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

Whether it's studying scriptures and military strategy, or painstakingly honing one's spiritual cultivation techniques, the principle remains the same.

"But you don't need to worry about these things anymore." Chu Mingkong stroked her delicate face, sensing that Yongzhen seemed to lack a sense of security.

"That's true, but back in the capital, I also felt that I had nothing to worry about."

Until the very moment occurs, you'll never know if your past negligence will leave you with no choice but to resign yourself to fate...

It turns out it was a mindset of preparing for a rainy day?

Chu Mingkong wanted to say something, like to trust him as much as possible, but he felt it was best to follow Yongzhen's own wishes.

Afterwards, she asked her master and Nongyu to take good care of Yongzhen's cultivation... However, she probably couldn't count on her master, as she was hoping to have more time to relax and enjoy her time.

"Okay, then Yongzhen, keep up the good work!"

I'll also find opportunities to become stronger, and strive to become so strong that you won't want to bother cultivating this or that anymore~

"Then the snake's tongue can be left unattended and ignored?" Yongzhen asked deliberately.

"Uh... that's definitely possible, you could even specialize in it!"

Chu Mingkong still really liked the feeling of having two Yongzhen rolls around with him. Joking aside, he still asked the last question that bothered him:

"Have you thought about what I just mentioned about becoming an empress? You seem to be avoiding the question."

Yongzhen felt a little embarrassed by this question; she felt that answering honestly would be a bit like a delusional and arrogant dream...

"There should still be some, but it's not about aspiring to the power of that position, but rather... a long-term consideration."

If they rely on the royal children to escape their predicament, they might be subject to their control in the future. In the worst case, they would have to find a way to defeat them as well to be safe.

But after living with you for so long, I feel pretty good now. I'm carefree and don't need to worry about so many relationships, so naturally, I don't have that kind of unavoidable consideration anymore.

Chu Mingkong looked at Yongzhen. This was not a casual remark made on the spot; there was no intention of flattery or praise in his words.

He felt as if he had been injected with adrenaline, eager to continue growing stronger and more powerful so as to maintain Yongzhen's sense of security by his side.

Yongzhen's body went limp, and she asked incredulously:

"Mingkong, why have you grown even stronger again...?"

Chu Mingkong's face was solemn with diligence and hard work: "I'm going to do some high-intensity training until I'm exhausted!"

Yongzhen's face paled, and she pushed him with her small fist, saying:

"Stop, stop, stop! Come out first! Uh-huh..."

Chapter 388 One really can't teach one's daughter haphazardly.

Two days have passed since Yongzhen's training session ended.

Chu Mingkong had already stolen the power of her Soul Transfer Technique, enough to infuse it into Madam Zhen, allowing the mother and daughter to relive the "accident" in the capital once again.

Unfortunately, Chu Mingkong really couldn't find the time these past two days to wait for Madam Zhen to be alone.

Because when Yongzhen last visited, she reflected on how she had neglected her mother these past few days. Therefore, apart from morning exercises during the early morning hours, Yongzhen spent most of the time with Madam Zhen, not giving Chu Mingkong any chance.

Admittedly, given Chu Mingkong's abilities, it would be relatively easy for him to steal a moment from his busy schedule and secretly transfer his skills to Madam Zhen; he had countless methods to do so.

But this matter has already been planned to involve Mi'er baby, and this kind of thing that promotes harmony between mother-in-law and daughter-in-law cannot be left out!

"However, after this 'accident' in the gang's crime, we still need to be honest with Yongzhen as soon as possible, otherwise it would be too much of a betrayal of our own people."

Although Chu Mingkong muttered to himself, he really couldn't think of a better way. Rather than trusting his strategic abilities, it was better to listen to the solution that Pei Mi had come up with.

He secretly slipped into Yongzhen's courtyard again to check on the situation. Yongzhen was still with Madam Zhen today.

"Should we ask Bai Niang to give us a heads-up and urgently summon Yongzhen to go into seclusion for a period of cultivation, as a way to lure the tiger away from the mountain?"

"Never mind, Yongzhen already said it's just compensation for these few days, and she'll continue her studies with Bai Niang after we coordinate the schedule. Let's not disturb this mother and daughter's time."

Chu Mingkong felt like a thief lying in wait at home, waiting for the right moment...

On the other hand, the Crescent Moon Kingdom sent back a note yesterday, saying that they had found out the approximate location of the Compassionate Protector. This is a progress report, just like a courier tracking where the package is.

There was still no resolution, and Chu Mingkong's concern was useless; he could only wait.

Just as he was getting bored out of his mind, Big Cat appeared out of Chu Mingkong's sight, carrying Jiao'er.

The tall, graceful young woman walked briskly through the courtyard carrying her little sister. If one didn't know the story, one would probably mistake her for an aunt with her baby just by looking at her.

"Kitty, where are you planning to go?"

Chu Mingkong appeared in the path of the big cat like a bad guy blocking the way.

Aside from when her father played pranks on her, Da Maomao was usually quite close to him, though not as close as she was to Fengying, Yuehe, and Aunt Gu.

"Go to the kitchen," Big Cat replied.

The baby couldn't speak, but she was imitating the big cat, babbling a vague baby language.

Chu Mingkong was quite surprised: "You two went to the kitchen? Big Cat isn't planning to take Jiao'er to make clay pot rice, is she?"

The big cat shook its head, hugged its baby tightly, and was both curious and wary of the "baby rice" that its father had mentioned.

"No, I want to see how the food is made. Aunt Gu said that the food is made slowly, but I see that Dad can make it all at once. I've never seen you make it before."

It's unbelievable that a cat could be so confused...

Chu Mingkong reflected on himself and realized that he had indeed misled the children a bit in the past, taking things out too casually every time he took them out to feed them.

He scratched his head, pondering family education, then beckoned to his daughters:

"It's not mealtime yet, Kitty. Even if you go to the kitchen, the maids aren't cooking. I'll get you something to eat."

Regarding food, the cat had no complaints or complaints about Chu Mingkong.

Even if she did, it must be because Chu Mingkong wouldn't let her eat it.

Chu Mingkong pondered how to demonstrate the food preparation process to his daughter in a way that would leave a lasting impression, hoping to instill in her a normal understanding that food is made, not conjured.

Even the various foods and snacks he exchanged with the system were indirectly obtained by doing things that the elders loved to do, so in essence, it was still doing them!

He took the two girls to the market, bought some aloe vera, and a lot of medicinal herbs and spices. Based on the video memories he had left in his mind, he made two bowls of detoxifying aloe vera juice.

Aside from the absence of the masala spice, everything else is quite authentic.

Finally, a plate of yellowish, gooey egg rice was placed in front of the girls.

Not to mention the big cat, even the little girl looked bewildered and terrified, silently staring at the cup, plate, and two dishes in front of them.

"It's ready. Do you have an appetite?" Chu Mingkong touched the two girls' cheeks.

A hungry stray dog ​​walked by, glanced at the dog, shook its head, and left.

"This doesn't look like food... Food should be conjured up, this looks really strange." After thinking it over carefully, the big cat gave its opinion.

This time, Chu Mingkong fell silent. It seemed that the effectiveness of his family education needed improvement, and it had even had the opposite effect.

Left with no other choice, Chu Mingkong took action again, personally demonstrating the process of making earthen pit beggar's chicken and presenting a large roasted chicken.

However, after seeing the rice bowl with that unidentified yellow liquid, the big cat was hesitant to touch the roast chicken that looked pretty good.

It wasn't until Da Mao Mao saw Chu Mingkong take a bite himself that she mustered up the courage to start eating.

After all, that plate of rice and cup of aloe vera juice—not even Dad himself would eat it, let alone that big yellow dog that was passing by.

"Is it good? This is made, not altered." Chu Mingkong took Jiao'er from the big cat's arms, tore off a piece of chicken shreds and fed it to the little girl.

The big cat already had a mouthful of grease from eating, so its evaluation was naturally that it was delicious, but it still had doubts about whether it was made properly.

"It was just put into the soil. I didn't see how it was made in the soil. It felt like it was put into the soil and then taken out... I want to eat shredded chicken too." The big cat suddenly wanted to eat halfway through her sentence.

I don't know if the big cat thought that shredding the chicken into strips was a different dish, or if he was jealous because his daughter was being treated too well by eating the meat that her father had shredded.

Chu Mingkong, feeling both helpless and amused, tore off a piece of chicken and brought it to the big cat's mouth.

The big cat was dissatisfied. She said, "Daddy, you were very careful when you helped Jiao'er tear it, carefully tearing it into thin strips, but when it came to me, I just tore off a piece randomly!"

That's because the baby can't eat such large pieces of meat, so we can only feed her small strips of it...

Fine, Chu Mingkong simply tore the chicken into the same shreds as Jiao'er and fed it to the big cat.

The young woman put Chu Mingkong's fingers in her mouth, ate the shredded chicken, and then gently rolled her tongue between his fingers, rubbing away all the oil.

After enjoying a satisfying meal with the two princesses, Chu Mingkong cleaned up the crime scene and left.

For safety reasons, Chu Mingkong said to his daughter:

"If Rong'er asks you how the food is made in the future, Kitty, don't say I taught you. Let Rong'er teach you, understand?"

"why?"

"Give Rong'er some experience, otherwise she'll know I've taught you both too well and you won't be in the mood for intimacy."

"Alright then." Cat Cat was really particular about food. She thought of something important and asked, "Daddy, there's one more thing. Why did Aunt Gu say that I'm too grown up to eat anymore? Even Jiao'er can eat it. I think you ate it too."

"...You're mistaken. You really can't eat it when you're older, uh...you can't eat it too much, but it's okay to eat it occasionally."

Chu Mingkong wiped the sweat from his brow. He decided he had to send his daughters back as soon as possible, or they would really be corrupted!

......

The next day.

Chu Mingkong continued to wait outside Yongzhen's courtyard. After finishing her morning breathing exercises, Yongzhen bid farewell to her mother, Madam Zhen, and headed towards where Bai Niang was.

Seeing this, Chu Mingkong, who was hiding in the shadows, breathed a long sigh of relief. Finally...!

He was worried that Yongzhen would continue to accompany Madam Zhen today, which would take too long. Moreover, after taking his daughters out for a walk yesterday, Chu Mingkong dared not use his daughters to pass the time anymore, as it would set a bad example.

Fortunately, Yongzhen finally developed the desire to cultivate.

Chu Mingkong was extremely careful and cautious as he sneaked into the courtyard, not daring to appear openly, for fear that Yongzhen would leave his doll behind to keep Madam Zhen company.

He can balance his spiritual practice and family life.

Everything went smoothly. Chu Mingkong entered the room, took Madam Zhen's fair wrist, and before he could confirm, Madam Zhen said:

“Mingkong, Yongzhen said she’ll be back in half a day. You, you shouldn’t take too long.”

Chu Mingkong certainly wanted it to take longer, but half a day was still acceptable!