My enemies became my companions

Chapter 278 Pure Love and Harem

After sending the prince and princess out, Chen Yi left Jinya Pavilion.

Dusk had already gone and the night was as dark as ink. Chen Yi did not ride a horse, but sat in a carriage. There was a torch lit at the corner of the carriage. A Jinyiwei served as the coachman. He raised the whip and the carriage galloped away in the dark night.

Leaning in the carriage, Chen Yi lowered his eyes. The reason why he didn't ride a horse was because he had to think about something. He was riding on a horse, the horse was galloping, and he was also galloping. At this time, his mind was empty and he couldn't think too much.

On top of the tree canopy, Min Ning entrusted her first time to him. Isn't that good? How romantic! Chen Yi was about to be tender and affectionate, but Min Ning stopped himself.

It’s not that Chen Yi couldn’t understand the reason behind this; on the contrary, he understood it too well.

A pair of people for a lifetime, even if he has attracted so many women and has a heart full of love, but every time he faces this moment, he still can't help but yearn for it.

To put it simply, no matter how lustful you are, you will still yearn for one-on-one pure love.

It's just that I was too greedy, wanting to have more and hold them all in my arms.

Thinking of this, Chen Yi shook his head and laughed, leaning silently in the carriage, looking at the quiet starry sky.

After staying for a while, Chen Yi suddenly asked: "How long have you been here?"

In the inky darkness, deep in the carriage, the face of a one-armed woman emerged, like a Chinese Ghost Story.

Chen Yi turned his head and saw her.

Zhou Yitang sat still and said, "A long time."

"That's not long."

"Why should I lie to you?"

"But I don't know which one of your words is a lie."

"Not a single one."

Her voice was calm.

Chen Yi moved closer to her, thought for a while, and then gently held her in his arms.

Zhou Yitang did not resist and didn't even look at him.

Although Chen Yi was in high spirits today, he did not have much desire in his heart. He put his chin on Zhou Yitang's shoulder and asked softly:

"Where's Yin Tingxue?"

"I sent her back a long time ago." Zhou Yitang replied.

Chen Yi was not confused about this. For Yin Jianshan Jianjia, it was not difficult to travel more than ten miles back and forth in a short time. He immediately thought about what he was worrying about.

Chen Yi said softly:

"In my last life, I was with you forever."

Zhou Yitang avoided the question.

"It's funny actually. In my last life, I had feelings for several women, but in the end, it was still you."

Chen Yi paused and said slowly:
"At the beginning of this life, I thought that this game called "Tianwai Tian" only had a pure love storyline, but actually... this game, does it not exist?"

The night was quiet and the carriage was heading towards the capital. In such a starry night, a vague sense of confusion lingered. Whenever this happened, Chen Yi always thought of Zhou Yitang, even though this woman once wanted to chop off his three corpses and now had the same idea again.

The carriage shook slightly, and the one-armed woman seemed to understand what he said and said, "Of course it doesn't exist."

Chen Yi was not surprised to hear her answer.

Actually, think about it, if this is really a game, wouldn’t there be other players, and wouldn’t there be other people coming to this world?
However, Zhou Yitang's nonchalant answer to this question brought up new problems.

Chen Yiwei lowered his brows and asked softly, "Like what Yaoshang Bodhisattva said, I am not an extraterritorial demon?"

"Yes and no." Her answer was very mysterious. Chen Yi listened to this answer and understood that she must know something, but he knew that she would not tell him at the moment.

Looking back at the past, there may have been many clues, hidden in the darkness, lurking in the surging undercurrents, but no matter how hard Chen Yi thought about it, he couldn't come up with a result.

Fortunately, he never worries about these trivial things. Chen Yi hugged Zhou Yitang attentively, and his hands were very quiet and did not wander around.

After a long while, Zhou Yitang suddenly asked, "Don't you want to think about Min Ning anymore?"

Chen Yi smiled and said, "I have a Yinjianshan sword armor in my arms, why should I think about the Spring and Autumn Sword Master?"

The one-armed woman sneered.

"Master...Zhuo Yu, you also want to be with someone for the rest of your life, right? Sometimes I do, but I only think about it. I can't let go of either of them."

Chen Yi spoke slowly.

Zhou Yitang didn't seem surprised by this. Chen Yi's body temperature was against her, he leaned on her, and some words were only spoken to her. It was a rare quiet and warm moment between the master and his traitorous disciple.

Chen Yiping said calmly, "Sometimes I can't figure it out. How many people throughout history have thought about pure love? "Liang Shanbo and Zhu Yingtai", "Peony Pavilion", "Romance of the West Chamber"... In so many novels, there are pairs of immortal couples, but those novels with three wives and four concubines are either almost non-existent or unknown.

In fact, from my point of view, the former seems to be better than the latter, and it makes people more fascinated, probably because of having three wives and four concubines... that is possession, not love..."

The one-armed woman glanced at him sideways.

The look in his eyes was deep, as if asking, has this traitor finally come to his senses?
A lifetime of two people...

She pondered for a while, then revealed some secrets and said, "You are trapped by lust."

"So...the one you want to kill the most is always my lower body?" Chen Yi asked calmly.

Zhou Yitang did not deny it, but said: "I am your master, so I must teach you."

“So I understand.”

Is he going to Yinjian Mountain with her?
A barely perceptible gleam of light flashed across the cold eyes of the one-armed woman.

Chen Yi said word by word: "Then I will just fall in love with each of them."

The wife from the previous life in his arms seemed to tremble slightly, and she glanced at Chen Yi coldly.

The night embraced the two of them gently. Chen Yi was looked at coldly by her, but he was not unhappy. Instead, he said, "Zhuo Yu, in fact... if you had shown up earlier, I might have gone with you. At that time... I felt really guilty. The place in my heart has always been reserved for you, just like you..."

"You're just being sentimental." she said.

"Okay, okay, I'm just being sentimental," Chen Yi responded, and said frankly, "In the final analysis, it's all the little fox's fault. When she got married, I started to waver. I don't know why, but she was put in the same position as you. I like her very much and love her. If you want me to do otherwise, I can't do it. It's all her fault. I'll bully her when I get home."

Zhou Yitang listened to these words with a complicated look in his eyes. After a long while, he corrected:
"It's your fault."

“…I can’t let her bully me in front of you, right?” Chen Yi shrugged.

Zhou Yitang sneered at the shamelessness of this traitor.

Chen Yi hugged her with endless tenderness, as if he was talking to himself, or to his wife in his previous life: "I have thought it through. I will have a one-on-one pure love with each of them, and we will be together for life."

The one-armed woman did not answer. She just closed her eyes and let the words pass by her ears.

Sometimes, Chen Yi could only tell her the deepest words in his heart and could not tell anyone else because no one else could understand or explain them clearly. But she was different. She knew what Chen Yi wanted to say and what was in his heart.

People's hearts are fickle, and close friends often become strangers. However, this couple has always clearly understood what kind of people they are. It is often said that husbands and wives should respect each other like guests, and the wife should treat each other with respect, be virtuous and gentle. From this point of view, his wife in the previous life was indeed not a good wife. But if you think deeply, why do people require their wives to treat each other with respect, be virtuous and gentle? These are just the surface. In the deepest part, the husband actually hopes that his wife can accommodate his confusion and pain, be considerate and comfort him, and what is expressed is virtue and gentleness.

And Chen Yi always needs her, and she also always needs this rebellious apprentice. They are really similar to each other, except that she is more infatuated than him. With her around, Chen Yi doesn't have to ask alone: ​​Is there anyone who resonates?

It was snowing in the capital.

The little fox, who had been sent home by Zhou Yitang a long time ago, sat by the door, held his face, and sneezed.

(End of this chapter)