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

Then, she slowly walked out, forcing herself to remain calm, and said:

“I don’t like Mi’er, but I can’t dislike Ya Ya either~ I’m just afraid that Ya Ya will get too close to me and won’t want to talk to Mi’er after seeing her for a moment, which would cause a lot of conflict.”

Yongzhen had often bickered with Jinyu, so how could he not know what this sharp-tongued girl was worried about?

She said casually, "Jinyu likes ducks so much, why don't you have one yourself? If you have it too late, it will be hard to come up with a nickname for the baby."

Jin Yu's face froze instantly. Who knows how she was grimacing and gritting her teeth behind her back, but for the moment she still had to maintain an elegant smile.

"Yongzhen, what you're saying is true. Good things take time, right? I'm not in a hurry, not at all~ But this duck really looks like me. Could it be that Yongzhen used some secret method to steal it from my belly?"

Although it was a joke, it's already contradictory.

While saying there was no rush, they also suspected that the duck had been "stolen".

Under normal circumstances, Jin Yu would never have made such a big mistake.

Yongzhen deliberately ignored this point and responded with a smile by bringing up an old story:

"I couldn't have stolen it. It's possible that Jin Yu accidentally drank too much one time and teleported the duck into my stomach. Among all the people in the manor, Jin Yu is the most enthusiastic about figuring out that teleportation array."

"..."

Jin Yu immediately fell silent, afraid that her clenched teeth would betray her anger.

But she had already made up her mind. Yongzhen's excuse was good. If Mi'er had a chance to win next time, she would say that the baby in her belly was accidentally sent to her by Jinyu.

Everyone chatted and laughed, but they didn't stay in the room for too long. The newborn baby needed to sleep more.

The women quickly dispersed, leaving Chu Mingkong and Madam Zhen in the room to keep him company.

......

When Jin Yu returned to her room, Pei Mi was about to give her a good talking-to about how Jin Yu had been humiliated that day.

Jin Yu, however, took the initiative and earnestly began to teach her mother:

“Mi’er, you can’t be like this! What kind of mother are you! Look at Madam Zhen, and then look at you. Can’t you be a little more attentive?”

Every time you just sit there with a long face, waiting for Chu Lang to coax you. Can't you take the initiative? Next time, when Madam Zhen also gets a doll-like body, see if you're anxious then!

Pei Mi was amused by the girl's antics, but seeing Jin Yu's anxiety made him happy.

"Jinyu, something's not right with you. You're the one who's been disturbed the most, yet you haven't made a sound at all. Now it's just Rong'er, Qingning, and you left."

Could it be that after all this time, you've ended up being the one left out?

Upon hearing this, Jin Yu was so angry that she pounced on her mother, Pei Mi, and rolled onto the bed with her, their two plump and graceful bodies intertwined.

From the bedchamber, Jin Yu could still be heard muttering incantations:

"You're just spouting nasty words. I'll suck all your peaches out of shape, and then Chu Lang won't be interested anymore!"

......

After just a few days, Yongzhen was able to move around normally and took Yaya for walks every day.

And Ya Ya also learned the essential skills of her older sisters, like a koala, clinging to the heads of her elders.

Zuo Qiuchi and Zuo Donglu frequently felt a great deal of pressure on their heads.

For some reason, the babies liked to hug their heads, which made the Zuo sisters afraid to wear hairpins anymore. They could only simply put their hair up to avoid pricking the little girls.

Once Ya Ya was completely familiar with her living environment, Chu Mingkong set about taking her to meet the more "homebody" elders.

Grandma Basheng does not live with them at present. She spends more time in the Underworld God Kingdom and the Sword Dynasty, and sometimes she comes here for a visit.

Of course, even when they appear in the Sword Dynasty, they won't show themselves openly. They'll mostly just take a few glances in the shadows and then meet up with Ba Lan and Ba Qingling.

Chu Mingkong thought it was time to take Yongzhen and Yaya to see Grandma Basheng. Yongzhen was of legitimate royal blood and had a certain blood relationship with Grandma Basheng, so she would be happy to meet this little descendant.

As soon as the thought arose, a cloud of mist immediately filled the room.

The two shapely female ghost messengers led the carriage to the scene.

Long time no see~

"I haven't come out to pick people up in a long time, and I'm starting to feel a little out of sorts."

The two female ghost messengers, Black and White Impermanence, greeted each other warmly.

"Haven't you been out for a while? Has Grandma Basheng fallen into a deep sleep recently?" Chu Mingkong asked.

"I suppose so. I occasionally tend to the flowers and plants in the underworld, but I spend most of my time sleeping," said Bai Wuchang.

Chu Mingkong sighed, turned around, and took Yongzhen's hand:

"Let's go, let's take Yaya to see Grandma. She's been wanting to see her bloodline descendants, she'll probably like Yaya. Besides, Yongzhen, you haven't been to the Underworld Kingdom much, have you?"

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P.S.: Let me mention that this part is similar to an epilogue, a final slice of daily life, and it also helps to wrap up some relationships.

There isn't much content, and the update pace will slow down a bit, as this is a period of rest and preparation.

Chapter 294 Regarding the Future of the Dream Body

Chu Mingkong hadn't visited the Underworld God Kingdom for a while, so it wouldn't be an exaggeration to say it felt unfamiliar.

As the sedan chair swayed back and forth, the scenery on both sides flowed past, much like life itself, which can never be relived. Yongzhen and Yaya sat beside him, curiously admiring this exotic beauty.

Chu Mingkong was deep in thought, but all he could ponder was Grandma Basheng's matter.

Asking him to think about anything big is really asking too much. If there were no external pressure, Chu Mingkong's mind would be more focused on his female relatives, highlighting that he has no great ambitions.

The matter concerning Grandma Basheng is nothing more than her "negativity" and "carefree attitude" after losing her goal.

Chu Mingkong is now bringing Grandma Basheng onto the warship to deal with the supreme beings of the Heavenly Realm. This is indeed a way for her to find a target in the short term, but unfortunately, he has dealt with these great enemies too early.

The "old man" is now thinking about falling asleep again, at most occasionally pondering his mastery of the underworld.

She's resigned to her fate to some extent now, just hoping that when a new formidable enemy appears, she won't be in such a sorry state. She'll focus on gaining sufficient control of her power first.

Given the current situation in both the Heavenly and Earthly Realms, is it really possible for such a super strong individual to emerge?

It's possible, but the chances are slim!

Future cultivators who want to reach the peak, let alone whether they can deal with Chu Mingkong and his group, will have a problem even if they can defeat his newly grown babies.

So, how can we help Grandma Basheng integrate into the family? This is even more difficult than dealing with Yuehe back then.

Chu Mingkong now knows something unexpected: when Su Nu helped him "detoxify," that memory seemed to have been given to Grandma Ba Sheng along with the will of the Sword Emperor Scripture.

However, Grandma Basheng never mentioned this matter and acted as if nothing had happened.

This was something the will of the Plain Maiden Scripture casually told him later. Chu Mingkong asked her at the time why she didn't tell him or block the perception of the Sword Emperor Scripture's will.

Su Nu responded that she was too lazy to pay attention and had no interest.

Chu Mingkong could only reply with "...".

In any case, Chu Mingkong couldn't find a way to mention this matter to Grandma Basheng for the time being, so he could only visit her from time to time.

"Eeya...?"

The little duck's confused, childlike voice pulled Chu Mingkong back to reality.

He glanced at her; the little girl was pointing at the river under the Bridge of Helplessness. Just now, there was a splash on the water, creating ripples.

It's probably just those little female ghosts in the underworld playing a joke again.

Yongzhen helped her daughter stand up from the chair, so that she could look out over the river. Her beautiful eyes remained fixed on the baby.

The tranquil river rippled with clear, cool light, reflecting on Yongzhen's face. Occasionally, a splash of vibrant red, reminiscent of the red spider lily, would appear, making her cherry lips appear even more alluring and enchanting, creating a dreamlike and beautiful scene.

Those beautiful, clear eyes, like a cold, secluded pool, now possess a different charm—the maternal gentleness that only a mother can have.

This sometimes made Chu Mingkong feel as if he had dragged a secluded fairy from the deep forest into the mortal world.

But one thing remains constant: the women around him are always captivating. They possess different charms at different times and exude unique beauty in different environments.

While they were still some distance from their destination, Chu Mingkong chatted with Yongzhen about his early experiences in the Underworld God Kingdom.

Of course, he also incorporated the underworld stories he knew into his conversation with her.

"I've heard my master and the others mention your trip to the Underworld God Kingdom. When you came here before, you were Grandma Basheng's mount and turned into a bull demon?"

Although the baby can't understand such complicated things yet, he can still grasp the general idea. Chu Mingkong, who was very concerned about his image, corrected him:

"That's not a mount, it's a Minotaur guard!"

"Then were those underworld myths you mentioned made up on the spot? Or did you tell them to Rong'er first, and then tell them to me?"

It's just a story, why are you getting jealous...?

However, when Chu Mingkong spends time with Rong'er now, he often tells stories to the baby, and occasionally uses his spiritual power to depict the scenes, making them vivid and lifelike.

Audio-visual novels belong to this category.

"I haven't even brought Rong'er to visit the Underworld Kingdom yet. I can't tell the story beforehand, otherwise it'll lose its charm," he said with a wry smile.

As we chatted, we finally arrived at the place where Grandma Basheng was resting.

Ba Sheng sensed the approach from behind and woke up first to wait.

"Grandma Basheng, I brought Yaya to visit you~ This girl is usually quiet and seems aloof, but she can't stand being praised. She gets shy as soon as you praise her."

Chu Mingkong held the baby and handed her to Ba Sheng.

Ba Sheng looked at his granddaughter, whose generation he didn't know how to calculate, with a hint of joy and doting. His face, with its sharp eyebrows and bright eyes, showed a rare brightness.

Her beauty carried a regal air of dominance and sublimity, inspiring awe, but she was mostly affectionate towards the baby.

Ba Sheng pondered for a moment how to get the little guy to address her. She had recognized Chu Mingkong as her grandson, while Yongzhen was a descendant of the royal bloodline...

She quickly gave up and adopted a common practice—calling him by her father's name.

"Yaya, just call me Grandma. It's so nice to see such a well-behaved and lovable doll like you." Ba Sheng's voice was full of mature charm and dignified magnetism, but her tone was gentle and slow.

Little Duckling is usually a cool and aloof girl with a serious drooping mouth, but she couldn't take it after being praised. She covered her face with her little paws and buried her cheeks in the adult's arms.

This isn't being coquettish; it's just that she's shy and wants to hide.

Because of this reaction, the elders in the family often liked to praise her, and they especially liked this aloof and shy girl.

However, I've been praising her less lately, afraid that she won't be shy anymore and won't react to any praise.