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

He seemed to have previously said that he had resonated with this scripture.

"Then... I'll have to bother Your Highness for a while longer." Yun Nongyu bowed slightly to express her gratitude.

The flying sword had just landed at Qingxin Mansion when Zuo Qiuchi's voice arrived before he did.

She could sense from afar that her sweet and soft body pillow had returned!

I missed you so much!

Yun Nongyu recalled the memory of being hugged by her all day long, and her expression became slightly embarrassed.

Zuo Qiuchi strode over, her full, firm breasts no longer just swaying, they were practically swinging!

She was just about to give the Taoist priestess a bear hug, embracing her delicate, fair feet and graceful figure, to enjoy the wonderful and comforting Taoist aura that permeated her entire being.

Chu Mingkong intercepted his master, who was leaping into the air, and pulled him into his arms. The sight of his soft, fragrant flesh against his chest made him feel light and airy.

He held Zuo Qiuchi's round, plump thighs with both hands, subtly moving them towards her even fuller, softer breasts.

"Master, I've missed you so much! I've missed you so much too~"

"If it weren't for you, I could see you every day, what's the point of even thinking about it!"

Zuo Qiuchi reached out to touch Yun Nongyu, but Chu Mingkong slipped away, picked her up, and ran into the mansion, taking her straight back to his room.

“…” Yun Nongyu watched Zuo Qiuchi get further and further away from her, and breathed a sigh of relief.

Chapter 181 Checking the Results of Cultivation

Yun Nongyu settled down comfortably, but she had something on her mind, her thoughts entangled with the responsibilities of the Daoist sect.

Even though she still meditates and sits in the courtyard all day as usual, the courtyard is no longer as tranquil as it used to be.

At this time, it was late winter and early spring. The snow in Xiling began to melt and recede, and the branches of the trees swayed up and down from time to time as the melting snow slid down.

When the mind is restless, everything becomes agitated.

However, there are some exceptions. When the women of Qingxin Mansion take their children to her courtyard, the children's babbling sounds unexpectedly soothe their minds.

"Master Yun, it's been quite a while. Does Maomao still remember who this is?" Gu Jun Gui held Maomao in his arms, while a little girl hugged her leg beside him.

The female Taoist priest, whose face possessed an ethereal beauty, turned to look at Gu Jungui. Her expression remained unchanged, but her body movements paused subtly, as if in surprise.

She noticed at a glance that Gu Jun Gui was pregnant, and considering Chu Ming Kong's temperament and preferences, it wasn't hard to guess what was going on.

Even though she knew what was going on, Yun Nongyu was still surprised by this connection.

"The little princess has shrunk again, but she's still as cute and charming as ever." Yun Nongyu walked over and gently stroked the little girl's face with her fingertips.

She wondered if the cat could talk, but it didn't seem to; it appeared to be in the infant stage in terms of consciousness.

"That's right, I'm worried about what will happen if the cat shrinks again next time. I just hope it doesn't run back into Miss Moon River's belly!"

Gu Jungui sat down and placed Jiao'er and the cat together.

Previously, the cat took care of the infant who was still naive and inexperienced; now the roles have reversed.

Yun Nongyu observed the two little ones moving about, and the children's carefree nature temporarily soothed the restlessness and worries in her heart.

After observing for a while, Yun Nongyu took out a talisman paper. Her fingertips, without a drop of ink, touched the talisman paper. She paused before "putting pen to paper," and then her jade fingers smoothly outlined some kind of talismanic pattern.

A talisman was made.

Yun Nongyu handed the talisman to Gu Jungui, but the latter was puzzled.

Gu Jun Gui held the mysterious talisman, gesturing between the cat and Jiao'er, somewhat at a loss:

"Master Yun, are these amulets for the young girls? If one is enough, who should wear it?"

It's not that he thinks it's too little; Gu Jun Gui trusts Yun Nong Yu's talismans quite a bit. He'd heard before that they often helped Ming Kong get rid of gossip, and they were just incredibly effective.

If she only gives one, then one is probably enough, but how will she distribute them among the girls?

The blindfolded female Taoist priest lowered her head, her index fingers held by the little girls. Through the blindfold, it seemed as if they were gazing at each other. She explained:

"This is not for the young girls, but for you, Madam Gu. You need to take good care of yourself these days."

So that's why they found out she was pregnant... Gu Jun Gui looked a little embarrassed.

She hadn't even dared to tell Lian Keqing and the others yet, and suddenly Yun Nongyu subtly pointed it out to her. No wonder she couldn't be at ease.

However, the elegant and otherworldly aura emanating from this beautiful female Taoist priest made Gu Jun Gui feel somewhat at ease. Even though he could see through her, he didn't think she might have any strange intentions.

Before Gu Jungui could express his gratitude, Yun Nongyu casually wrote down a few more pages of scripture:

"This can be used to calm the mind; no cultivation is required, just copy and imitate it a few times from time to time."

During pregnancy, a woman's emotions fluctuate, and she is prone to anxiety and irritability. These pages of scripture are written in ancient characters, and the composition of the characters has its own profound meaning. Copying them is akin to meditation, which can help calm the mind.

What's rather amusing is that Taoist priests know so many methods for calming the mind and purifying the spirit, yet when they themselves are truly restless, they find it difficult to use them on themselves.

Gu Jungui was extremely grateful, but hesitated to ask:

"I only came here with my cat, Jiao'er, to bother Master Yun, but I was unexpectedly given so many gifts. I don't know how to thank you."

"There's no need for thanks. It was just a small favor, nothing to mention. I was just racking my brains when Gu Jun Gui and the little princesses came over, which immediately calmed me down. This is just a small token of my gratitude. How could I possibly accept Madam Gu's thanks?"

Gu Jungui couldn't refuse, and Yun Nongyu's words implied that the talisman and scripture could help with pregnancy. How could Gu Jungui refuse?

Although she now possessed some cultivation, she truly had nothing to offer in return, so she could only say:

"If Master Yun needs any help in the future, just send Mingkong over to lend a hand. I'll take care of it for you! If I can't get through to you, just bring out the cat."

The kitten clapped its paws gently, seemingly agreeing with its wet nurse.

Yun Nongyu smiled, but murmured to herself, "May His Highness help me..."

......

After leaving Yun Nongyu's courtyard, Gu Jungui took the little ones to wander around in other places.

The mansion was very large, and many women loved the two babies. After strolling around for a while, Jin Yu took the kitten away, and Rong'er took the baby away, and Gu Jun Gui's side suddenly became quiet.

"I'm not sleepy now, so I'll take a look at the things that were delivered to Chang."

First, there's that talisman. Is it meant to be used as a protective charm or something similar?

Gu Jungui untied his sachet, inside which was already a folded talisman, the Dust-Free Talisman.

Upon careful recollection, she realized that it was after obtaining this talisman that she began to discover Mingkong and his two mothers engaging in acts of filial piety.

Now, Gu Jun Gui folded the newly acquired talisman and put it inside, then tied the sachet back up.

"The scripture... I'll try copying it first. If I ever get really upset, I'll try copying it again. I don't know if I'll be able to write it down then."

Gu Jungui took out his brush, ink, paper, and inkstone, pressed several pages of scripture down with the inkstone, and placed them beside him to practice calligraphy.

It's more accurate to say that this is "drawing" than "writing" characters.

The reason is that these ancient characters are quite complex, unlike the straight lines of traditional Chinese characters.

But after copying just two characters, my mind calmed down considerably. It was truly mysterious and profound!

Immediately afterwards, Gu Jungui felt a warmth in his chest, followed by a "whoosh".

The paper was damp with mysterious water stains, and the aroma of frankincense wafted through the air.

Chu Mingkong appeared behind Gu Jungui without his knowledge, and just now gently stroked Gu Jungui's juicy conscience.

"Mingkong, what are you doing!" Gu Jungui said irritably, looking at the ancient characters he had just written.

"What are you doing? What kind of characters are you practicing?" Chu Mingkong put his arm around the beautiful and juicy Aunt Gu, resting his chin on her shoulder.

Gu Jungui remembered to express his gratitude and, while explaining, reminded him:

"The scriptures given by Master Yun can be copied and used to calm the mind. She saw through my situation and prepared these for me specially. Mingkong, please remember to return the favor for me and see if there is anything we can do to help Master Yun."

"No problem, how could I not thank you?" Chu Mingkong readily agreed, but then added, "However, let's test Aunt Gu's practice results first. Let's see if she can concentrate while I'm making a fuss and she's writing."

Chapter 181

In the boudoir, the sound of dripping water never ceased.

A voluptuous and proud mature woman stood in front of the desk, writing with a brush in hand.

Gu Jun Gui wore a light-colored, double-breasted ruqun (a type of traditional Chinese dress), the flowing outer garment concealing a large expanse of her upper body. This drew the attention of another observer in the room to the patch of fair skin above her chest, where the inner lining, embroidered with white-petaled, pink-centered peonies, adorned a large, rounded bosom. The peonies, accentuated by the full lining, appeared even more elegant and dazzling.

The already impressively sized soft flesh is now even more towering and magnificent, attracting attention.

However, the lining was somewhat disheveled due to the intrusion of a large hand; the top edge of the once-flat fabric was now slanted downwards, as it had been pulled down by Chu Ming's somersault.

That really caused a huge uproar!

"Aunt Gu, your handwriting is a bit shaky; your wrist trembles every now and then," Chu Mingkong said with a smile, applying more pressure with his palm.

He had tried his best to restrain himself from cherishing that soft and tender treasure, but its softness seemed to possess a maddening magic, and Chu Mingkong's actions were inevitably rough.

The drawing paper looked like it had been squeezed and dampened by playful children.

Every time Gu Jungui tried to calm her mind and comprehend the tranquil mystery within, Chu Mingkong would strike her heart, making her body feel weak and numb.

Originally, she was copying scriptures to calm her mind, but instead, the beautiful woman's heart started beating faster and faster.

"It took me so much effort to write this, don't get the paper dirty," the beautiful woman said softly, her breath carrying a warm, alluring quality.

Chu Mingkong was reprimanded, but instead of calming down, he felt a surge of anger. However, despite the intense anger, his aura was not fierce. Gu Jungui could clearly feel that the man behind him had lightened his grip considerably.

Just now, the pinching and squeezing was a little too intense, but now it's a careful and gentle caress.

His strength had changed, but he just wouldn't let go of his hand, as if the juice had stuck his hand to it. Occasionally, he would playfully poke the dough ball, and then a thin stream of water would fly out.

"Alright, alright, then I won't practice calligraphy~ Aunt Gu, if you really want to calm your mind, you can just sit down by the Tranquil Spring in the yard and soak your feet. Why do you think it's called the Tranquil Spring?"

Speaking of which, when Zhi'er was more irritable and suspicious, she would soak her feet in the Qingxin Spring all day long. Now she's basically calm and doesn't soak her feet in the Qingxin Spring much anymore.

Gu Jun Gui was confused by Chu Ming Kong's pinching and casually replied, "Then let's try the Qingxin Spring? I'm not familiar with the scripture yet, so I can't immerse myself in it."

Goodbye, goodbye!

Chu Mingkong chuckled and stopped the suggestion. He remembered that he had once "played" with Feng Ying in the Qingxin Spring. He was still injured by the Abyss, so the Qingxin effect had no effect on him, but Feng Ying had become a sage.