My enemies became my companions

Chapter 230 She Can, You Can’t
After the commotion, the two girls were tired.

Normally, Chen Yi would sleep with Yin Tingxue in his arms, but this was the first time that the nun stayed overnight. After thinking about it, he withdrew his hand from Yin Tingxue and placed it on her cousin's waist.

Covered in the quilt, the little fox, feeling dizzy from exhaustion, suddenly felt a void around his waist. He turned his head in a daze and saw that the man had turned around with his back to him.

Yin Tingxue pursed her lips and lowered her little face. Her waist felt empty, which she was not used to. So she had to cover herself with the quilt tighter, clamped the quilt with her hands and feet, and curled up a little more.

She was so tired after a long day that she fell asleep quickly.

The nun couldn't fall asleep so quickly. Her heart was bleeding. When the man's hand covered her, she trembled continuously and it took a while for her to calm down.

This was the first time that she slept in his arms like this. She felt that it would be enough to have this feeling only once, or even better not even half a time.

What's more, he had...taken away ten years of her cultivation.

"You're not happy?"

When the man's voice reached his ears, Yin Weiying shuddered.

The female crown got goose bumps and said softly: "No..."

Chen Yi hugged her tighter, feeling her fear, and sneered, "We had an agreement, but you still wanted to make things difficult for us. Aren't you going to suffer the consequences in the end?"

Yin Weiying trembled violently when he heard this, and couldn't help but burst into tears. He whispered: "...I have brought this upon myself, I deserve it, alright..."

She was extremely reluctant when she said this, but she was finally respectful. Chen Yi felt the warm fragrance in his arms, lowered his eyes, and thought about something.

After a while, he smiled and said, "Tell me, what realm are you in now?"

Yin Weiying despaired at the thought, she murmured: "The early stage of Dan formation..."

She was one of the most talented goddesses of Taihua in history, otherwise why would Yu Zhen Yuanjun come to her house in person to accept her as a disciple? She entered the Jindan stage when she was twenty years old, and reached the late Jindan stage when she reached her peak. Her path of cultivation has been smooth sailing ever since.

Until she met Chen Yi, she was ignorant.

The person in his arms seemed to be about to cry. After tossing her around for a long time, Chen Yi was a little gentler now, and whispered softly:
"I didn't want to take away your ten years of cultivation."

As he spoke, he stretched out his hand and held it, helping her to relax her guard.

After doing it for so long, Yin Weiying was already numb. She didn't push him away, but just breathed in and out with her chest rising and falling.

"If you behave yourself, I will just take away one of your cultivation points during your rest period." Chen Yi said calmly.

Having said that, if Yin Weiying had not been restless, he would not have been able to take away so much spiritual power, which was enough to condense into two true essences.

Now if I count, I have six true essences in my hand.

When combined with the Yin-Yang Art of Resentment, it is enough to take this technique to a higher level.

When the nun heard the words, she froze for a moment, then couldn't help but burst into tears, as if she was regretting her own mistake.

Chen Yi silently stroked her back, thinking that she was now a concubine, and comforted her with two words:
"Doesn't the Taoism of Mount Taihua require a pair of golden boys and jade girls?"

Before he could finish his words, Yin Weiying interrupted him in a crying voice:
"I don't want you to be the golden boy!"

Chen Yi's face darkened and he sneered:

"Yes, you are just a cauldron."

After saying that, he exerted great force with his five fingers.

Yin Weiying trembled, whimpered, and cried even harder. Her head felt dizzy.

She couldn't resist, and every time she resisted she would suffer. The Goddess of Taihua, the daughter of King Jing, these titles that people in the world would respect when they heard them, but on this bed, what did they mean? Nothing. He, a mortal man, was so cruel and vicious. No matter how noble her birth was, she could only let him abuse her. As long as he wanted, she would be crushed to pieces.

Yin Weiying was so frightened that she was trembling. Chen Yi hugged her and said nothing, as if he appreciated her fear.

After an unknown amount of time, the nun calmed down a little, but she was still confused and asked in a low voice:
"Now, what are you and I? A Taoist couple?"

"Taoist companion?"

He behind him corrected with a sneer:

“Concubine.

If you stop causing trouble for me and behave yourself, I don't mind making things easier for you.

If not... I don't like killing women, so I will completely break your bridge to immortality, take your soul away, and keep you in my palace until you die."

Yin Weiying's breath was choked and her chest trembled. That series of words was like a loud noise, like thunder, repeatedly telling her her identity and making her realize her position.

The uncontrollable fear hit her and swept her away, making her feel like fainting again.

After noticing something, Chen Yi considered it and finally softened his voice and said:

"Yin Weiying, I want to treat you well, but you have to work hard to make me like you."

These words were like a stream of water, flowing along the nun's ears and into her heart. She turned her head stiffly.

In the darkness of the night, Yin Weiying didn't dare to turn around and face him directly, nor did she dare to look him straight in the eye. She just looked at him sideways, and slowly calmed down. Her troubled heart also calmed down a little. She unconsciously raised her trembling hands, tightened his arms around her, and held them in her arms, as if she was grabbing a life-saving straw.

After a long while, the nun spoke with difficulty:

"…How can I please you?"

Chen Yi raised his eyebrows, chuckled a few times and said, "Find it yourself, anyway...you must be obedient."

It’s not that Chen Yi didn’t want to tell her, it’s just that love is a very mysterious thing, and Chen Yi himself can’t explain it clearly.

Regarding this confused woman, Chen Yi admitted that he was attached to her, but it was hard to say whether he liked her or not. She was restless and always wanted to scheme. Whenever he wanted to be gentle to her, she would either not appreciate it or would become more and more demanding. Such a woman sometimes made people feel cute, and sometimes made people feel disgusted.

Yin Weiying frowned slightly, and in the night, he was filled with a cup of sorrow.

Chen Yi thought she had nothing to say, so he also fell silent and closed his eyes.

Sleepiness slowly overwhelmed Chen Yi, and his limbs relaxed.

In the darkness of the night, the person in her arms seemed uneasy. She slowly and finally turned over.

"What..." Chen Yi narrowed his eyes and asked confusedly, "Why don't you go to bed?"

Yin Weiying raised his face, hesitated for a long time, then poked his waist, pushing away his sleepiness.

Chen Yi took a deep breath and stared at her with narrowed eyes.

The nun shuddered and lowered her head in fear.

"Just say whatever you want to say." Chen Yi was not in a good mood.

Yin Weiying was not like a little fox, who would come up to her to try to please her before discussing anything. She was immersed in fear, her legs together, and she pointed at the paper on the wall.

There was a "positive" character counted on the paper, which represented the number of times the daughter of Prince Xiang had pleased him.

"Oh?" Chen Yi glanced at him sideways and stretched out his tone meaningfully.

The nun in his arms didn't look at him, and said to herself, "How about I...be like her?"

Chen Yi said: "Plagiarism."

Yin Weiying blushed in embarrassment. She had finally mustered up the courage, but was denied and humiliated like this.

In the night, the nun was silent for a long time. Chen Yi looked at her in the dim light. When she was not speaking, her face was slightly lowered, and her hair was motionless, like a stagnant waterfall. Her eyes were focused on nowhere, long and melancholy, and the Milky Way in late autumn also poured down like this.

Chen Yi was attracted by this beauty and hugged her closer.

"you…"

The nun seemed to come to her senses and spoke.

"Don't you want others' sincerity?"

Yin Weiying gently rested his chin on his shoulder and asked.

"It's not that I don't want to..."

Chen Yi paused and said with a smile:

"Why, you want to like me?"

"I like you... Can you not use my Taoism to replenish my body?"

The nun's voice was so low that it was barely audible.

They first met in Baihua Tower. At that time, she mistakenly thought that he was Jin Tong and wanted to form a good relationship with him, but she never expected that it would turn into a bad relationship. She then opposed him in every way and wanted him dead several times. In the end, he shattered her longevity path and took over her body, treating it as a cauldron...

That's why at that time, in the Hehuan Sect, she said: What kind of love and affection is there between them?

Even though he saved her, gave her a status, and avenged her, Yin Weiying still didn't know what was going on between them.

After all, Yin Weiying vaguely understood that apart from his body, there was almost nothing about him that he wanted.

And he...had already got her body.

It is no longer hers, she has no way to exchange it, now she can only try to do as in the storybooks, exchange her heart for heart, exchange her love for his love, and let him stop taking advantage of her, so that one day she can get what she wants and achieve immortality.

Chen Yi narrowed his eyes for a while, as if he was thinking something.

Then he asked:

"You want to trade your love for me to make you immortal?"

The person in his arms paused for a moment, then nodded imperceptibly.

Chen Yi's eyes, which were originally somewhat warm, gradually turned cold, and he said indifferently:

"Don't even think about it. You can never change it."

The nun trembled continuously at first, and after a while, she stopped trembling and her body tensed up.

Yin Weiying seemed unwilling to say:

"What if... it was Tingxue?"

Then, she heard a cruel word:
"She can change, but you can't."

(End of this chapter)