My enemies became my companions

Chapter 281: The Female Crown (Additional Update in )

“…I regret it…”

When Yin Weiying's words fell into his ears, Chen Yi looked at her in the candlelight, his mood becoming complicated.

After a moment, he said calmly: "Do you regret it?"

Yin Weiying nodded and said "hmm" softly.

Chen Yi smiled without commenting.

She raised her eyes a little and waited for Chen Yi's answer.

Chen Yi knew that as long as he promised her that she would become an immortal, she would rush to him excitedly, lean on his arms, and cry with emotion. For a period of time afterwards, she would be extra docile and would respond enthusiastically.

"At least you know how to regret." Chen Yi said.

His tone seemed to relax.

Yin Weiying's heart was lifted, and his lips were humming slightly, as if asking if he could let her become an immortal and if he could stop taking advantage of her spiritual power.

"If you don't regret it, you will have to be my cauldron forever."

Chen Yi paused, looked at Yin Weiying and said:

"If you regret it, then you can be my cauldron while you regret it."

Yin Weiying's expression froze. She neither nodded nor shook her head. Instead, she sat there with her lips pursed and her head slightly lowered. It seemed like she was acquiescing, but also like she was silently resisting. This confusing look made Chen Yi unable to tell.

Chen Yi was too lazy to tell the difference, so he picked up the porcelain bowl and walked in front of Yin Tingxue, and she handed the porcelain bowl to Chen Yi.

His figure disappeared into the bedroom.

Yin Tingxue turned around and looked at Princess Jing, who seemed to be deflated and slumped in the chair.

Princess Jing noticed her gaze and spoke as if to her, or as if to herself:
"no effect……"

Yin Tingxue stood up from the chaise longue, came to her side, and said softly:

“It works.”

The nun raised her eyes and glanced at the daughter of King Xiang.

Yin Tingxue looked outside the door, lowered her voice and leaned closer to say:
"It's not that he doesn't like you."

"He...just likes my body..."

Yin Tingxue shook her head. She wanted to say something, but it was hard to describe it. She could only say:

"He doesn't just like your body, sometimes he really likes you, and...didn't he eat a bowl of Tremella soup with you? He and I have never done that."

Yin Weiying was stunned.

The daughter of King Xiang saw it and smiled at her.

The little fox told a little lie. Chen Yi had actually eaten a bowl of Tremella soup with her. How could that man let her go like this? Not only had they eaten it together, but he also asked her to feed him actively.

The reason she lied was just to encourage her cousin. Yin Tingxue knew more or less what happened between her and Chen Yi, and understood that it was Sister Weiying who was wrong. It could even be said that Chen Yi was her savior, but Yin Tingxue still sympathized with her and hoped that she would have a better life with Chen Yi.

I am talking to you in private...

Yin Weiying lowered his eyes for a long time, and finally asked:
"Then what should I do? And what did you do?"

"I obey him in everything...but Sister Weiying doesn't seem to be suitable." Yin Tingxue thought for a moment and said softly, "Relax a little and get used to him first."

Da Yin wanted to say something, but when footsteps were heard outside the door, Xiao Yin stopped talking, gently took off her embroidered shoes, and finally turned over and climbed onto the bed.

Yin Tingxue subconsciously wanted to sleep on the innermost side, but after thinking about it, she leaned close to Princess Jing's ear and said:
"You sleep in the innermost bed tonight."

She gave her place to Yin Weiying for one night.

The nun nodded blankly, and then saw Chen Yi walk in.

Chen Yi slowly pulled up his clothes, and Yin Weiying also reacted and took off her outer clothes, leaving only her inner clothes. After Chen Yi approached, she turned over on the bed and slept on the innermost side.

Chen Yi glanced at Yin Tingxue.

The little fox smiled at him as if nothing had happened.

Chen Yi curled his lips, sighed in his heart, then turned over and got on the bed. Yin Tingxue blew out the oil lamp and candle, then got into the bed.

Yin Tingxue turned her back to Chen Yi and a slight snoring sound suddenly sounded. Chen Yi looked at her for a long time. This little fox was not the type to fall asleep as soon as she wanted to, and pretending to sleep was just another clever trick.

Chen Yi turned around and put his arms around Dayin's waist.

Yin Weiying trembled, glanced at him, and then suddenly lowered his head. He didn't even dare to look at him in the dark night.

Chen Yi waited for a long time, but she didn't say anything. He was too lazy to ask and closed his eyes.

But the nun poked him at this moment.

"Do you want to say something?" Chen Yi asked, opening his eyes.

Yin Weiying did not answer, as if he did not know what to say. After a long while, he murmured in a low voice:

"I regret…"

"Then you can regret it if you want."

Chen Yi paused, thought for a while, and felt a little soft-hearted, so he asked:
"Since you regret it so much, do you have anything else to say?"

"I want to say..."

Yin Weiying thought hard and said after a long while:

"Do you actually like me?"

“…Head down.”

Yin Weiying was stunned for a moment. She had no idea what these words meant. When she saw that Chen Yi stopped talking, she subconsciously wanted to ask Xiao Yin for help, but she only heard Xiao Yin's snoring.

Chen Yi had already closed his eyes and no longer paid attention to this confused female priest. He had consumed a lot of energy today and as soon as he closed his eyes he felt sleepy.

And Yin Weiying was still thinking about it.

So, he stared at Yin Weiying and said:

"If you have anything to say, just say it now, don't hide it."

Yin Weiying hesitated for a long time and wanted to speak several times, but didn't know how to say it.

In the dark night, her tongue moved slightly, as if she was recalling the sweetness of the Tremella soup at that time.

After a long time, Yin Weiying finally said:
"Do you... sometimes like me and sometimes hate me?"

"Oh?" Chen Yi was a little surprised. "You've finally gotten the idea. You're so observant."

"When did you hate me?" "When you were restless and scheming." There was a bad temper in Chen Yi's voice.

"Then..." Yin Weiying paused for a moment, then asked apprehensively, "When did you like me the most?"

Chen Yi thought for a while and replied:

"When you roll your eyes and get frustrated."

After hearing this, Yin Weiying froze on the bed, his eyes drooped and he shrank, feeling bitterness in his heart.

Seeing her reaction, Yin Weiying at this moment was always indescribably beautiful. She was as lonely as water, like the clear blue sky after the fine snow, slightly hazy and a little emotional. Chen Yi couldn't help but hold her closer.

After a while, Chen Yi slowly said:

"I've said before that if you behave yourself, I'll bother you less. After all, you belong to my family anyway."

Yin Weiying was silent for a long time, and Chen Yi didn't want to sleep for the time being, otherwise if she attacked him from below, he would wake up again.

But perhaps Princess Jing was too afraid of him and remained silent for a long time.

She remained silent for a long time. Chen Yi's eyelids were drooping and he slowly closed his eyes.

Sleepiness sank deeper and deeper. Chen Yi fell asleep completely, but Yin Weiying was not yet.

Her body softened a little, but his hands were still around her waist. Princess Jing's eyes were still downcast. She leaned forward a little bit and whispered softly: "I am yours now. I will not hurt you like before, husband... I will call you like this from now on..."

Yin Weiying spoke with a nasal tone, and in the dark night, a tear fell on Chen Yi's hand.

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

Wake up early in the morning.

Chen Yi looked at Da Yin on his left, then looked at Xiao Yin on his right. Both girls were sleeping soundly.

Gently moving his hands away from Dayin's waist, Chen Yi looked at her deeply.

Gently stroking her slightly messy hair, Chen Yi slowly turned around.

He hugged Xiao Yin from behind. The latter snorted due to the sudden hug, but did not wake up and was still sleeping.

After hugging for a while, Chen Yi finally felt satisfied, so he got up from the bed and went to wash up.

After washing up, Chen Yi stretched lazily in the yard facing the clear sky.

Just as he was taking a deep breath, Chen Yi heard some subtle footsteps. He turned around and saw Zhou Yitang slowly walking out of the guest room.

Chen Yi opened his arms and walked towards her.

However, when he got within ten feet of her, he seemed to be stuck. No matter how hard he tried, he could not move forward even an inch.

Chen Yi had no choice but to give up and sighed, "Can't you even hug one?"

"No." Zhou Yitang replied calmly, "If you have the time, go practice swordplay."

Upon hearing this, Chen Yi joked, "I still miss my previous life, when you let me hug you and hold you in my arms. I asked you to do whatever I asked you to do, no matter how unwilling you were..."

Before he finished speaking, Zhou Yitang's fingertips were slightly raised.

"Are you threatening me?" Chen Yi said in a deep voice.

"So what?" Zhou Yitang did not deny it.

"If you threaten me, I won't practice swordplay?" Chen Yi took a few steps back and said viciously, "I will practice swordplay right away..."

After a while, Chen Yi went back to his bedroom to get his sword.

The pitch-black Hou Kang sword was particularly conspicuous in the sunlight. Chen Yi began to wield the sword, first raising the sword, then turning around, and moving the sword forward while his body twisted and turned in the yard.

For Chen Yi's current fourth-grade realm, this kind of sword movement is indeed a bit of a waste of talent. It's just that martial arts is like rowing against the current. If you don't hone your skills diligently, you will either make progress or regress sooner or later. And many sudden insights in martial arts are often inseparable from day after day of hard study and practice.

What's more, this sword skill was practiced for Zhou Yitang to see.

About half an hour later, calculating the time, Chen Yi sheathed the Hou Kang sword, and Zhou Yitang nodded slightly.

“If one enters the third level, according to Taoism, one must refine the spirit and return to emptiness.” Zhou Yitang said suddenly.

Chen Yi roughly remembered what it meant to refine the spirit and return to emptiness.

The idea of ​​refining the spirit and returning to nothingness comes from Taoism. It is also called the upper pass or the nine-year pass. According to the literal meaning, it means to return the primordial spirit gained through cultivation into nothingness. In terms of martial arts, it means to return one's martial will into nothingness, allowing the martial will to experience a process from existence to non-existence and then from non-existence to existence.

Just like the phoenix rising from the ashes and being reborn through nirvana, the same principle applies to the third level of soul refining and return to emptiness.

Chen Yi remembered that when he died while repairing the sky in his previous life, he had already stepped into the bottom of the first grade. According to common sense, the third grade of refining the spirit and returning to the void should not be a problem. However, the problem was that nothing was going according to common sense.

For some reason, the previous life is treated as a game, and the insights gained from the previous life need to be re-understood in this life, and the things gained may not necessarily be the same as in the previous life.

Chen Yi thought for a while, and when he came to his senses, he saw Zhou Yitang staring at him.

"The method of Yinjian Mountain, the dual cultivation of Taoism and martial arts, can be said to be a natural progression to the stage of refining the spirit and returning to the void." She said calmly.

Upon hearing this, Chen Yi smiled bitterly, knowing what she meant.

He shook his head, then thought of something and said:

"Give me some more Taoist techniques so I can practice them."

For myself, I can temporarily not practice Yinjian Mountain's living sword, but I must practice Yinjian Mountain's Taoism. What's more, these Taoist methods will be of great use when I travel the world in the future.

The one-armed woman seemed to see through his mood, but did not say much. Instead, she took out a Taoist book from the square tied around her waist.

She pushed it casually, and the Taoist book fell into Chen Yi's hands.

Chen Yi took the Taoist book. The words "Dao Ce" were written on the cover. He only glanced at it and put it in his arms.

Turning around, Chen Yi looked into the distance and stood there for a long time.

Zhou Yitang didn't look at him.

After standing there for a while, Chen Yi finally said, "You don't want to ask me what I'm looking at?"

"I don't have to ask."

Chen Yi laughed and continued:
"I'm looking at Qin Qingluo and Zhu E. The reason for this is that there are some things I want you to do."

"But it doesn't matter."

"Zhu E once told me in private that on the day of their wedding, they went to a Taoist temple to pray for blessings. At that time, they had their fortunes told and the prediction was - Po Jun star will enter the palace of marriage, and the marriage will be in name only."

Chen Yi paused here, then smiled and said:

“I’ll make something of it.”

(End of this chapter)