Who is Spreading Rumors That My Filial Piety to Them Has Deteriorated

Don't let waiting become a regret!

Try to achieve three sets of equipment for each female elder, go hand in hand, and use three prongs!

Chu Mingkong walked out of Shangshu's mansion with his waist supported. Although Chu Mingkong didn't feel that there was any problem of lack of strength, he felt a little phantom pain.

"Concubine Wan Gui is really ruthless... A woman who has practiced dancing, her waist strength is really unusual. But it's okay, today I ran away with all the people who were supposed to say goodbye, and I didn't walk that much afterwards. Worry more."

In front of the small courtyard of the princess, Chu Mingkong reconfirmed whether there was any woman's body fragrance on his body, or traces of strawberries on his lips.

In fact, he didn't need to check so nervously, because Mrs. Zhen would not turn on the light later, and Mrs. Zhen was even more nervous than Chu Mingkong, so she didn't have a chance to check for any traces, as long as the smell wasn't too obvious.

"It feels like I left the yard before dawn, and I probably had to lean on the wall to get out."

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In the boudoir of the princess.

There was only one candle lit in the room, and the dim yellow candlelight stood firmly on the edge of the bathing barrel, and the candlelight turned into sparkling waves and floated on the surface of the floating petals.

Yongzhen was lying in the bathtub, the dim yellow candlelight could not hide her icy and flawless skin, her breast floated on the water due to buoyancy, and two pink petals just covered the peak of Baifeng.

She looked at the ceiling and thought, her bright eyes slowly closed, her fair and delicate body sank into the water, and the only thing left in the world was the sound of the pool water.

"I have something that has been exchanged to my mother." Yongzhen thought.

The soul connection between Yongzhen and Mrs. Zhen sometimes leaves some things in others during the exchange process.

Occasionally, Yongzhen would get some memories of her from his mother, those memories were mottled and fragmented, and he didn't know what to say, but after exchanging a lot, Yongzhen could gradually guess some secret things in the palace.

These memories will be exchanged back to the mother, and sometimes they will be exchanged again. Yongzhen has suspected a long time ago, whether there will be a day when they can’t be replaced, and whether there will be a day when the memories of their mother and daughter are completely confused , I can't figure out who is who.

But so far, it is the mother, Mrs. Zhen, who has been most affected.

Yongzhen, who was soaking in the water, was thinking about what he had "left" with his mother this time.

Today, when he found out that Chu Mingkong met his mother in private, Yongzhen knew what it was—it was a good impression!

At the very beginning, Yongzhen was really dissatisfied with Chu Mingkong's random gift giving, but he coaxed their mother and daughter to be happy with witty words, accompanied them to the Lantern Festival, and then stood up for Jinyu on Qing'an Street, Yongzhen should have a little affection for Chu Mingkong.

She recalled how she treated Chu Mingkong at that time, she should have a good impression of him, but seeing him secretly meeting his mother today, Yongzhen didn't feel much.

"The good feelings I had for Chu Mingkong were transferred to my mother?"

This is a tricky thing, but it’s useless to worry about it. It’s just that some time ago she found that her soul could not be changed back, so she could only accept it passively. If she wants to change, the only way now is to find a way to practice the exercises more profound.

...However, with this crystal bead in my mouth all the time, my mouth is so tired.

During this period of time, even if she was reading during the day, she would wear a veil and bite this bead under the veil.

She was also worried, would her mouth be stretched and ugly?

Yongzhen took the beads from his small mouth, and after feeling melancholy and exhausted for a while, he put them back on his mouth.

"Forget it, it's just a little bit, this broken kung fu technique can go to a higher level, I don't know what changes can be made at this level, will it completely get rid of this passive soul exchange?"

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After Chu Mingkong entered the room, according to the previous rules, he took out the apron given by "Yongzhen", covered his face and eyes.

Then, like a bride waiting to lift her head covering, she sat by the bed and waited for "Yongzhen" to come to him.

"What if things come to light, it's not worth it if things go on like this. How can I confess to Madam Zhen and confess to Yongzhen when Madam Zhen is not hurt..."

Yongzhen, although you are a little bit older than me, but in the future we will go our separate ways, and I will spoil you like your father—if you say this, Yongzhen will probably kill him?

"I'm tired, so I don't want to think about this kind of thing. Anyway, I can't expose it for the time being. Maybe I will figure out a way after I return from Beijing?"

Mrs. Zhen could sense that Chu Mingkong was approaching the yard. Her mental strength was not particularly strong according to Chu Mingkong's evaluation, but she could always catch his presence and absence in the vicinity.

When Chu Mingkong heard the door open, he began to pretend to be confused:

"Yongzhen, you're here! I'm so worried about you, Mrs. Zhen said you're not feeling well."

Madam Zhen squeezed her throat, and replied softly and briefly:

"That's lying to my mother. I just want to invite you over."

Chu Mingkong wanted to tell Mrs. Zhen that in fact, her voice didn't look like Yongzhen. Although Yongzhen's voice was soft, her tone was a bit reserved and cold, which was quite different from Mrs. Zhen.But you don't need so many opinions if you pretend to be stupid.

"That's what I guessed. Fortunately, I was just worrying in vain. It's good that you don't have a real illness. Is your throat still not healed?"

"Not yet." Madam Zhen went over, and first warned him not to touch her hands indiscriminately, and then took his hand, "Ming Kong, I heard from my mother that you plan to leave Beijing?"

Chu Mingkong gave a "hmm", nodded and said:

"I can only do this, I really miss you, Yongzhen."

Madam Zhen felt a pain in her heart when she heard him calling her daughter's name so affectionately. She had thought about it a lot, but she still couldn't think of a way to confess and maintain a relationship with Chu Mingkong.

Thinking that she will not be able to see her for a long time in the future, Mrs. Zhen feels lost in her heart.

Anyway, there is nothing precious about this body.

"Mingkong, shall we do something else tonight?"

Chu Ming said hollowly, as expected... Tomorrow I really have to lean on the wall and leave.

"Listen forever."

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PS: I'm off tonight, I'm a little sleepy from fishing, please don't wait

Chapter 120 Four Xia Yina-style empathy (21/26)

How long have I been playing games with Mrs. Zhen? It's been a long time in my memory. From the time of "Yongzhen", I felt that she was very good at taking care of his mind to play.

Now Mrs. Zhen actually proposed it on her own initiative. Chu Mingkong had expected this day, but when he actually heard what Mrs. Zhen said, he was very disturbed.

This anxiety comes from Madam Zhen and Yongzhen's practice. Chu Mingkong doesn't like to use his brain, but it doesn't mean he can't use his brain. It just takes more brain power to think about those wild and wild things.

He still hasn't figured out what happened to the soul exchange between Mrs. Zhen and Yongzhen. Judging from the known situation, it should be a matter of exercises. This kind of exercise involves cultivating the soul. It is rare.Chu Mingkong was worried about what would happen when Yongzhen exchanged souls with Mrs. Zhen when he and Madam Zhen merged...

If he is facing the enemy, Chu Mingkong only needs to know where the opponent is, and then rush to attack him, and run away if he can't beat him, but in this special situation, what he needs to face is Yongzhen, and Chu Mingkong can't use this Handling this matter with a crude logic, he hasn't figured out how to face Yongzhen yet.

Once such a thought appeared in his mind, Chu Mingkong found himself stunned.

No, it's not me. Could it be that after a day of hard work, I've already started thinking about the meaning of life?

We can only divert our attention with some foreplay.

"Yongzhen, can I touch you tonight? I haven't touched you for a long time."

Mrs. Zhen felt uneasy, she felt that her body was different from Yongzhen's, and if Chu Mingkong touched it randomly, it would be easy to reveal her secrets.

"You can't touch it randomly. Wherever you want to touch, I can hold your hand and let you touch it."

This is also fine, as long as you can touch it, you don't need to look directly at Mrs. Zhen's charm, as long as you touch the skin that is as smooth as a newly peeled egg, all your anxiety will be overwhelmed by longing.

"Then, I want to touch Yongzhen's bellyband."

The woman took Chu Mingkong's hand, smiled softly, and put his hand on his face - there was a bellyband covering his eyes.

Chu Mingkong: "...This is not what I want to touch."

"This is also the bellyband I gave Ming Kong to you. Although it has been washed when I gave it to you, it should have my smell on it, right?"

"What, washed? No wonder I smell a little strange, Yongzhen, why don't you give me another one to cover my eyes? I will turn my back and never peek at you. Please help me change a bellyband to cover my eyes." Bar?"

"But there is no clean apron in this room. I'll give it to you next time?"

"When did Yongzhen become stingy with me, why do I feel like you're only wearing one?"

Chu Mingkong had already turned around, and with the hands behind his back he fumbled randomly, feeling the softness and fullness of the apron with his palms.The woman slapped his paw away angrily.

"You know it's wearing it, I've been wearing it for a day! The smell will be a bit..."

"Wouldn't that be better?" Chu Mingkong didn't mind, "Come on, time is precious, Yongzhen should change quickly, otherwise I'll forget about you, and you don't want me to smell your body fragrance?"

Mrs. Zhen had already bathed before Chu Mingkong came, but she didn't change her clothes. She was afraid that she would be suspected by Yongzhen if she changed too many clothes in one day, so when she came here, she was wearing a daytime undershirt .

She was a little confused, because the bellyband she gave to Chu Mingkong last time was replaced by Yongzhen. Even if there was a residual breath, it was indeed Yongzhen, and Chu Mingkong would not doubt it, but now... ....

Mrs. Zhen couldn't resist Chu Mingkong, so she covered his face with her bellyband and small cloak, covered his eyes, and walked to him to check whether it was tied properly.

Chu Mingkong smelled the rich and sweet scent of frankincense, and his heart was agitated, and the anxiety really disappeared.He pretended to be confused and said:

"Yongzhen, why is the taste different this time from the previous one? It seems a bit familiar."

The woman pinched his nose through the fabric of the bellyband in a panic to prevent him from smelling it, and explained:

"It's the smell of makeup. It's very common. It should be that the makeup has been changed, so it smells different. Why don't you change it back, and don't move."

Chu Mingkong took advantage of the situation to hold her hand and said:

"You don't need to change it, it smells good too, I like it very much."

Madam Zhen's cheeks became hot, and she gave up the idea of ​​changing it back, not knowing what to say.

Chu Mingkong said again: "If Yongzhen doesn't want me to touch your upper body, how about letting me touch your feet, and help you pinch your feet by the way. If you don't go out or move around, the blood in your legs and feet will not work."

Madam Zhen was afraid that he would misunderstand, so she quickly explained: "It's not that I don't want you to touch it, but I'm just shy. If Mingkong really wants to touch it, I'll touch it for you for a while..."

Chu Mingkong began to play tricks. He came back from Xianzhen Pavilion with so many socks that he had no chance to use them. No matter what, he had to consume a few pairs!

"Yongzhen, don't be nervous. I'm not angry because I can't touch you. I'm thinking of you. If you are really shy, I still insist on touching you. Wouldn't it be bad for your nature to stay with me late at night, so I just I want to touch your feet, I like every part of Yongzhen's body.

But I'm also afraid that your skin will feel itchy and uncomfortable. It just so happened that Xianzhen Pavilion gave me a lot of new-style socks and asked me to give them to the girl. Yongzhen, how do you wear them? "

He decisively took out a large bundle, and casually touched the pair for "Yongzhen".

Mrs. Zhen has never seen such socks before, but she thinks what Chu Mingkong said is very reasonable. It is difficult to distinguish the difference between legs and scripts. Even if he touches them, he is not afraid of revealing his secrets. In addition, such a pair of stockings cover the thighs. On the skin, he is even less afraid of being discovered by him.

After inquiring about how to wear it, Mrs. Zhen quickly put on the long silk stockings, sat on the embroidered couch, propped her hands behind her to maintain the center of gravity, and stretched out a pair of sensual legs wrapped in silky fabrics into Chu Mingkong's arms.

For beautiful things, some people say that they can be seen from a distance but not played with, but Chu Mingkong just loves to play with them.

Through the thin silk stockings, fingers are rubbing between the toes and on the belly of the toes. Although the eyes are blocked, the rosy color seems to be in front of my eyes. The curve of the instep and the arch of the foot is more clearly outlined in my mind than usual. The thoughtful lady's jade feet are really hard to put down.

The palm rests on the beauty's heel, and goes up the ankle. The lines of the jade legs are graceful and elastic, and every part is a precious treasure, which is not greasy.

Even if there is nothing else tonight, Chu Mingkong will not get tired of this show if he only "taste" the show.

Yuzu suppressed trembling, Mrs. Zhen was sweating unknowingly, and her chest seemed to be on fire. It was obvious that Chu Mingkong was just giving her a massage, but she had to deliberately suppress that wonderful and strange feeling .

She found some topics:

"Ming Kong, why do these socks have to be made like this? The workmanship is excellent, like tulle clothes, so thin and transparent, it looks easy to tear, even if you use a little force, you are afraid of tearing."