Filial piety: the supreme emperor

After breakfast, Lu Ran finished cleaning up the dishes.

He practiced sketching with Aunt Rong for a while, and continued to teach her the art of cloud carving and stone engraving.

Aunt Rong seemed to have figured something out today. She focused throughout the whole process and successfully carved out Lu Ran's image with stone paper.

Lu Ran nodded with satisfaction and praised: "Aunt Rong is smart and clever. Now you have completely mastered the core skills of [Cloud Carving and Stone Carving]."

Feeling the warmth on the back of her hand, Aunt Rong responded with a smile: "Actually, it was Ran'er who taught her well!"

On this day, Aunt Rong was still wearing a palace dress, but it was no longer in ink-and-wash tones, but in light blue. In order to move more easily, she tied up her long black hair and fixed it with a simple hairpin. In addition, she still maintained her natural beauty, without makeup or any extra accessories, but this did not prevent her from exuding the dignified and elegant temperament of a mature and beautiful woman.

They sat in front of the table, admiring the snow outside the window and sniffing the elegant fragrance. Lu Ran held Aunt Rong's soft waist, holding her hand, patiently teaching her the technique of [Cloud Carving and Stone Carving].

Aunt Rong smiled, and under Lu Ran's guidance, she slowly sketched out the picture in her mind. At this moment, a faint warmth and subtle emotions flowed in their hearts, sweet and sticky, as if they were tasting an extremely delicious pastry, and just a small bite could refresh their hearts.

Time passed quietly, the setting sun dyed the sky red like blood, the rosy glow illuminated the entire silver-clad courtyard, and cast a layer of golden gauze on their workbenches.

It was not until this time that Lu Ran and Aunt Rong realized that several hours had passed silently.

There was a knock on the door, and Qing'er's voice came: "Madam, it's time for Mr. Lu to have dinner!"

Lu Ran and Aunt Rong smiled at each other and walked out of the room together. At dinner time, the four people plus a little fox were still enjoying dinner in the Lanting, enjoying the snowflakes flying outside the window while eating.

After dinner, Qu Qirong and Lu Ran returned to the room. She told Qing'er not to disturb them no matter what happened.

"Yes, ma'am!" Qing'er agreed. She knew very well that the Sealing Spell was related to ma'am's safety, and she also knew how important what Mr. Lu and ma'am were doing was.

Ling'er held her chin with one hand and fiddled with a mind-controlling insect on the stone table with the other hand. She asked doubtfully, "Qing'er, how do you think Mr. Lu will remove this sleeping curse?"

According to her understanding, Yin Yang Fatian's Yin Yang spells were both overbearing, vicious and weird, and those who were cursed rarely survived. However, Madam was cursed with a sleeping seal, but Mr. Lu was able to find a way to remove it. Although it might take a long time, she was still curious about it.

"I'm not sure either, Madam didn't tell me." Qing'er said as she handed the spiritual fruit in her hand to the little fox in her arms, and the little fox enjoyed the food comfortably, occasionally stretching out its fluffy little paws to fiddle with the heart-controlling Gu mother opposite. In response, the originally fierce heart-controlling Gu mother was unusually docile, not even daring to move, for fear of angering the other party.

After two days of getting along, it has seen the three-tailed fox's power and has been pressed to the ground and rubbed several times by the seemingly harmless little paw. Fortunately, the owner found it in time, otherwise it might have been "dead"!

At this moment, under the bright lights.

"Ran Er, wait a moment, I'll go change my clothes."

Qu Qirong suppressed her shyness, left a few words of advice, and walked into the inner room.

"Okay, Aunt Rong!" Although Lu Ran felt a little puzzled, he still nodded in agreement.

In the inner room, Qu Qirong gently took off her palace skirt and underwear, revealing her flawless body. Then, she changed into a new set of purple underwear and a palace skirt specially used by the wife of the clan leader, as well as a pair of ice cicada black stockings. These are specially made robes with defensive array patterns engraved inside to prevent the previous unexpected situation from happening again.

But after putting on this set of robes, she felt an unprecedented sense of panic, and a sense of shyness rose in her heart. Qu Qirong took a deep breath, checked herself carefully in the mirror, and after making sure there was no problem, she shouted, "Okay, Ran'er!"

Lu Ran walked into the inner room familiarly and sat down on the cushion. When he looked at Aunt Rong, he was stunned.

The palace skirt of the master's wife showed her plump and charming body curves vividly. As long as she walked a few steps, the plump collar would tremble slightly, sparkling. Coupled with a pair of ice silk black stockings as thin as cicada wings, the lazy and erotic charm of the beautiful woman was fully displayed.

For some reason, the scene in front of him reminded Lu Ran of the scene the night before when his master leaned against the moonlight and tested his magical powers with his back to him. But that night, Ning Qian was wearing a cheongsam, and now Aunt Rong was wearing the palace skirt of the master's wife.

Noticing Lu Ran's gaze, Qu Qirong's cheeks flushed, and she explained herself: "This palace skirt is a special kind of vestment that can prevent being torn by sword intent!"

"So that's it!" Lu Ran showed an expression of sudden enlightenment.

This way, it can indeed prevent embarrassing incidents like the last time. After all, the sword intention reaches the area around the dantian, and the place where the clothes were torn last time was also in this area. If it were not for this, such an embarrassing thing would not have happened that time.

Lu Ran cleared his mind and whispered, "Let's begin!"

"Hmm!" Qu Qirong responded softly, bending her slender and delicate legs and slowly sitting down.

Then, she closed her beautiful eyes, slowly leaned into her own Raner's arms, and buried her head in his strong shoulders.

Because when the sword intent covered her dantian, she would inevitably feel exhausted. Even if she could hold on for a while, she would soon fall backwards. Therefore, she simply leaned directly in Lu Ran's arms.

Doing this will not only not affect the other party's spellcasting, but also prevent the other party from seeing your shy look.

“Ring…Ring…”

Just like last time, Lu Ran clenched his palms, condensed the two sword intents of Spring and Summer, and slowly covered the position from last time.

A strange feeling came over her, and Qu Qirong's delicate body trembled. She clenched her teeth tightly, and her beautiful face instantly turned a layer of pink. She could only hold her hands tightly to avoid making any sound.

But at this moment, her eyes had begun to be covered with a layer of hazy tears. Under the hem of the clan leader's wife's palace skirt, her lotus feet were stretched tightly together, and her ten tender white toes like blue butterflies were tightly pulling the ice cicada black silk.

"Aunt Rong, I will speed up this time and try to draw out as many Yangsha as possible."

"Only in this way can we refine more bit by bit, and we will have enough time later."

Lu Ran had a serious expression and gave a reminder. At the same time, he released the spiritual consciousness in his heart and once again came to the location of the seal with two fused sword intentions, cut a small gap, and began to pull.

"Well~ Ran'er, please do your best to refine it... Aunt Rong will definitely be patient!"

Qu Qirong's long eyelashes trembled slightly, and she let out a soft, sticky hum. Her red lips parted slightly, and she looked at Lu Ran lovingly.