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

Everything's over, there's no need to tell him the truth!

"Meeting adjourned! Everyone get some rest!" Old Master Gu was the first to run away, not wanting to linger in the front hall, lest he inadvertently associate himself with the male evil spirit.

A chill ran down my spine!

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The night was hazy.

Chu Mingkong quietly made his way to Madam Zhen and Yongzhen's courtyard. He left no trace after his footsteps, and the only sound in the courtyard was the occasional sound of snow falling from the branches.

Unlike Jin Yu and Pei Mi, Yongzhen and Madam Zhen did not sleep in the same room. They only rested together occasionally during their afternoon naps.

At night, Yongzhen sometimes wanted to cultivate or do something similar, which would often make some noise. Afraid of disturbing her mother, they would sleep in separate rooms at night.

This gave Chu Mingkong an opportunity to find Madam Zhen alone!

Madam Zhen was lying quietly in her warm bed when she suddenly heard the sound of water being poured on the coffee table. She sat up and saw that it was indeed Chu Mingkong.

Madam Zhen smiled, lowering her voice so her daughter wouldn't hear: "Why didn't I sense any movement from you this time?"

Previously, Madam Zhen frequently arrested Chu Mingkong for approaching the princess's courtyard.

After drinking the tea, Chu Mingkong sat down by the beautiful woman's bedside: "I was afraid that I would be arrested by Madam Zhen again, so I used the Annihilation Domain just now. I only deactivated the domain after sneaking in to pour the tea."

"Are you deliberately doing this to scare people now that things have just calmed down?"

Madam Zhen scolded him playfully, then got out of bed. The brocade quilt was lifted, like opening a treasure box, and a sweet, intoxicating fragrance wafted out. A pair of plump, beautiful legs swayed in front of him.

The dimmer the environment, the more radiant and fair Madam Zhen's skin appeared.

She pulled Chu Mingkong to his feet, removing his outer garment and belt, clearly intending to keep him there, but still politely asked:

"Mingkong shouldn't have to go out to get rid of the ghosts tonight, right?"

"No need, Madam Zhen, you make it sound like I often go out and cause trouble for ghosts."

“We just returned from the Crescent Moon Kingdom. You spent two days dealing with the Moon River Cat, then two days idling in the Qingxin Mansion, and then four or five days busy with that Ghost Chong matter. Who knows if you’ll run off somewhere else to busy yourself again after this?”

Chu Mingkong smiled sheepishly, finding it difficult to respond or offer any words of comfort.

Madam Zhen must be resentful about what happened during the ceremony honoring his mother. At the last minute before dawn, he rushed Madam Zhen to grind medicine to meet the deadline, and Aunt Gu also groaned all night.

It stirred up ripples in Madam Zhen's heart, but didn't help her calm down.

We agreed to come back and make it up later, but almost half a month has passed without me realizing it...

It's understandable that there's some dissatisfaction.

Chu Mingkong looked intently at Madam Zhen in front of him. Her two snow-white arms were long and slender, soft as willow branches, and she was carefully undressing him, then neatly and carefully hanging them aside to avoid wrinkling them.

As she walked back and forth, her full breasts, like frost and snow, rippled gently, creating a beautiful, undulating effect.

He put his arm around Madam Zhen's slender waist, intending to make up for his previous regret, but Madam Zhen placed a slender finger on his chest, stopping him.

"What's wrong?" Chu Mingkong asked.

Madam Zhen had something on her mind, but she was so conflicted that she didn't know how to say it.

This worry naturally stemmed from what Mingkong had overheard in the temple—what he said to Gu Jungui...

Mingkong's posture clearly indicated that he was aiming to get the other woman pregnant. At that time, Madam Zhen had some concerns. If she were to do *that* before her daughter Yongzhen, it would be difficult to explain to Yongzhen!

The relationship with Mingkong is a fait accompli and cannot be changed, but this mess must be salvaged somehow and cannot continue to get worse.

Madam Zhen asked, "Mingkong, have you been doing that... kind of cultivation with Yongzhen lately?"

"No...what's wrong?" he answered somewhat nervously, unsure why Madam Zhen had suddenly asked such a question.

If it were when he had just returned from the Crescent Moon Kingdom, he could probably make some connections based on what happened in the temple. But now, with his daughter and the Mirage Maiden involved, his single-minded thinking can't make that kind of connection anymore.

He even wondered if Madam Zhen suspected that he had secretly gone to see Yongzhen instead of coming to see her immediately, which was why she asked such a question.

Having this idea, Chu Mingkong immediately emphasized:

"Madam Zhen, please rest assured. I've been thinking about what happened at the temple. Although I was indeed delayed by other matters, I came to see you as soon as I finished dealing with them!"

"I... I don't need you to come to me immediately. Mingkong, you need to... you need to look for Yongzhen more often, understand? Besides, one training session is enough; the rest can be done right away..."

"......Um?"

Chu Mingkong was a little taken aback by the conversation. He planned to explain things to Madam Zhen in detail after they lay down, but Madam Zhen was afraid of forgetting and wouldn't allow him to push his luck. She insisted on explaining things clearly first to avoid leaving any huge hidden dangers.

When all the women looked around, Pei Mi was fine, Jin Yu was fine, Yong Zhen was fine, but if Gu Jun Gui was pregnant... she was just unlucky and failed to conceive. If she was the only one with an upset stomach, she would be too ashamed to show her face!

"That's right, I'm afraid my stomach will get upset first." Madam Zhen said shyly, and whispered, "Mingkong, why don't you go and implant a baby for Yongzhen first...?"

"So that's what you were worried about, Madam Zhen." Chu Mingkong suddenly realized.

"Aren't you worried? What will you do to explain to Yongzhen when my belly gets big?" Madam Zhen was quite angry and rarely lost her composure.

Normally she could maintain a calm and gentle state of mind, but now she was truly worried by the terrible things she imagined.

But if we're being honest, Madam Zhen remembers that night in the temple when she witnessed the extent of Chu Mingkong's affections being poured into Gu Jun Gui...

"If I use that technique to be intimate with Madam Zhen, I can avoid that kind of thing from happening." Chu Mingkong had not forgotten the several bedroom techniques he possessed, which had the effect of preventing accidental conception.

"But there are always unexpected events. What if you forget about it one day?" Madam Zhen was still worried.

If there's anything to be reassured about, it's that Yongzhen will have an upset stomach first, so there's still room for anything else to happen later.

If, out of the blue, I, as Yongzhen's mother, were to have an upset stomach first, that would be the end of it; it would feel like our mother-daughter relationship would be severed!

"Then what do you suggest, Madam Zhen?" Chu Mingkong asked helplessly.

"How about... Mingkong, you go find Yongzhen first, explain things to her twice, and then I'll go with you."

Chapter Thirty-Nine: Even Madam Zhen Dislikes the Medicine Film

To be a little unkind, Chu Mingkong thought of the palace dramas he watched in his previous life. Although he rarely finished watching them, he knew that the core conflict of these stories was who would conceive the emperor's child first.

Before the dragon seed was born, the conflict revolved around who could seize the opportunity to be fired by the emperor a few more times.

After the imperial physicians diagnosed who was pregnant with the emperor's child, the conflict gradually turned into a battle to protect the radish. The women in the palace used all their skills and tricks to get rid of each other's children.

But when it comes to Chu Mingkong, it's a bit more abstract...

How is this scheming to let others have children first?

Chu Mingkong was speechless for a while, then said awkwardly:

"Um, isn't this a bit inappropriate?"

"What's wrong? Mingkong, you don't really want me to face Yongzhen with a pregnant belly, do you?" Madam Zhen was a little anxious, losing her usual composure, but this also showed how much she cared about and was afraid of this matter.

Chu Mingkong found Madam Zhen's reaction both novel and endearing.

Madam Zhen sat on the bed, her usual dignified and elegant posture replaced by a small undergarment. Her legs were bent, unconsciously forming a duck-like position, her fair and rosy feet spread on either side of her full, fleshy buttocks, her delicate toes pressed tightly together, revealing the genuine tension and concern she felt about this matter. Normally, Chu Mingkong was enveloped by her tranquility and maturity; it was rare to see this contrasting, girlish side of her.

But Chu Mingkong wasn't the type to be cunning or teasing; he quickly explained and reassured him:

"Let me explain. I think it's really not appropriate to do this kind of thing with this kind of feeling. It makes my intimacy with Yongzhen seem a bit impure, like I have to get tickets to her place twice before I can get close to Madam Zhen."

“…That’s not what I meant.” Madam Zhen wanted to explain something more, but stopped herself from speaking.

She also admitted in her heart that Chu Mingkong's statement was correct, as it did make Yongzhen and Mingkong feel strange.

Madam Zhen had already swapped bodies with her daughter Yongzhen, so putting herself in her daughter's shoes made things feel much more "real." She thought about it and realized that if she were Yongzhen, Mingkong's motive for getting close to her was that he was instructed by another woman... This was something she really couldn't stand.

Chu Mingkong breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that Madam Zhen had calmed down a bit.

As for pregnancy-related issues, as long as you practice diligently, it's really difficult to encounter any unexpected problems. However, it must be said that this can lead to some psychological issues.

Although there is not much difference in form and process, after practicing the exercise, one subconsciously feels that it is no different from wearing a medicinal membrane. Once the exercise is stopped, that deep inner stimulation will follow.

It's like drawing cards. Both involve one pull, but the anticipation of getting the pity system on one pull and getting the perfect card on the first pull are different!

"Why did Madam Zhen suddenly start worrying about this? Is it because of the arrival of Yuehe Cat and Jiao'er?" Chu Mingkong asked.

"No, it's not that. Actually, it's because of what happened at the Snow Mountain Temple. You should also consider whether Madam Gu can accept that she, a clean widow, has to suddenly appear in front of Princess Chu and the others with a big belly."

The rumors and gossip from the outside world are insignificant; what hurts most is the strange looks from those closest to you!

"I've got it." Chu Mingkong nodded seriously, pretended to stand up as if looking for something, but actually took out a different medicine film.

"What is this?" Madam Zhen took the novel object from Chu Mingkong's hand.

Transparent as a cicada's wing, yet remarkably elastic and resilient, it has an oily, slippery coating and a faint medicinal scent.

Chu Mingkong took this thing out to reassure Madam Zhen. If she couldn't trust the effects of the invisible and intangible technique, she should at least believe in "physical insulation," right?

He immediately told Madam Zhen what it was.

"The physicians of Medicine King Valley developed this specifically to prevent unwanted pregnancies? How strange! Ordinary people are already grateful if they can pray for a child, so why would they develop something that can prevent pregnancy?" Madam Zhen's expression turned strange and suspicious.

Chu Mingkong said in his heart, "Madam Zhen, aren't you the one who is afraid of being impregnated?"

However, Madam Zhen quickly accepted the existence of this thing. The principle behind it was obvious: it was simply a cover, a barrier, and a container.

She tried to "dress" Chu Mingkong up, holding him with one hand and dressing him with the other. Looking at the object that suddenly stood up in her palm, Madam Zhen was quite at a loss.

"Will I be able to fit into this? Won't it be a little too small?"

Chu Mingkong had no choice but to show the "trap" to the beautiful woman. Although it was just an ordinary thing in his eyes, Madam Zhen stared at the small medicinal film, which could stretch out so wide to wrap his naughty thing. She was very surprised.

The beautiful woman leaned closer to examine his face, her warm breath sending waves of heat through Chu Mingkong, making his blood boil even more. Madam Zhen occasionally poked and pointed at him with her finger, feeling that she could hardly recognize this guy in his "new clothes."

A sliver of moonlight shone through the paper window, casting a strong, upright shadow on Madam Zhen's pretty face.

"Mingkong, this looks a bit tight to me. Are you feeling uncomfortable?"

Chu Mingkong recalled a certain empress throwing a tantrum afterward and said cautiously, "Whether I feel comfortable or not is actually fine; it mainly depends on whether Madam Zhen likes it or not."

This is similar to how Zuo Qiuchi likes to hug Yun Nongyu as a pillow. The feeling brought by the close touch goes straight to the bone marrow and spreads throughout the body's meridians and spiritual veins. However, after adding a layer of medicinal film to block it, it feels like something is missing.

Madam Zhen was puzzled, but she remained silent, feeling that she had been being pretentious for far too long.

In silence, the two figures sitting opposite each other in the room merged into one.

Chu Mingkong's body was robust. Unless he reverted to his childhood form, no matter how plump Madam Zhen's figure was, she would appear somewhat weak in front of him. It was this kind of physique and weight that pressed down on her.

At first, it felt like a heavy mountain pressing down on the beautiful woman's delicate body, but that familiar weight and impact also brought her a sense of security that went straight to her heart.

"Madam Zhen, are you getting used to it?" Madam Zhen suddenly heard Chu Mingkong's question in her ear.