The next morning, Rong Yi handed the two cubs over to Tinglan and went up the mountain to find lactating animals to get some milk to feed the cubs.

After Feng Qinghuang woke up, the two cubs had already eaten and drunk their fill and were rolling around on the ground.

Upon smelling the familiar scent, the two cubs, with their round bodies, rolled over to Feng Qinghuang's feet.

Feng Qinghuang carried the two cubs in her arms, smelling their milky scent.

"So you were full. That explains why you weighed more than yesterday."

Rong Qi picked up the cub and tossed it into Rong Yi's arms.

"Jiaojiao, eat first. We still have to go down the mountain today."

Feng Qinghuang nodded: "Okay, okay."

"Master, are you coming down the mountain with me today? And is it okay to go down the mountain after the first snow?"

Rong Jin shook his head: "I'm used to living on the mountain. There's still light snow, and it's only just begun. I'll have to wait a while before I can come down the mountain."

After saying that, Rong Jin turned to Rong Qi and said, "Whether you tell them or not is your choice. Anyway, I'm not going to live in the palace. If they want to come to Wuji Mountain, that's fine too, but the premise is that they can't come in a big way."

Rong Qi felt happy and gratified to hear his uncle's words. At least his uncle had a more open-minded view of the matter and hadn't asked him to keep it a secret. This might be the first step for his uncle and his brothers to resolve their differences.

"Don't worry, Uncle, I know what to say."

Rong Qi's words clearly indicated that he would tell the other uncles, but he would keep it a secret from everyone else until his youngest uncle's inner conflict was resolved.

After finishing breakfast, the group prepared to head down the mountain and return home. They now had two more cubs with them than when they arrived.

You Bowu watched the departing figure for a moment, then said, "Master, you should actually go back with them. Because I may have to go home in a while, and I'm not too comfortable leaving you alone."

Rong Jin looked at his eldest disciple: "Your master is an adult, what is there to worry about? Has something happened at your family?"

With a thin mist on her lips, she parted slightly: "Blind date."

Rong Jin nearly spat out the tea in her mouth: "You're going on a blind date? Do you think your parents are worried you won't get married?"

You Bowu shook her head: "They're afraid I don't like women."

"Cough cough cough, cough cough cough, your parents are really weird, how could they have such thoughts?"

You Bowu glanced at her master: "After all, over the years, I've only had junior sister and Ya'er by my side, so it's no wonder they think that way."

Rong Jin nodded: "That's true. You're not young anymore, go back and visit. I'm more comfortable on my own, aren't I?"

Youbowu sighed, "Don't I understand Master? Doesn't Master just want everyone to be happy? And what about you, Master?"

"Your master is so old, what more happiness and joy do I need? As long as I see you all happy, I will be happy."

Youbowu asked playfully, "Master, haven't you ever thought about finding a mistress?"

Rong Jin glared at him: "What nonsense are you talking about? What master's wife are you looking for?"

You Bowu had no idea that Rong Jin had been raised by his elder sister since childhood, idolizing her immensely and always striving to emulate her, even declaring his intention to marry her. Others dismissed these words as childish musings. However, after that incident, Rong Jin's heart died; he lost all interest in marriage and still hasn't.

Only Rong Jin himself knew these things.

Rong Jin looked at his dazed eldest disciple: "Are you really going back for a blind date, or what?"

You Bowu came to her senses: "No, it's to refuse. I won't find a wife because of blind dates. I was forced to go back by my uncle, the emperor, otherwise I wouldn't have gone back."

"Alright, your uncle is only doing this for your own good. You're already twenty, and still single. If you don't want to become a nun, you should hurry up and find a suitable wife."

Youbowu asked in surprise, "Master, what's wrong with a man being twenty? Isn't he still young?"

Rong Jin shook his head helplessly: "For cultivators, twenty years old is really not old. But in the royal family, twenty years old is enough to have several children. Remember, you are not only a cultivator, you are also a member of the royal family, unless you can get rid of one identity."

You Bowu understood what her master was saying. Most members of the royal family married and had children at a young age. But she didn't want that kind of life.

If going back this time allows me to change my status, then that would be a good thing.

"I understand, Master."

Rong Jin patted his shoulder, got up and went back to the house, leaving You Bowu alone sitting in the courtyard.