recounted various events, Madam Zhen gently stroked Chu Mingkong's back and arms with her delicate hands, her satisfaction with him growing even stronger!

Although he can be quite domineering at times, he also knows how to be gentle and considerate towards women. He doesn't always bully others and knows how to be a kind and gentle person. Yongzhen should be taken care of by Mingkong instead of getting married.

Madam Zhen's thoughts were complicated. Although she was jealous of her daughter, she still wanted Yongzhen to have a good life.

They chatted until late into the night, and the beautiful woman yawned from time to time, looking sleepy. Chu Mingkong knew he should slip away, but there was one thing he couldn't help but confirm.

Chu Mingkong didn't ask directly, but vaguely inquired with concern:

"Yongzhen, I heard you mention the cultivation technique you practiced before. It's related to the soul, right? And it caused you to have physical discomfort. How are you now? Are you experiencing any other discomfort?"

Discomfort...

Madam Zhen thought for a moment. She seemed to be feeling much better lately. She wanted to tell Chu Mingkong about the subtle empathy she had felt that day, but wouldn't that give her away? That's right! She had felt that same feeling when she was being intimate with Mingkong earlier. Could it be related to Yongzhen...?

The beautiful woman only remembered this now. It seemed that this situation would occur when she became emotional. She had meant to bring it up, but Chu Mingkong suddenly struck her like a monk striking a bell, and her mind went blank, forgetting everything.

“No, I’m much better,” she said.

Seeing that Madam Zhen refused to speak, Chu Mingkong, unable to press her for details, could only try asking Yongzhen instead. He gently gnawed on a grape and said:

"Yongzhen, you must be tired now. Shall I carry you back to rest?"

"If Mingkong carries me back, wouldn't that mean he'll actually take me to Yongzhen's place? That would be a huge problem!" Madam Zhen refused.

"No, no need. I can go back by myself. Mingkong, you should go back and rest too."

As she spoke, the beautiful woman touched the back of Chu Mingkong's head and then his face to make sure that his undergarment covered him properly.

"Then I'll go first? I'll take off my undergarment once I'm out of the courtyard."

"Ah."

After Chu Mingkong left, Madam Zhen suddenly remembered that he had taken her undergarment as well!

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Chu Mingkong left the Princess's residence and became homeless. The Prince's residence was probably under maintenance and uninhabitable. Going to the Cui family was not the right time. It was too late at night to wake up the heads of the Cui family. Outsiders might be suspicious if they saw the Cui family's residence bustling in the middle of the night. The Cui family was already close to him, so it would be even more suspicious.

Let's go to the Cui family during the day. Let's go find Shangguan Rong first.

Chu Mingkong rushed to the Shangguan residence under the stars and moon, but Shangguan Rong was not there. Her room was tidy, but the atmosphere indicated that she had not been staying at her own home for some time. Chu Mingkong then went to the academy, but still no one was there!

Where did it go?

Chu Mingkong checked Shangguan Rong's binding status in the Filial Piety System. She was in the capital and in good condition, so she shouldn't have encountered any danger. He took out a note and wrote "Are you awake?", but there was no response. She must have been fast asleep and hadn't noticed the message.

"Could it be that they've moved into the Cui family's house?"