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

However, Ruyu was surprisingly easy to manage. She secretly drank some acacia wine and then pestered Yunhan to drink a few more cups, offering a blessing with each cup.

In just a short while, she became dizzy and passed out, lying on the edge of the big bed.

Although it would be better to have a maid send her away at this time, Chu Mingkong really didn't want those little incidents to disturb the beautiful moment.

The saying "A moment of spring night is worth a thousand pieces of gold" is no exaggeration.

So Fengying picked up Ruyu and placed her on the edge of the bed to rest for the time being, and then ignored her.

With the troublesome person who used to make a ruckus during the wedding night gone, the girls' unspoken rivalry quietly began.

No matter how capable Chu Mingkong is, he still has to take it one step at a time! It's essential to be the first to do so, otherwise he doesn't know how long he'll have to wait on the sidelines.

Jin Yu, who had just been standing tall, loosened the tight buttons, shook her fragrant shoulders, and the few pieces of fabric slipped down, revealing her plump and firm curves.

"Chu Lang, I'll go first~"

“Mingkong…” Shangguan Rong rarely got involved in conflicts, but this night was equally important to her.

She glanced at Jin Yu beside her, and then shrugged her delicate shoulders in the same way. Her clothes slipped down, revealing her smooth, fair body. Her almond-shaped eyes stared at Chu Mingkong with anticipation and longing.

Yongzhen sneered, and her two beautiful bodies, the real body and the puppet body, opened their doors to each other, and the competition between them was even more intense. One of her bodies flicked out its forked tongue, and the other body even showed off a fluffy fox tail!

What a formidable offensive!

“Yongzhen, you… you’re only cultivating this useless thing!” Jinyu suddenly felt extremely inferior.

“Then Daoist Jinyu can also practice cultivation, right?” Yongzhen chuckled, flicking Jinyu with her fox tail.

"I'll go first, and I'll show you just how powerful I am!" Jin Yu hadn't wanted to show off her teleportation array, but now she had no choice.

They were all fighting like this, which made Qingning feel wronged. Although she also had a snake tongue, she felt embarrassed and ashamed when it came to the part where she had to stand up straight, ashamed to show her weakness.

Fengying had no strong desire for such a struggle. When she saw Qingning's condition, she immediately crawled on all fours like a cat to Qingning and carried her to where she and Yunhan were.

"Qingning is cute and petite, don't be ashamed, let me see her!"

Yunhan still cared for her younger sister. Hearing Fengying say this, she and Fengying put their arms around Qingning from both sides.

Fengying's slender fingers gently circled on Qingning's flat belly, with two fingers resting on her delicate and beautiful navel.

With a slight exertion of her slender fingers, as if toying with her, she pried open her pink navel from side to side, tickling her.

"Mingkong, come and check on Qingning?" Fengying said.

Chu Mingkong looked over and saw that Feng Ying had asked him to take care of Qing Ning, but she was lying down with Yun Han and the other two. He wondered if the three of them would have to take care of her together.

He was certainly excited, but his master's wife's icy aura was surging rather intensely. Oh well, let's charge...!

Chapter Twenty-Seven: Ru Yu Gets Accidentally Injured!

This "Hehuan Wine" is ultimately just a strong liquor for celebration, with little medicinal effect, and it won't be a significant burden for cultivators.

Ru Yu was like that. Although she did faint for a while, she soon recovered from her drunkenness and gradually became sober.

"It's so noisy... What's going on? Wait, where am I?"

After the princess regained consciousness, she murmured a few words softly, then looked around the unfamiliar bedroom with a dazed expression.

The bed beneath her was softer, more comfortable, and much larger than the one in her room. Where was she?

After some effort, Ruyu finally remembered that she seemed to have been involved in a wedding night prank!

She actually fell asleep!

Oh no, it seems I have no choice but to continue pretending to be asleep. How can I possibly leave now...?

Ruyu originally wanted to act as if nothing had happened and continue to quietly go over there, but the commotion over there was really quite loud.

The voices of Jin Yu, Yong Zhen, and the other royal girls rose and fell, voices that were rarely heard on ordinary days, a stark contrast to the ones I remembered, as if they were completely different people.

Ru Yu couldn't help but turn her head to look at the lavish scene of wine, women, and carnal pleasures, and her cheeks immediately flushed a hot crimson.

The wine is the lingering fragrance of the nuptial wine, and the meat is the radiant, warm glow of the brides' delicate bodies.

Chu Mingkong's robust physique appeared even more angular in the dim light of the red candles, but even with his impressive size, he was sometimes overwhelmed by the embraces of the brides.

But the most peculiar thing was Chu Mingkong's embrace. Ru Yu observed that no matter how the brides reacted beforehand, they would start to whimper and sob as soon as they were held in his arms...

The brides communicated through the jingling of bells on their feet; with each swing of their long legs, the bells rang out with a clear, resounding sound.

Shangguan Rong's breathing was unsteady when her questioning voice suddenly echoed in the room: "Jinyu, this can actually take care of everything... Mingkong, you weren't being too forceful, were you?"

Jin Yu was somewhat disoriented, but managed to say, "Of course... I am Daoist Master!"

Ruyu overheard this but didn't quite understand what it meant. She just thought Yongzhen's fox tail was beautiful and the fur looked so smooth!

How did it grow like this? I don't see where it was installed.

That seemingly frail but actually persevered even longer than Jinyu!

"Senior Sister Yunhan and that alluring woman seem so assertive... Hmm? Why do I smell a familiar scent?"

Ru Yu had tasted many chilled rice porridges that her mother had sent over, so she couldn't possibly mistake the smell. Yet now, she had caught that scent for the first time in a long time.

It seems to be there?

Could it be...? No way!

She crept closer, wanting to find out what was going on. The closer she got, the more uneasy Ru Yu felt.

The oppressive feeling from the rising and falling sensations seemed to strike Ruyu's heart, making her feel strange.

Suddenly, Yongzhen and Shangguan Rong's consciousness became hazy, as if they wanted to grab someone to shield them, so they could have more space to rest.

They didn't even see who was who, and in a daze, they hugged Ruyu, who had come closer, together.

"Mingkong, Jinyu likes to show off, let her try again..."

"Wait... I am..."

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When Chu Mingkong woke up, he found himself being weighed down by someone else's weight, which seemed to be Yun Han's.

He stared blankly at the ceiling for a long time, his mind a complete blank, before he began to ponder again...

A thought was pounding in his mind.

In his mind, the girls under the red candlelight last night appeared, their faces gentle, their smiles like flowers. Each one was like a breathtaking painting, beautiful enough to last an eternity at first glance.

This is one of the greatest joys in life: the wedding night.

Although his attitude towards women had never changed, this night brought him strange feelings.

What is the purpose of spiritual cultivation? Is it truly to transcend worldly desires and forget the mortal realm...?

Chu Mingkong had no intention of judging others' paths, but if it were him, all his cultivation journey would seem meaningless if it weren't for the purpose of staying with these girls and preventing external things from affecting their happiness.

Conquering the world and standing alone in the heavens are great ambitions in the world, but they are not really compatible with him.

These girls are what he seeks; they are his path.

The happiness of staying together, watching over each other, and not letting external forces affect each other is probably the motivation for him to use his power!

Xiao Yunhan opened her eyes groggily. She vaguely heard the sound of... shackles breaking, and Chu Mingkong's aura seemed to have changed slightly.

"Mingkong, what just happened?"

Chu Mingkong rubbed his cheeks against Yun Han's, then placed one hand on the cold beauty's waist and said:

"It's nothing, I just spent the night with you all and my mindset has changed a bit. Get some rest~ You've been busy all night, so have a good rest first!"

He gently placed Xiao Yunhan to the side, then stood up and stretched.

Recalling last night, I couldn't help but mutter with relief:

"Damn, for the first half of the night I felt like my master's wife. Even though I could see Yongzhen and Jinyu, their aura and body temperature were forcibly changed to my master's wife's. Fortunately, the icy aura ran out in the middle, and my senses returned to normal."

Previously, this icy spiritual energy would only operate silently when it came into contact with Yunhan, and it was barely possible to bypass the influence of the icy aura with some techniques. But last night, it completely covered the area during the first half of the night.

That's strange...

Chu Mingkong habitually washed a towel with warm water and used it to wipe the girls' bodies so they could rest more comfortably.

As he was wiping and cleaning, he spotted a girl named Ruyu among the group of girls!

"Holy crap...?!"

Chu Mingkong looked solemn and terrified. What happened?

It seems they didn't touch her vital parts, and just fed her something to drink. What exactly happened last night?

......

The sun was high in the sky, and it was noon.

The girls had no intention of going out; they remained huddled together, fast asleep in their rooms.

Chu Mingkong stepped out of the room to stretch his body.

The red decorations of Xianzhen Pavilion had not yet been removed, as if to let him know that yesterday was not a beautiful dream.

When the maids who came and went saw him, they would all offer a sweet congratulation and then quickly leave, whispering among themselves about the commotion that had lasted all night.

"Didn't I set up the soundproof barrier?" Chu Mingkong felt that when he got carried away, he was prone to making mistakes and hadn't even noticed this small detail.

Upon entering the hall, Shura King and Shen Xuejun were still sitting there quietly drinking tea, just as they had when they first arrived.

However, when Chu Mingkong saw his master's wife, he couldn't help but tremble. It was an invisible pressure emanating from his master's wife!

"Good morning... no, good afternoon?" he greeted.

The Asura King, as if deliberately trying to provoke a sore subject, said:

Good afternoon. Did you enjoy your wedding night last night?

"..."

Chu Mingkong looked at her, drenched in sweat, and then secretly glanced at his master's wife.

Chapter Twenty-Eight: Importance or Not?