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

"As long as we don't need to renegotiate the plan, that's fine. That's the kind of thing I hate the most."

After the commotion that has just been discovered, the defenses of the capital will definitely be extremely tight for a while. It would be better to wait until the shift change at dawn before returning to the capital.

Chu Mingkong picked up Shangguan Rong's slender body and walked towards the inner room. The room that was originally prepared was not needed, so there were many more rooms that could be used for fooling around.

"Mingkong, what are you doing...?"

"I'm planning to give you a good talking-to."

"Are you trying to comfort me, or you?"

"They're all the same!"

Chapter Seventy-Four: Jin Yu's Check-in Lip Print

However, after carrying Shangguan Rong into the room, Chu Mingkong did not immediately grope her. Instead, Shangguan Rong listened to him say something that was unusual for her.

"Rong'er, how about we do it your way this time?"

Shangguan Rong looked at him, puzzled, feeling a little uncomfortable and unsure of what to do.

"What do you mean?"

"Literally, back in the academy, wasn't it always me who forced you to hold and press you against the wall or window, and you were always unwilling? This time, do it your way?"

Shangguan Rong really wanted to complain, but in the end, she still got what he wanted and made love to him. Anyway, he was happy with it, as if he had suffered some great loss...

However, Shangguan Rong was somewhat unaccustomed to Chu Mingkong suddenly putting her in charge and making decisions. Unlike Jin Yu, she was not as open-minded, and the Confucian classics she had studied since childhood had been quite taboo about this matter, restraining women's inclinations in this area.

Now that she was to decide how to proceed, Shangguan Rong didn't know how to begin. Torn between these choices, she felt a strange sense of panic. She wondered... In the past, Chu Mingkong's forceful attitude towards her could be seen as an expression of desire and possession. Now that the unreasonable impulse was gone, and he was calmly letting her choose, did that mean his desire for her had diminished or that he was tired of her?

In the heavy silence, Shangguan Rong raised her watery eyes and looked at Chu Mingkong a few times. When Chu Mingkong looked at her in confusion, Shangguan Rong lowered her head again.

She untied Chu Mingkong's belt, and what came into view were glaring peach-colored lipstick marks, with a faint fragrance of brocade.

These lip prints were clearly imprinted on Chu Mingkong's belongings, like the lip prints left by a passionate woman on a vajra.

Chu Mingkong's face stiffened. He had forgotten that Jin Yu had been kissing him indiscriminately afterward, and that the situation had been so rushed that there hadn't been time for a bath afterwards. Then, with everything else happening, he'd completely forgotten about it...

Big question!

"Rong'er, this..." Chu Mingkong racked his brains trying to think of an explanation, but even the most eloquent person couldn't explain his current situation.

"Jinyu kissed him?"

The elegant and dignified young woman put on a stern face, her expression serious yet tinged with melancholy.

Chu Mingkong scratched his head, thinking that he had really messed up with Shangguan Rong tonight. He stood her up and made her wait alone, and he was even caught cultivating with another girl. Even though he did do some serious things, it was still hard to hide the glaring lip print on his penis.

"Uh...that's right."

Silence fell again. Shangguan Rong got up and sat down in front of the dressing table. She took out a lip rouge from her storage bracelet. It was vermilion and was usually used by married women.

After applying lipstick in front of the mirror, her stunningly beautiful makeup from her wedding day was still faintly visible.

She returned to Chu Mingkong's side expressionlessly, and with a series of soft "pop" kisses, she covered up all the lip prints that Jin Yu had left, turning the peach-pink lip prints into a bright vermilion.

Chu Mingkong looked at his work with a mix of emotions, both complicated and helpless. "Is that lipstick mark you guys used for clocking in?"

But her petty, petulant act only fueled the burning passion in Chu Mingkong's heart.

"If I take the initiative this time, and then I take the initiative again next time, will you be angry, Rong'er?"

Hearing that Chu Mingkong's desire for her remained unchanged, Shangguan Rong felt relieved.

"If you ask, my answer is that I'm angry."

Does this mean you won't get angry if I don't ask? Chu Mingkong wasn't so clueless as to expect Shiranui Mai to keep pressing him for answers.

Chu Mingkong rolled up the blanket and gave it to her to hold, then patted the bed:

"Lie down properly."

As soon as Shangguan Rong lay down, she was met with the familiar weight of the man pressing down firmly on her delicate, snowy back.

Chu Mingkong was still a little worried, wondering if she was just angry and trying to get rid of him, but fortunately, his feeling was right.

Rong'er was still willing to line the streets to welcome him.

After finishing, Chu Mingkong rested his arm on the arm of the woman who was taking a nap, and then took out his thick notebook of notes and sent a message to Fengying at Xiaoxiang Qin Academy.

Are you asleep?

Sensing the disturbing fluctuations of spiritual energy, Feng Ying pushed away Zuo Qiuchi's sleeping face that was pressed against hers, then pried open her entangled hands and feet, and painstakingly retrieved the paper:

[I'm sleeping with your master. If you don't want her to be ruined by me, take her away right now.]

It seems she's being used as a body pillow by Zuo Qiuchi; how comfortable. Chu Mingkong cuts straight to the point:

[I'm planning to move this time forward, taking the elders of the Cui family out of the city. Something happened last night, and there might be some unexpected events. I want you to come. If anything unexpected happens, use your colorless shadow trace to take them away.]

[Mingkong, I must make this clear beforehand: if you want to ensure complete protection, I can only bring one person.]

This is the awkward part. Feng Ying can conceal her aura, but if there are outsiders involved, she can only take one person away silently at most. No one more person can help her conceal her aura.

It can only conceal one's form. For those with sensory abilities, an object that cannot be seen but whose presence can be sensed is even more conspicuous, completely exposing one's location.

The effect of the Dustless Talisman is similar. Although it can conceal one's figure, it will expose one's presence more severely. It is only because Chu Mingkong's Abyss Wound provides convenience that it is so useful to him.

[Alright, then wake up my lazy master while you're at it, and call him over too.]

Seeing this, Feng Ying swung his hand and slapped Zuo Qiuchi's round, plump buttocks with moderate force, but the sound was clear and loud.

"What are you doing? Are you trying to kill me?!" Zuo Qiuchi sat up as if her hair had stood on end, and made a move to hit Feng Ying back. "I'll make sure your butt is all red!"

“Mingkong told me to wake him up, you go and settle the score with him!” Fengying decisively shifted the blame, “He asked you to go over and help pick up the families of the people in the capital.”

"Alright, I'll settle the score with this traitor later, ha—"

She was sleepy and let out a long yawn and stretched.

Chu Mingkong felt a sudden, inexplicable unease. Shangguan Rong, who was in his arms, woke up and noticed the note in Chu Mingkong's hand, showing some curiosity.

"Mingkong, this is a paper book, right? Why is yours such a thick one?"

"Because... because this book needs to be connected to Tianya Tower in Xiling so that we can keep track of its movements. Cough cough, let me take you to pack up. My master will come to pick you up and take you to Xiaoxiang Qin Academy in a little while. You don't need to go to the capital for now."

Chu Mingkong helped her sit up, and something was gushing out from Shangguan Rong's Peach Blossom Spring.

But she had gotten used to it; Chu Mingkong always treated her the same way.

Considering that she wouldn't have much time to spend with Chu Mingkong afterward, and that he wouldn't see her much even if she wore a dress, Shangguan Rong took out a clean set of men's clothing and accompanied Chu Mingkong to cleanse himself.

Chapter Seventy-Five: Clues

Chu Mingkong felt incredibly regretful.

In his original vision, this farm was an important location for fostering relationships.

First, Jin Yu, Yong Zhen, and Shangguan Rong were brought out to "get to know" each other. They already knew many of the relationships between them, but they just kept them hidden.

Shangguan Rong wouldn't say it out loud, but she also had a strong possessive desire for him. Whenever she saw the lipstick mark left by Jin Yu, she would deliberately get up and apply bright red lipstick to erase the mark Jin Yu left on him and replace it with her own.

If Jin Yu saw this, she probably wouldn't give Shangguan Rong any leeway, even though Shangguan Rong was her teacher before.

Chu Mingkong wanted to bring their relationship to the forefront and clarify things before any future squabbles or minor conflicts erupted.

If things don't go well, they'll probably continue in this tacit understanding, with neither side acknowledging the other. But if things go well, Chu Mingkong might be able to wipe them all out in one fell swoop.

The awkward situation is for Emma, ​​as there's a high chance she'll be playing with her doll in front of everyone...

After the young women finish here, they can bring over the elders of the Cui family later.

Help Sister-in-law Huang complete some group projects on her "Revenge Notebook".

Everything was ruined...

Hey!

After Shangguan Rong finished cleaning up, her master and Feng Ying arrived quickly. Zuo Qiuchi still looked like she hadn't woken up yet, but the slight change in the aura around the capital made her more alert.

However, upon meeting, Zuo Qiuchi still spoke seriously to his apprentice:

"Turn around, you traitor!"

Chu Mingkong didn't understand, but he did as instructed. As soon as he turned around, he felt a burning pain in his buttocks.

"Master, why did you hit me?"

"Ask Fengying, she says you instructed her to do it. If there's a problem, call her back."

"Okay, I'll go beat her up later."

Feng Ying was already used to their way of getting along and didn't think anything of it. Chu Mingkong was saying he would beat up Zuo Qiuchi when they got back, but then the master and disciple might come up with some twisted logic and theory, and then Chu Mingkong's face would end up buried in Zuo Qiuchi's plump buttocks.

Shangguan Rong looked at the master and disciple with a mixture of seriousness and confusion:

"???"

It feels a bit like... children playing around?

Chu Mingkong snapped out of his daze and said to Shangguan Rong in a serious tone:

"When you get to Xiaoxiang Qin Academy, just tell them my master's name, and someone will arrange your accommodation. You might get bored there for a while, so why not keep Madam Zhen company and chat with her? She probably wants someone to talk to, and you can ask her about the late emperor's time."

Shangguan Rong nodded: "Mm."

She knew of Lady Zhen, the former empress, but she didn't know much about her and didn't have the status to contact her. She only occasionally saw Princess Yongzhen walking with that beautiful woman on the street.

Chu Mingkong then instructed Zuo Qiuchi, "Master, don't yawn all the way and lose me!"

Zuo Qiuchi patted his shoulder: "Yes, yes, do you think your teacher is such an unreliable person?"

"..."

Couldn't you just say "No, no"? Your response is making me anxious about what you're trying to say.

Nightblade Tsukasa.

After getting up and having breakfast with his family, Wei Qingning arrived at the Nightblade Division early.