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

"Are you... tired? Generally speaking, when cultivating in harmony, it's better to relax at the point where the power converges and follow your instincts..." Chu Mingkong said tactfully.

"...Don't question me...I've said too much unnecessary stuff."

"Yes, yes, yes, we'll do as Your Majesty says..."

The cultivation progressed slowly. During the process, Chu Mingkong secretly exerted his strength and nudged Yuehe, almost causing her to lose her balance and nearly break her cultivation. This made her quite angry, and she pinched Chu Mingkong hard.

The intense, tingling sensation almost made him faint...

dong dong dong-

After the knocking, the daughter, Da Maomao, pushed the door open and barged in without waiting for her parents' response.

Clearly, the big cat has learned the etiquette of knocking before entering a room, but she hasn't learned the part about waiting yet. However, it seems that her father has always entered the girl's room this way, so he doesn't seem to have learned it wrong.

The young couple reacted very quickly. Yuehe was the first to sit up, but after realizing that Chu Mingkong had given her several waves of internal energy essence, she realized that getting up suddenly was not a good idea, so she sat back down.

Chu Mingkong wanted to take out the Dustless Talisman to pretend it wasn't there, but Yuehe's sudden rise and fall disrupted his rhythm, and he didn't have time to take out the talisman.

In the final instant, Yuehe made the adjustment of turning around.

From this perspective, she appears to be sitting on the edge of the bed, her legs crossed, the high heels of her boots swaying slightly in rhythm with her delicate feet.

Overall, it was still normal, since the clothes were intact, except that Chu Mingkong was sitting on his butt.

"Daddy, I've finished the peanuts, I want more...Mom, what are you doing? Why are you sitting on Daddy's lap?" Big Cat said as she ran in.

On that bright and mature face was a look of bewilderment and curiosity. She had no idea what the subtle expressions on her parents' faces meant, but it could also be said that Chu Mingkong and Yuehe were doing a good job of covering it up.

“He’s too lazy, I’m disciplining him…” Yuehe said sternly, beads of sweat glistening on her hair.

The room looked rather stuffy, and Yuehe's face clearly showed the flushed and sweaty look of someone caught in the sweltering heat of midsummer.

This unusual posture revealed a unique charm, as well as a flustered and tense state.

"Daddy seems a bit lazy?" Big Cat walked to the side and reached out to Chu Mingkong for some snacks.

Chu Mingkong was also showing restraint. The timing of the cat's entry was just when he was planning to transfer a wave of his inner energy to Yuehe.

As a result, it was abruptly stopped, and the urge to hold it in was abruptly cut off.

Now it's like an arrow on a bowstring, and the hand drawing the bow is trembling, as if it might slip and send the arrow flying at any moment.

"I'm still quite diligent, okay? Don't listen to your mother's nonsense! When did you wake up? Why didn't you stay with Aunt Gu and instead came back?"

Chu Mingkong didn't immediately take out the snacks for his daughter, fearing that the cat would take the snacks and refuse to leave, which would be troublesome.

Therefore, to be on the safe side, we used treats as bait to lure the cat back to its aunt's place.

"I'm keeping Aunt Gu company. After I woke up, I finished the peanuts in the sachet... I want to take some more so I can share them with Jiao'er later."

After saying that, the big cat squatted down by the bed and curiously looked at its parents.

After all, they were still each other's child, and instinctively felt that their parents' postures were somewhat unusual and strange, and that their mother's sitting posture was also odd.

But the big cat had little experience and couldn't quite put his finger on what was strange about it.

More than anything, I'm curious why it seems like my mother, who's the one disciplining my father, looks much more tired than my father, who's the one being disciplined.

Chu Mingkong reached out and touched the big cat's head. Because his body was difficult to move, his gesture of reaching out to touch his head looked inspiring, showing his determination despite his disability.

"But Daddy is worried that you'll secretly eat it all by yourself and not share with Jiao'er. So later Aunt Gu will supervise you while you eat, understand?"

"Okay." The big cat indicated that anything was fine as long as there was food.

Chu Mingkong immediately took off his storage ring and stuffed it full of snacks and drinks.

"Listen carefully, come back after you finish eating!"

The big cat checked the small mountain of food in the storage ring and looked shocked.

With so much, why worry that she won't share it with Jiao'er?

"Wouldn't it be too much to eat it all at once?"

"Eat as much as you want! Okay, hurry up and go to Aunt Gu's. Jiao'er is probably waiting for you to bring the food back, don't keep her waiting..."

Yuehe: "?!"

Chu Mingkong's words suddenly stopped, and from an angle that Maomao didn't notice, her mother was looking very serious, her delicate and spirited eyebrows furrowed, trying her best to endure the sudden and overwhelming sneak attack.

The big cat blinked, waiting for her father to finish speaking: "What are you making my darling wait for?"

Just as Chu Mingkong was about to respond to his daughter, Yuehe bent down slightly with a gentle smile, her fair hand like a claw, angrily and helplessly gripping Chu Mingkong's face.

She answered on his behalf:

"Don't keep Jiao'er waiting, Maomao, go quickly."

"Good~"

Having received the snacks, the big cat stopped worrying and got up to leave. However, the fighting instinct inherited from her parents still made the cat feel that the two of them were in a strange position.

His body seemed to be gathering strength, concealing a powerful force, unlike his calm demeanor as he sat there.

She glanced back, but still decided to leave and go eat at Aunt Gu's place.

A brief silence fell over the room.

Chu Mingkong and Yuehe stared at each other silently.

Chu Mingkong was drenched in sweat, his eyes darting around nervously, while Yuehe's gaze, though calm, concealed a murderous intent, as if he wanted to twist him into beef jerky.

"Did you do that on purpose?" Yuehe was referring to Chu Mingkong's sneak attack on her in front of Maomao.

　 "No, it's not that. You twisted it too hard, and it went numb... It was an accident!"

Seeing that she was also tired, Chu Mingkong tentatively reached out and hugged her, and they lay down to rest, reluctant to part.

He really wanted to complain about the high difficulty Yuehe had put together, but reason told him it was best not to say anything, otherwise it would be another embarrassing moment in his life.

"That was fine too, but do you feel more comfortable lying down now...?" Chu Mingkong asked as tactfully as possible.

"There's no difference..." she said wearily, stubbornly.

When cultivating, the body is naturally quite flexible, but Yuehe still forced this on without using any other power to assist, so it must have been exhausting.

"Alright, then there's no difference. Don't you think... my decision to have you keep your clothes dressed was quite farsighted?"

"good......"

Yuehe thought that wearing clothes to cultivate was some kind of quirky or annoying habit of Chu Mingkong, but she didn't expect it to be a real way to protect against cat attacks.

If she hadn't been fully clothed just now, it would probably have been quite troublesome. We might have had to block her senses to prevent her from seeing content inappropriate for her age.

Even if this blocked their senses, they would still have to go through the trouble of explaining why they did it. It was rare that Chu Mingkong's inexplicable request served as a testament to his foresight.

Chapter 371 The Idea of ​​Transformation

The posture is reminiscent of drawing a bow and shooting an arrow, and so is the topic of conversation.

"Yuehe, what is your opinion on Bai Niang? Do you have any associations with her existence or her experiences? You don't need to be so rigorous, just say whatever comes to mind."

A sleek and sexy high-heeled boot fell to the ground. Chu Mingkong hooked his arm around Yuehe's leg, his palm feeling the texture of Yuehe's muscles and the delicate touch of her skin. Under the smooth black stockings, everything seemed especially wonderful.

Putting everything else aside, this relaxed style, with its lazy and leisurely atmosphere of "warming wine on a rainy day and sipping it on the couch," is more in line with his taste. Yuehe is always too serious, which is a bit outrageous.

Chu Mingkong could be seen as asking the same question again.

This time, however, Yuehe doesn't need to make judgments based on her own observations; she can simply say whatever comes to mind.

Sometimes, people with broad knowledge, especially those from the era in which Yuehe lived, were more "colorful" than people today.

In her view, making random associations and guesses is probably more meaningful than Chu Mingkong searching for information from a vast sea of ​​ancient books.

"If I were to make an analogy, I'd probably go back to the era of the goddesses and ask those scriptures about their will."

The Abyss I know should be a stagnant, desolate place, not a bustling place. If there were periods of activity there, then we can only look back to an even earlier era.

Upon hearing that the time span was so far, Chu Mingkong's mind went blank, and he even paused during the Empress's deep massage-like cultivation.

Putting everything else aside, just tracing his understanding of antiquity back to Yuehe was already a bit overwhelming for him, and now they're going to go even further back...

Chu Mingkong felt that those were things from another world. Even the founding history of the Yueqi Empire was incomplete; the era of the goddesses was...

"If you put it that way, then I feel like I can't help Bai Niang at all."

"That's natural. The best approach I can think of for you is to leverage your current connections and search for various ancient scriptures. Have that girl with the natural affinity for the Dao ask the scriptures for advice. If the will within the scriptures is willing to tell you, then you can pass it on to Bai Niang."

Seeing Chu Mingkong deep in thought, Yuehe didn't disturb him. Personally, Yuehe hoped he would use his brain more.

Although it may not necessarily yield any results, it's better to at least get into the habit of giving up thinking.

However, while Yuehe waited, her long, slender legs in stockings remained hooked by him, and her silence in this state made Yuehe feel a little strange.

After waiting for a long time, Yuehe was awkwardly held up for quite a while, neither here nor there. Helplessly, she said what many of the women in the household had said:

"You're not suited to thinking about it, so you don't need to."

"...You just told me to overthink it." Chu Mingkong felt slightly hurt, but he channeled his grief and anger into his archery.

After firing an arrow, he changed course and continued to nock and fire arrows.

Yuehe pondered for a while, immersing herself in this languid, tingling feeling that required no effort on her part. The current pace prevented her from feeling overwhelmed, allowing her to maintain a relaxed and leisurely state without feeling bored, like a gentle massage during a chat.

"Have you ever climbed a mountain?" she suddenly asked.

"I've never actually climbed it, but I've flown up there before." Chu Mingkong reached out to massage Yuehe's chest to ease the pressure.

Yuehe glanced down at Chu Mingkong's pig's trotters, considering that this male concubine's service wasn't bad, and decided to allow his presumption for the time being. She said:

"Not this kind of mountain climbing, but the kind where some force occupies a mountain peak, and you fight your way up to stand atop it, something like that..."

Chu Mingkong was suddenly speechless for a moment. So Yuehe, you described this kind of behavior of destroying other people's strongholds and bases as mountain climbing? I thought it was the kind of mountain climbing that involves going on a picnic or long trip.

Yuehe probably realized this difference in understanding, and she changed her words:

"Just think of yourself as an ordinary person without any cultivation, climbing the mountain peak with your own two feet."

Reaching the summit, one sees a vast and boundless world, and realizes oneself to be but a drop in the ocean. The size of the world is not important; wherever you go, you reach it step by step. Don't be intimidated by distance.

How did we get to the part about life philosophy?

Even during this cultivation period... Could it be that Yuehe, you've already entered sage mode before you've even finished cultivating?