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

"I was distracted and finished eating without realizing it. Yongzhen, you can eat if you want."

"But I want to see you deliberately bite into the radish slices and make a loud noise, it's a bit childish~"

"Then I'll eat it?" Chu Mingkong didn't think it was anything shameful.

The biggest regret that growing up brought Chu Mingkong was probably that he could no longer drive a small cart...

Yongzhen tilted her head awkwardly and deliberately said:

"But I saw Mingkong eating so happily, so I wanted to try it too."

“ε=('ο｀*))) Sigh, Yongzhen, why have you suddenly become such a pretentious girl?” Chu Mingkong laughed, wanting to see what tricks she was going to play, indicating that she could let her mother come over.

Unexpectedly, Yongzhen's beautiful face suddenly blossomed into a smile. She placed the radish near Chu Mingkong's mouth, letting him suck on half of it, while she squeezed into his broad embrace, her thin lips sucking on the other half of the radish.

With a series of crackling sounds, the radish slices were quickly reduced to just the middle section, and soon completely crushed, being pushed back and forth in the moist, intertwined motion.

Finally, it fell, wrapped in shimmering silver threads, and was forgotten by everyone.

Yongzhen covered her mouth, and half of the rouge on her lips instantly disappeared.

"That doesn't count. It tastes like radish now, with a sour taste of white vinegar."

I'm shocked! Yongzhen, you don't even know how to use oil and salt, yet you can recognize white vinegar!

"Then it's up to you."

Yongzhen's pretty face came closer again, her breath as sweet as orchids. Up close, her skin was still fair and delicate, and her nose, which accentuated the three-dimensionality of her face, was exquisite and graceful.

But looking at him so closely, Chu Mingkong was worried that he would lose his composure and end up with cross-eyed, which would make Yongzhen laugh at him.

"Mingkong, there's something I need to discuss with you," she suddenly said.

"Okay, go ahead and say it." Chu Mingkong nodded, his movements small but enough to touch Yongzhen's delicate forehead.

"After all, my mother doesn't want us to be too close, so for a few days we'll pretend we're not familiar with each other and have less contact. You should visit my mother more often, keep her company, and don't be impolite."

The two spoke even closer, almost touching lips.

"Even if we have less contact, it won't change Madam Zhen's mind, will it?"

"If my mother stays angry, wouldn't there be even less chance of her changing her mind? So we need to have less contact with her."

"Alright, that's fine, but how long will it take?"

Their teeth started fighting, and their tongues joined the battle, invading each other's territories, testing each other's fighting spirit, and then wrestling together.

"In another five to six days, we'll find an empty room, and I'm going to blindfold you, Mingkong~"

Chu Mingkong thought of Yun Nongyu. Was he to be a blindfolded Taoist priest?

He didn't want to activate his Daoist name, Juejuezi, so soon!

"Blindfolded? Are they trying to make me practice some kind of Taoist magic?"

"Don't ask."

There are so many different styles.

Let Yongzhen tease you a bit; Chu Mingkong's attack speed buff is almost overflowing.

This princess's feelings for Chu Mingkong are probably so strong that they're close enough to be able to cultivate together. If he were to tell her about the "undamaged primordial yin," it would be an even risk-free endeavor.

However, Chu Mingkong was unsure whether the technique she possessed was an Extreme Yang technique. Yongzhen gave him the impression that she was familiar with the Extreme Yang path, but she had never released the slightest Extreme Yang aura.

Chu Mingkong's dual cultivation with her was really just for fun, like wearing Teacher Du's umbrella with the effect of "not damaging primordial yin" while doing irresponsible deep work.

This is hardly what you call dual cultivation; it's just pure pleasure-seeking.

Not hiding his true intentions, Chu Mingkong didn't mind this kind of interaction, and what difference would it make if it happened a few more times?

But at least he shouldn't bring it up first. It would be better to do it when Yongzhen feels that he doesn't care about giving him the primordial yin.

While he was still alive and had the leisure to wander around, the "undamaged primordial yin" of the "True Scripture of Union" should have been Chu Mingkong's way of ensuring that the woman did not suffer, rather than a reason to casually play with other people's innocent young ladies.

"Mingkong, where do you want me to go?" Yongzhen suddenly asked.

Chu Mingkong was caught off guard by her question and couldn't keep up with the girl's pace.

He was waiting for her to confess herself, but Yongzhen asked him to order the food instead.

"Anywhere is fine?" Chu Mingkong retorted sharply.

Yongzhen shook his head as he pondered: "Some places won't work, some places will... Tell me who you're cultivating with, and what techniques you're practicing?"

Who do you think it could be?

"Rumors are circulating that you and your master are practicing dual cultivation?"

"Rumors..." Chu Mingkong answered somewhat hesitantly.

He hoped this wasn't a rumor, but rather a prophecy from some fortune teller.

"That must be Shangguan Rong?" Yongzhen was close to the correct answer, but the information she had made her deny the guess: "That shouldn't be the case. The day before her wedding, an old woman examined her body to check for virginity marks, and she couldn't have cultivated extreme yang power so quickly."

The presence of the virginity mark indicates that the primordial yin is still present, making dual cultivation impossible.

But then, such guessing becomes like looking for a needle in a haystack. How can we determine the candidate?

Chapter Sixteen: "Madam Zhen" Strikes!

Chu Mingkong had planned to stay with Yongzhen a little longer, but Madam Zhen came looking for Yongzhen, so he had no choice but to pack up the bowls and chopsticks, take them all with him, and leave the courtyard.

Madam Zhen was already in a bad mood. If she found out that he had come over to steal food from her daughter, her blood pressure would probably explode.

After Chu Mingkong left, Yongzhen's expression and reaction became "dull," unlike when Chu Mingkong was there—this was an act for the real Yongzhen.

Madam Zhen poured Yongzhen a cup of tea and slowly sat down next to this girl who was younger than herself.

"Mother......"

If there were outsiders present, they would be surprised that the beautiful woman called the young woman "mother," while the young woman looked puzzled and amused, as if she took the beautiful woman's words as a joke.

The beautiful woman was unaware that the woman had remembered who she was, and thought that because of the confusion caused by her cultivation technique, she had forgotten who she was. The woman never revealed this fact.

"Why are you making fun of me? Who calls their daughter 'mother'? This isn't like you at all."

Madam Zhen looked at Yongzhen, anxious but helpless, and could only bite her lip inwardly:

"This is due to the cultivation technique; your soul and mine have been swapped. In truth, I am Yongzhen, and you are my mother. Do you have any recollection of me?"

The young woman shook her head.

Seeing this, the beautiful woman could only sigh helplessly, as she knew little about this technique.

The monthly soul exchange was unstoppable, and now that the souls cannot be exchanged back, it is also unstoppable.

After she became sensible, she wondered what would happen if her soul could not be switched back one day. Fortunately, after each soul exchange, the soul was always punctual when it was switched back, which gradually dispelled her doubts.

I just never expected this to happen so suddenly, and that I couldn't get it back so easily!

These past two days, she has been struggling with this matter, wondering if it is related to her mother's inability to remember who she is.

In the past, when the souls were swapped, the mother would be affected to some extent. At first, she would be mentally confused, and later she would have blurred memories and not be able to remember who she was.

This condition usually lasts for two or three days, but this time seven days have passed and her memory still hasn't returned.

The beautiful woman had no choice but to sit there in silence for a long time. Seeing her like this, the young woman also felt troubled and uneasy.

The beautiful woman sighed and chose to put the matter aside for the time being. Since she couldn't change things, there was no point in worrying about it.

"Alright, then I won't call you Mother for now, I'll just call you Yongzhen, so you won't get confused... How are you getting along with Chu Mingkong?"

Yongzhen's heart skipped a beat. She glanced at the beautiful woman but didn't see that she noticed anything unusual; it seemed that she was just concerned and curious.

"Mingkong seems like a good person. He hasn't come to see me these past two days, probably recovering from his injuries... How about we go visit him during the day?"

The beautiful woman's blood pressure rose, and her mother, using her body, truly entered into her role and became intimate with Chu Mingkong!

Moreover, judging from her reaction, and the fact that she insisted on visiting Chu Mingkong at the Prince's Mansion on the day Jinyu had the accident, it is estimated that her mother has indeed developed a lot of goodwill towards Chu Mingkong.

But how could such a thing be allowed to happen? This young body is inhabited by her mother's soul!

To let the mother's soul and Chu Mingkong fall in love...? The thought sent chills down the woman's spine.

Assuming that the soul can never be returned, could she accept that her mother, in a state of unconsciousness, got together with Chu Mingkong?

No, this won't do!

The beautiful woman recalled the first time Chu Mingkong met her, when he gave her a very...shameless pair of underwear.

This suggests that Chu Mingkong probably prefers the woman's body he's currently using, right?

To prevent her mother from getting involved with Chu Mingkong in an ambiguous relationship, she had no choice but to take this drastic measure: to temporarily take the initiative and use her mother's body to entice Chu Mingkong.

The young woman suddenly said, "My memory... is a bit hazy. If what you're saying is true, maybe we can switch back in a few days?"

Just a few more days, let Mingkong stay with me a few more days...

The beautiful woman nodded, neither agreeing nor disagreeing; she already had her own plans.

......

As Chu Mingkong walked in the night, he suddenly shivered, the bone-chilling cold sending a shiver down his spine.

"In a world without the greenhouse effect, the seasons change quite punctually. It gets cold right after the Lantern Festival. Or is someone trying to sabotage me? It's chilly here."

Unfortunately, Zuo Qiuchi was still lingering at Yunhai Taoist Temple. The palace was empty and he had no one to sleep with, which made him not want to go back.

Wearing a cloak, Chu Mingkong strolled through the bustling city of the capital. Unknowingly, he wandered into the red-light district, where the entire street was lined with brothels, including the government-run Jiaofangsi (a government-run music and dance academy).

I really want to save these fallen women and listen to their grievances.

Tomorrow when we go to the Taoist temple, I'll tell Zuo Qiuchi that I've found a nice brothel. We'll go check it out together, and then I'll take the opportunity to bring Zuo Qiuchi back to the Prince's mansion to stay.

What kind of nonsense is it to stay at the female Taoist's place all the time?

As Chu Mingkong walked, he suddenly saw Wei Qingning.

She was on an inspection tour with her colleagues when it was almost time for the shift to end. After giving her instructions, she went home.

Chu Mingkong followed Wei Qingning all the way to the Wei residence.

The main residence of the Wei family was probably not located in the capital, because the Wei family had a small number of people.