My enemies became my companions

Chapter 280 Da Yin regretted it (three chapters in one)

After the tenderness in the water, Yin Weiying felt soft all over, her face flushed, and she almost collapsed in the bathtub.

Chen Yi put his arms around her waist. She just trembled slightly and then stopped struggling. Her whole body seemed to be held in Chen Yi's arms.

Chen Yi casually talked about family matters:
"The little fox has always been afraid of me, and because of this, she is afraid of having children. To be honest, I don't have the idea of ​​raising children so early, but I just don't want her to have the idea of ​​not having children."

Yin Weiying listened. The hot steam from the bathtub made his face flushed. He shrank back, and even now he was still resisting.

This time, Chen Yi took away three days of her cultivation.

The nun was in great distress, with sad eyes and brows. She didn't want to look at him, but he held her in his arms and she couldn't avoid him. Now she obeyed Chen Yiming's every word and was aware that she had made many concessions in her heart, such as no longer caring about his bullying of her after becoming an immortal, and they would forget all grudges by smiling when they met, and also agreeing to be his concubine... But Chen Yi still didn't let her go.

"She has had menstrual problems these days, so she is here to take advantage of you. In fact, I have taken a bath with the little fox before. She was so embarrassed at that time and was very reluctant, but after I spanked her twice and threatened her, she finally behaved herself and lowered her head to rub my back." Chen Yi said as he gave the person in his arms two rubs.

popping.

Yin Weiying: “……!”

The nun's face was so red that blood seemed to be dripping out. She pursed her lips and glanced at him with annoyance. When his eyes swept over her, she quickly shrank back and fell into Chen Yi's arms.

Chen Yi raised his eyebrows and asked, "What are you not going to say?"

After that conversation with Zhou Yitang, and now as they were soaking in the bathtub, Chen Yi's voice became much softer, but Princess Jing remained silent in the water, not saying a word.

After hearing Chen Yi's question, Yin Weiying asked hoarsely: "Say...what?"

Chen Yi rubbed her neck and said, "You can say anything."

The nun was silent for a long time. She really didn't know what to say to Chen Yi.

Looking back, every conversation between her and Chen Yi was purposeful. Every sentence seemed to have a clear purpose, and they almost never engaged in casual chatting.

He is her ignorance, and her fear of him has seeped into the depths of her heart. When Queen An said those words today, she was also afraid, but not as deeply as she was towards Chen Yi. Even if Queen An really sentenced her to death tomorrow for the crime of slandering the royal family, she felt that the person she feared the most would still be Chen Yi.

Yin Weiying pondered for a long time, unable to think of what to say. Seeing Chen Yi's slightly frowned brows, he said repeatedly:
"Give me some time."

Chen Yi sniffed her wet hair and agreed:

"Row."

The bathroom was quiet for a long time. Wisps of steam dissipated as time passed, and Yin Weiying's fairy-like appearance gradually became clear, like a clear morning after the snow. She sat quietly in the water, her eyes lowered in thought. Her long hair was like a waterfall, and she didn't put it up when taking a bath, which made her ethereal and celestial temperament more prominent. It seemed that she was born to achieve immortality. Chen Yi was mesmerized for a moment.

Yin Weiying is always beautiful when she is silent like this, with her eyes lowered in thought.

Therefore, the feeling of humiliating her always made Chen Yi intoxicated.

The water was a little cold, so Chen Yi stood up and poured some hot water into the bathtub. Yin Weiying was half dazed and took a casual look. Even though she knew what it felt like, she still blushed. Women are thin-skinned, even a Taoist who wants to leave the worldly world is the same.

When Chen Yi returned to the water, he saw Yin Weiying still blushing. After realizing something, he smiled and said:

"Why, how many times have you seen it?"

Yin Weiying blushed and did not answer.

Before Chen Yi could hug her, Princess Jing hesitated for a long time, half leaned back into his arms and said:

"Come on out, you've been here for too long, let's talk outside."

She now showed some forced docility, and Chen Yi still enjoyed it. He did not force her and let her get up and wipe her body.

...........................

After washing up, Yin Weiying folded her robe and walked slowly into the bedroom. She sat down beside the bed, feeling quite uncomfortable. When she raised her eyes, she saw the little fox lying on the chaise longue with a book in his hand, reading by the bright oil lamp.

Chen Yi walked into the house. Yin Tingxue put down the book slightly and smiled at him. When she was about to continue reading, he half squatted down and put his face in front of Yin Tingxue.

"Is there anything you want to tell me?" Chen Yi asked maliciously.

Yin Tingxue shrank back in fear, holding the book in her hands, and after hesitating for a long time, she nodded and admitted, "Yes, yes..."

Seeing that she was obedient, Chen Yi slowed down his tone and said, "Tell me about it."

"You said that you wouldn't punish me for small things?" Yin Tingxue asked tentatively when she saw that his expression was calm.

Chen Yi noticed her cleverness and said with a smile: "I won't punish you."

The two were talking. Yin Weiying had nothing to do. She was anxious to talk to Chen Yi about something. She sat on the bed, looked left and right, and scanned the bedroom. It was the first time she had looked around the room like this.

The wardrobe was made of ordinary oak. There was a sword rack but no knife rack in the room. The pitch-black Hou Kang sword was placed in the distance, while the Xiu Chun knife named Wu Za Nian was hung on the wall with a rope tied to it. There was also a small bookcase in the bedroom, which was filled with almost all miscellaneous books, like the one in Yin Tingxue's hand. There was also a string of copper coins hanging on the shelf above the bed, which were used to ward off disasters and pray for blessings. There was also an ordinary screen not far away. Although it was not particularly exquisite, it was small but complete.

Yin Weiying looked at it for a long time, trying to think of words to say, but still didn't know what to say.

Snow was falling outside.

At this moment, Yin Tingxue kissed the corner of Chen Yi's mouth and said softly:
"I didn't mean it, don't be angry... It's not good to mess with too many women."

"Okay, you start to take care of everything and act like a housekeeper." Chen Yi said in feigned anger.

Yin Tingxue quickly shook her head and said:

"I can't control you. I have never been able to control you. I will only listen to you and try to please you."

After listening to this, Chen Yi smiled and hugged Yin Tingxue who was lying on the chaise longue, and said softly:

"Just to scare you."

Yin Tingxue raised her eyebrows and replied briskly:
"I know that too, so I'm not really scared. Besides, it's my period, so you won't bully me. Otherwise, I wouldn't ask Master Zhou to persuade you."

The little fox confessed his inner thoughts, and his tone seemed to show off how smart he was.

Chen Yi listened to it and changed the subject:

"Oh? Are you plotting against me?"

The words were meaningful, and Yin Tingxue shrank back, with a hint of fear in her almond-shaped eyes.

Chen Yi touched her belly and said in a sinister tone:

"I told you at that time that you would be in trouble after your period."

Yin Tingxue's body trembled slightly. After a while, she did not retreat in fear. Instead, she leaned forward and kissed Chen Yi on the face, and responded to the discussion:
"Yeah...but don't be so cruel."

Chen Yi was stunned by her gentleness, and his heart melted a little, but he still said coldly:

"What if you have to be so cruel?"

Yin Tingxue shrank back and tried to get closer to him. Although she was afraid, her voice was still gentle:
"You said you wanted to kiss me, and I did. You said you wanted to eat that dirty thing, and I did. I'm really good. Can you please stop bullying me so harshly?"

"I've said it before, I bully you because I like you."

"But... you can't bully me forever, right?"

Chen Yi said seriously: "Yes, for a lifetime."

Yin Tingxue felt both wronged and shocked.
Just think about it, if you are in your seventies or eighties, with white hair and wrinkles all over your face, and this person still bullies you, how terrible it would be!
"How terrible, a lifetime."

She muttered something.

“…I will also treat you well.” After saying that, Chen Yi kissed her forehead, his voice was exceptionally gentle.

Yin Tingxue was stunned at first, then smiled and said involuntarily:

"I knew it...you were scaring me."

After she finished speaking, she stopped talking and looked at Chen Yi cautiously with her almond-shaped eyes. Some things are true unless they are said out loud, but once they are said out loud, with this person's temperament, he will go against her.

This time, Chen Yi narrowed his eyes and looked at her, saying:

"You know I'm scaring you, right?"

Yin Tingxue shook her head like a rattle and said:

"I didn't know you were scaring me. I didn't know, I didn't know."

Seeing her like this, Chen Yi couldn't hold back his laughter and burst out laughing, then touched her head.

Yin Tingxue took this opportunity to change the subject, poked his collarbone with her fingertips, and whispered:
"I want to eat Tremella soup, can you make it?"

"Greedy cat." Chen Yi pinched her face and did not refuse.

Women always like to eat something warm and sweet during their menstruation, and Yin Tingxue's favorite is Tremella fuciformis soup. She often eats it in the prince's mansion. Sometimes she eats too much, and her mother will instruct the servants not to make Tremella fuciformis soup in her yard. Whenever this happens, Yin Tingxue always has to gather with the maids to think of a plan. One of them is to send a maid to her mother's yard, and ask the servants to make Tremella fuciformis soup in the name of her mother, and then send another maid to intercept it on the way. When her mother found out about the "clever attempt to steal Tremella fuciformis soup" in Prince Xiang's mansion, she was really angry and amused.

When Chen Yi stood up and left, he glanced at the nun beside the bed. The latter shuddered, not knowing why he was looking at her, so she lowered her head.

The footsteps gradually faded away. Yin Tingxue closed the copy of Strange Stories from a Chinese Studio in her hand and casually placed it on the bedside table. She stood up and walked slowly towards the nun.

"Sister Weiying...thank you for your hard work." She said sympathetically.

Yin Weiying didn't understand what he meant, so he asked, "What's the hardship?"

The daughter of the Xiang King blushed slightly and said tactfully: "...that matter."

Yin Weiying reacted at this time and understood what she meant was that after Chen Yi bullied her, he felt satisfied and would not bully her again, so he would be more talkative.

Thinking of this, Yin Weiying's face turned slightly red and he snorted coldly.

The daughter of the King of Xiang said softly, "Sister Wei Ying, I will speak well of you to him later."

"As you wish."

Yin Weiying sat on the edge of the bed sullenly, with his face turned away, looking a bit like he was in a bad mood.

After realizing this, she stopped being upset because Yin Tingxue was younger than her.

She took a deep breath and asked:
"What should I talk to him about?"

Yin Tingxue scratched his head, not knowing how to answer, so he could only say:

"Let's just chat casually. This kind of thing is hard to talk about." The nun sighed and hesitated for a long time. Seeing that there was no one around except her cousin who had shared the joys and sorrows with her, she started to talk about her personal matters:

"You know I don't like him, and I'm afraid of him, but I have to make him like me. It's contradictory, isn't it?"

Yin Tingxue seemed to understand this distress and said softly:
"This is also impossible..."

"Yeah, there's no way."

Yin Weiying recalled how she had wanted to kill him several times, and recalled the time in the underground palace when she betrayed Chen Yi to ascend to heaven. She felt very uncomfortable in her heart, as if it was suspended by something, unable to be lifted up, and unable to be put down.

The night fell outside the window, and snow foam clung to the paper window, neither solidifying nor melting, as if it had stopped. Seeing that she had not spoken for a long time, the daughter of King Xiang was distracted for a moment. Yin Weiying sat on the edge of the bed, as if recalling the man's various tortures. The once high and mighty Goddess Taihua became his cauldron overnight.

She has always been extremely talented, far superior to her peers, otherwise she would not have been accepted as a disciple by Yu Zhen Yuanjun. The reason why she stayed in the capital at that time was to find Jin Tong. If her fate had not changed, she should have been in Taihua Mountain by now. Yin Weiying's mind was complicated and his sorrow was so heavy that it could not be relieved.

Now thinking back, she realized how "unpredictable things in this world are". She once thought that she had a chance of becoming an immortal, especially when she found clues to the goddess' inheritance in the underground palace. She seemed to have gained the perspective of half an immortal. Her heart was calm, and no matter how Chen Yi insulted her, it hardly caused any ripples. She just treated him as an ordinary person.

But when he pulled her off the path to immortality...

"me…"

She lowered her head, hugged her arms, and gently pressed on the red spots where Chen Yi had tormented her, as if licking a wound, and muttered to herself absentmindedly:
“…I regret this so much.”

The snow on the paper window began to melt.

Yin Tingxue came back to her senses. She didn't hear clearly what the nun was saying:
"What did you say?"

"Nothing... Never mind, it's okay not to talk to him."

Yin Weiying patted his face and leaned against the bed frame, his eyes filled with loneliness.

She had thought about becoming an immortal countless times, but no matter how much she thought about it, the further away it seemed.

The daughter of King Xiang looked at the nun, gently grabbed her hand and held it in her arms. The daughter of King Xiang, who was naturally compassionate, seemed to know her pain.

When she had the best hope of becoming an immortal, she was pulled off the path to immortality...

Even if it's one's own fault, how many people can withstand such a blow?

Yin Tingxue comforted him and said, "It's okay. There is always hope. If one person succeeds, maybe everyone will benefit from it."

Hearing what Tian Er Tong said, Yin Weiying's eyes sparkled, and he asked with energy, "You said that I will eventually become an immortal?"

The girl shook her head and said, "No, you are a chicken and dog."

"..."

Yin Weiying was furious and her teeth were itching. Why did she always get humiliated in this yard? It was bad enough that she got humiliated by Chen Yi, but she also got humiliated by Yin Tingxue.

Seeing this scene, the little fox burst out laughing. She was being a little naughty. After all, Sister Weiying's reaction was really interesting.

After a moment, Yin Tingxue suggested:

"Sometimes, you don't need to talk to him about anything, as long as you can make him happy. He...he is very lustful, likes others to kiss him, likes others to hug him..."

The nun heard it and was reluctant at first, but she made up her mind in the end. Anyway, he had already touched her everywhere, so what was the harm in a kiss? As long as she could satisfy him, she would be able to confuse him, and then he might give in, or even become obsessed with her and like her as much as he liked Yin Tingxue.

Then she will take advantage of his laxity, ascend to heaven, pretend to be a pig and eat the tiger, slap him in the face, and make him her chicken and dog.

Seeing Yin Weiying nodded slightly, the daughter of King Xiang also nodded. She picked up the book and continued reading.

There were subtle footsteps coming from outside the bedroom, approaching from far away. Needless to say, it must be that person, their husband.

Little Yin put down the book in his hand slightly and sat up on the chaise longue, looking well-behaved. But Big Yin felt very uncomfortable, with his fists clenched. As he listened to the approaching footsteps, a drop of cold sweat even appeared on his forehead.

Chen Yi walked in holding a bowl of Tremella soup, one of the bowls was steaming.

He first came to Yin Tingxue and handed the Tremella soup to her.

The warm Tremella soup warmed the girl's hands. She curled her lips and smiled at Chen Yi.

Chen Yi touched her head and had to say, it was really comfortable to take care of this little fox. She knew when he was nice to her, and she would be considerate in return. After eating, she would even say something nice to him. It could be said that the positive feedback was overwhelming.

Speaking of which, when she first came to me, she was extremely afraid of me and hated me very much. Even when I gave her some delicious food, she still had a slightly cold face. But later she gradually adapted to it, and became docile because she was afraid of me.

Now that they are together, as long as they don't deliberately recall the past and open the scars, Chen Yi has even forgotten that he once made her so sad and painful.

Yin Tingxue held the Tremella soup and then glanced at her sister, the daughter of King Jing.

Although she had enough time to prepare, King Jing's daughter Yin Weiying still became nervous when she saw Chen Yi. Her legs trembled and her lips were tightly pursed. When she saw Chen Yi, she suddenly didn't know what to do.

Her cheeks turned pale.

Chen Yi held the Tremella soup in his hand, casually pulled out a chair in the bedroom, and put the bowl of Tremella soup on the table. At this time, Yin Tingxue saw that the nun did not move for a long time, and she became anxious.

She quickly winked at Sister Weiying.

Yin Weiying saw it, but he didn't know what to do. After a long while, he said, "Hey..."

Chen Yi turned to look at her and said, "Have you thought about it?"

When he asked this, the nun froze in place, not daring to speak.

Seeing that her chance was useless, the little fox became anxious. She put down the Tremella soup and rushed to Chen Yi.

Before Chen Yi had time to sit down, he looked down at her in confusion.

Yin Tingxue stood on tiptoe slightly and pulled his collar. Chen Yi slowly leaned down, and then his lips became wet.

The little fox gave him a gentle kiss.

Yin Weiying was shocked when he saw this scene.

After a while, the daughter of King Xiang let go of Chen Yi's collar, turned her head cautiously, and gestured to Yin Weiying.

Chen Yi was still savoring the taste of King Xiang's daughter. When he raised his eyes, he saw Yin Weiying stand up and slowly walk towards him.

In the field of vision, she was shivering violently, looking terrified. She finally came in front of Chen Yi, and didn't even dare to meet his gaze.

Chen Yi realized something and waited for a long time.

Yin Weiying finally moved his lips closer.

She closed her eyes tightly. Even though it was not the first time she took the initiative to kiss, things were often like this. The more prepared she was, the more nervous she became. She was shaking violently and was about to fall, but Chen Yi supported her and held this jade-like lady in his arms.

After a long time, their lips parted. Yin Weiying gasped, swallowed subconsciously, tilted his head forward slightly, and couldn't utter a word.

Chen Yi hugged her for a long time, pointed at the bowl of Tremella soup and said:
"You and I will share a bowl."

Whatever he said was what it was, and Yin Weiying did not resist and sat on the chair that Chen Yi pulled out.

Chen Yi paused for a moment, then had to pull out another chair somewhat awkwardly.

The Tremella soup is clear in color, with red dates and wolfberries soaked in it. The slightly yellowish gelatinous Tremella is very eye-catching and is best for nourishing yin and blood. Chen Yi scooped the Tremella soup, glanced at Yin Weiying, scooped a spoonful and handed it to her mouth.

Yin Weiying hesitated for a moment, but finally opened his mouth.

Then, her long eyes widened a little. The Tremella soup was slightly icy, but when she glanced to the side, she saw that the bowl of Xiang Wang's daughter was steaming.

Upon noticing this small detail, Princess Jing's eyes dimmed a little.

Chen Yi moved the spoon away from her mouth, scooped up a spoonful of Tremella soup and brought it to his own mouth.

After tasting it, Chen Yi saw the strange look in Yin Weiying's eyes, which he found ridiculous, and said:

“You think I treat you differently?”

The nun was stunned for a moment, neither shaking her head nor nodding, as if she agreed.

Chen Yi said: "I just treat them differently."

Yin Weiying remained silent.

No matter how he treated her, she had no choice but to endure it. After all, it was because she was not pleasing to him, while Yin Tingxue was the one he liked the most.

Yin Tingxue saw this scene out of the corner of her eye and whispered, "It takes a lot of effort to chill things."

Princess Jing was startled again, her thin lips humming, while Chen Yi slowly shook the Tremella soup.

He scooped up a spoonful and handed it to Yin Weiying's mouth.

Yin Weiying looked at the bright-colored Tremella soup and watched Chen Yi deliberately share a bowl with her. She was filled with thoughts and felt a little sore in the corners of her eyes. She opened her lips.

The slightly icy Tremella soup fell on the tip of the tongue. The cool taste could best suppress the sweetness, but at the same time bring out that layer of sweetness. Yin Weiying ate the Tremella soup in small bites, his eyes lowered, with an indescribable sourness in his eyes.

The Tremella soup was gradually finished.

Chen Yi scooped up the last spoonful of Tremella soup and handed it to Yin Weiying's lips. Just as she was about to open her mouth, the spoon was suddenly taken back, and she reached out empty-handed.

She was stunned for a moment and watched Chen Yi drink the spoonful of Tremella soup.

Yin Weiying lowered his eyes, moved his tongue slightly, scraped across his lips, and tasted the remaining sweetness.

Chen Yi came over and kissed her.

The nun shuddered slightly, and the last spoonful of Tremella soup flowed onto the tip of her tongue. Her tongue tip felt slightly numb, probably because the last spoonful was always extra sweet.

After their lips parted, Chen Yi picked up the empty porcelain bowl and was about to get up.

There was a sense of stagnation behind me.

Chen Yi turned around and saw that she lowered her head, stretched out her right hand and grasped the corner of his clothes. Her strength was so weak that she would let go as soon as he pulled.

She murmured in a hoarse voice:
“…I regret it…”

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