Filial piety: the supreme emperor

Inside the house, soft moonlight poured down like flowing water, pouring through the window into the inner room.

At this time, Qu Qirong had a smile on her face, holding a sleeping little fox in her arms, and holding a delicate carving knife in her hand, carefully carving the image of her child Lu Ran on a cloud-carved stone book.

Ever since she fully understood the true meaning of [Cloud Carving and Stone Carving], she would complete this stone book whenever she had a little free time.

Earlier, in the cloud-carved stone book that Lu Ran gave her, only her own image appeared on the paper.

And now, the figure of the young man who affectionately called her "Auntie Rong" has been added to the first few pages.

From the initial acquaintance and recognition to the gradual closeness and intimacy, all these details are recorded in this stone book.

Lu Ran carved her, so she engraved Lu Ran's figure on the stone book.

If possible, Qu Qirong hopes that this cloud-carved stone book can continue to have more pages, recording every moment she and Lu Ran spent together, until eternity!

"Wow... Wow..."

Suddenly, I heard a series of ups and downs of sound, like the sound of waves hitting rocks and splashing waves.

"Is it high tide?"

Qu Qirong looked puzzled, raised her head slightly and looked out the window.

Yanyu Pavilion has an excellent geographical location, located on a high ground near the sea in the small town.

Looking out of the window, what appears before your eyes is a vast ocean. In the night, with the moonlight shining, you can vaguely see waves several feet high rolling up.

In the moonlight, the waves appear extremely white and clear, and stunningly beautiful.

"It really is high tide!"

Qu Qirong withdrew her gaze, closed the window, and continued to carve the stone book.

Although the sea view outside the window was very charming, the sound of the waves hitting the rocks was indeed a bit noisy and would affect her concentration.

Just after closing the window, Qu Qirong frowned again because the sound of the waves did not disappear.

She looked around the room and saw no other windows.

Judging from the direction the sound came from, she quickly confirmed the source of the sound - in the bathroom.

Boom~boom!

Qu Qirong knocked on the bamboo door of the bathroom and called softly, "Ran'er!"

"Huh...what's wrong, Aunt Rong?" The sound of splashing waves stopped abruptly, and a familiar and gentle voice sounded, but it sounded a little hurried.

"Just now I heard the sound of waves rising and falling, and thought it was a bit strange, so I came to take a look."

"When I was taking a bath, I found that the spiritual energy here was abundant, and I couldn't help but practice a magical power."

Lu Ran's voice came again: "This magical power will cause the spiritual energy to fluctuate, so it will produce a sound similar to the rising and falling waves."

"So that's how it is. Ran'er is really hardworking. No wonder he was able to reach the perfection of the supernatural power realm so quickly and his fighting power is so terrifying." Qu Qirong couldn't help but admire him.

Before this, she had witnessed with her own eyes how her own child Lu Ran, relying solely on his perfect cultivation in the realm of supernatural powers, almost killed Qu Yun, who was at the third level of the king realm, with a single sword strike.

If the opponent's protective magic weapon had not been activated in time, he would have died from that sword.

Although Qu Yun saved his life, the magic weapon was destroyed and he himself was seriously injured and almost dying.

"Ran'er is really hardworking!"

In the bathtub, Ning Qian had a gentle expression, her cheeks flushed, her beautiful eyes full of watery charm and shyness intertwined, her tongue emitting hot breath, showing the unique charm of a mature and beautiful woman.

As she spoke, her snow-white, delicate arms tightly embraced her baby's neck, and her plump and charming body leaned tightly in Lu Ran's arms.

The slender legs bent in the water are tightly together, wrapped in ice silk stockings, outlining an extremely seductive curve from the roundness to the white and rosy ankles.

On the pair of perfect lotus feet soaked in the water, the ten toes were curled up and tensed like silkworms, pulling the end of the stockings, and the red nail polish painted on the nails was like rubies, sparkling with charming luster.

"Master, is this really okay?"

Feeling the fullness and softness pressing against his chest, Lu Ran suppressed his inner restlessness and asked with a wry smile.

He really didn't understand why the situation had turned out like this.

It was clearly Aunt Rong outside the bamboo door, but the master inexplicably entered the bathroom and began to check the progress of his supernatural power cultivation.

Lu Ran didn't know what his mood was at the moment.

If I had to say something, it would be three parts helplessness, three parts excitement, and three parts nervousness. In a word, it looks like a pie-shaped statistical chart.

"Ran'er, don't speak too loudly, otherwise your Aunt Rong will hear you!"

"If she finds out, how are you going to explain it?"

Ning Qian smiled charmingly, took Lu Ran's hand and placed it on her full heart, letting him feel the emotional waves beating in her heart.

That beautiful face slowly approached, the tall nose touched the tip of Lu Ran's nose, and then the delicate and moist red lips slowly pressed against his lips.

Ning Qian’s way of counterattacking Qu Qirong’s provocation was very simple.

Since you secretly kidnapped my beloved apprentice when I was away, I will retaliate in his own way. Under the noses of your elders, I will stage a good show of bringing a young man into the house and take away the younger generation you cherish.

The kiss seemed to last forever.

As the two embraced and kissed, Ning Qian greedily enjoyed the aggressive intimacy of her beloved disciple.

Her hands involuntarily slid from Lu Ran's neck to his back, and her ten slender jade fingers couldn't help but grab there, leaving bright red marks.

Ning Xian was beautiful, blooming like a peach or plum. A charming blush spread across her beautiful cheeks, and her captivating eyes reflected the shadow of the person in front of her.

The hazy water vapor around them gradually turned into an enchanting mist in the sweet and alluring breath, and the two people seemed to be led into a mysterious and dreamy world.

……

In front of the window, Qu Qirong was still holding the carving knife, concentrating on carving the outline of her child.

For some reason, she always felt a little irritated, so she opened the window again.

"Wow... Wow..."

The sound of the waves outside and the sound of the spiritual energy fluctuations caused by Lu Ran's magical powers in the house intertwined together, as if playing a melodious fairy music.

In response to this, Qu Qirong couldn't help but frown, and the feeling of irritation in her heart became even stronger. She didn't understand why she was like this.

She speculated privately: "Could it be that the magical power that Ran'er is cultivating will affect people's minds?"

"It shouldn't be the case. If that were the case, Ran'er would definitely tell me."

"It seems that I can't calm down!"

Qu Qirong shook her head, put aside irrelevant thoughts, and whispered to herself.

She had no idea where this sudden feeling of boredom came from.

"Wow..."

Then, a loud and surging wave hit the rocks.

The sleeping little fox in his arms moved its pink nose for some reason, and with its sensitive sense of smell, it seemed to smell a fragrance mixed with the scent of peach blossoms.

This reminded Qu Qirong of the peach blossom pastry she made, and the little guy smacked his lips greedily...