My enemies became my companions

Chapter 291: Can't Keep Him (Additional Update in )

"I'm not drunk, let me go and don't take advantage of me." Min Ning said.

Chen Yi supported her, held her arm, and said kindly:
"You're drunk and can't even speak clearly. You obviously can't drink, so why do you drink so much?"

He spoke gently, but Min Ning became impatient when he heard it:

"Who said I can't drink? Who said...you said it?"

"Yes, yes, that's what I said." Chen Yi responded.

"You don't have the final say!" Min Ning said loudly.

Chen Yi resisted the urge to laugh and tried his best to support her, but Min Ning still seemed to struggle.

She grabbed Chen Yi's collar with one hand and sighed:

"Look at yourself, you're drunk."

Chen Yi did not refute, his face did turn red, and he asked:
"Are you really not drunk?"

Min Ning raised an eyebrow and glanced at him, sneering, "If I get drunk easily, wouldn't that mean you get what you want?"

Chen Yi paused and looked at Min Ning in surprise.

Is she really not drunk?
Min Ning said unhappily, "I've been pretending to be drunk, can't you see that?"

"Why are you pretending to be drunk?" Chen Yi was puzzled.

Min Ning said calmly: "I am so embarrassed at the banquet. If I don't pretend to be drunk, won't I be embarrassed to death?"

This made a lot of sense, and Chen Yi was somewhat skeptical.

After a while, Chen Yi asked, "Do you like Chen Zunming?"

Min Ning said: "I like it."

Chen Yi: "..."

Min Ning realized something belatedly, his heart skipped a beat, his already drunken cheeks turned even redder, and he felt dizzy.

Chen Yi showed a triumphant smile, holding her arm tightly and said:
"Look, he's really drunk."

If Captain Min was not drunk, he would never say such words to his former subordinates.

All along, she had never admitted verbally that she liked him, even though she had suffered a lot.

Min Ning was furious, staring at Chen Yi's red face, slapping him on the back and shouting:

"Let me go, let me go. How can you, as a man, tease a woman like this?!"

Then, she felt that Chen Yi's figure paused for a moment.

Min Ning raised his head, realized something, and turned his face away stiffly.

She was a little panicked subconsciously, but drunkenness gave her courage. Her face flushed, but she became bolder and straightened her body:
"I don't have that thing! Are you stupid enough to let me fool you for so long?"

In the darkness of the night, Chen Yi's face was blurry, but the dizzy Min Ning could guess that he must be terrified.

Min Ning hummed and said:

"I have always regarded you as a brother, and I would not have ruined your beautiful fantasy. Who told you to say that I was drunk?"

Chen Yi didn't say anything, and seemed to be pursing his lips in the night.

Min Ning saw it, stared forward, and murmured:
"Are you crying? ...Do you want a female brother?"

Chen Yi didn't answer, but just stared at her.

Min Ning felt a sense of emptiness in her heart for no reason. She suddenly felt heavy in her chest and her eyes were filled with soreness.

The night was quiet, and for no apparent reason, tears appeared in the corners of my eyes.

She reached out her hand, grabbed Chen Yi's collar fiercely, and asked in a trembling voice:

"Chen Zunming,

Don’t you like me anymore?”

Seeing her nervousness, Chen Yi couldn't help himself any longer and hugged her and said:
"I like it, I like it. Female brothers are the best. They can be arm in arm with each other or with each other."

Min Ning felt dizzy and felt that Chen Yi's reaction was different from what he expected.

But what was the difference? She thought about it carefully, but couldn't think of it. It was just that Chen Yi hugged her, hugged her tightly, which made her very uncomfortable.

My heart was beating so fast, too fast.

The breeze blew on his face, and Min Ning sobered up a little. He pushed Chen Yi away with force:
"Don't, don't take advantage of me...you drunkard!"

"I'm a drunkard, I'm a drunkard." Chen Yi said with a smile.

Min Ning walked unsteadily, having lost almost half of her consciousness. She didn't know where she was going, but she just kept walking.

Then, Min Ning tripped over something and fell to the ground with a thud.

Chen Yi hurried over and saw Min Ning raising his face and muttering:
"Shit...I fell."

Chen Yi stopped laughing, quickly helped the stubborn woman up, and said softly:
"I'm really drunk."

"Not drunk, not drunk, you are the one who is drunk."

"Who fell just now?"

Min Ning hesitated for a while, then turned his head away and said, "You."

"Okay, okay, I fell down. I was drunk."

Chen Yi coaxed her softly, supporting her body and walking towards the tent step by step.

He lifted the curtain, brought Min Ning to the bed and gently put her down. As soon as her slightly thin back touched the bed board, she bounced up and grabbed Chen Yi's collar directly.

Min Ning seemed to be more sober, and said:

"You didn't fall at all, you're lying!"

Chen Yi was speechless for a moment and could only try his best to hold back his laughter.

Even if the girl you like is unreasonable, you will like her even more.

"Why are you lying?" Min Ning, blushing, insisted, "It was obviously me who fell."

Chen Yi said seriously: "I didn't lie, you didn't fall."

"Why didn't you fall?" Seeing how confident he was, Min Ning was puzzled.

Chen Yi looked at her, his eyes gentle and he said, "In my eyes, you didn't fall."

"Humph, beauty is in the eyes of the beholder!"

Min Ning's expression was rare, half angry and half coquettish. It was so rare for her who had always acted so freely and carefree. Chen Yi's heart skipped a beat and his heart swelled.

In the darkness, Min Ning sensed something and said angrily:
"You have no shame! You are going to bully the prince and princess again..."

Chen Yi patted her back gently and said softly:
"No, I'll accompany you, I'll accompany you."

"Stay with me..." Min Ning repeated in a low voice.

She slowly lay down, exhausted after a long day. She closed her eyes and muttered:

"Don't leave, just stay with me."

"Accompany you."

"Um…"

She responded in a daze, and her heroic phoenix eyes closed, becoming a straight line in the night, and together with the lying cicada, they became an eight-sided Han sword.

Chen Yi looked at her gently for a while, lowered his head, and kissed her cheek. After the kiss, Chen Yi left a sword intent, then stood up, opened the curtain and left.

Everything is quiet in the night.

There is only the faint chirping of insects.

Min Ning, who should have been fast asleep, had her eyelashes trembling slightly. She slowly opened her eyes and lightly touched the place where the kiss was placed with her fingertips.

She stared at the direction where Chen Yi left, clenched her fists, and didn't make a sound. She just turned sideways, no longer looking outside the tent, and muttered to herself:

"Zhuoyu, why can't I keep him even though I said so many sweet words to him while drunk?"

The remnant soul seemed to be silent and did not answer.

Min Ning pulled the quilt closer to him, without asking for an answer. He just stared at the darkness for a while, then closed his eyes. Since he couldn't beat him anyway, he simply stopped thinking about it.

She doesn’t think about…

That bastard has too many sweethearts.

But besides herself, he was the only one who had ever been in her heart.

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

As soon as Chen Yi opened the curtain and entered the door, the woman in red came up quickly and almost threw herself into his arms.

Holding the soft shoulders of this southern Xinjiang woman, Chen Yi's heart was slightly moved. He leaned over to her ear and said:
"Go inside."

After Zhu E responded, Chen Yi let her go, and she led Chen Yi step by step towards the depths of the tent.

Not long after, they arrived at the bedroom. Zhu E lit a candle and then an oil lamp, illuminating the large bed. She looked at Chen Yi, and recalled the feeling of being slumped together with the prince, and her face blushed.

Chen Yi walked over slowly and put his arms around her waist.

However, Zhu E, who was always anxious, changed his usual behavior and asked, "Sir."

"What's wrong? Aunt Zhu." Compared to the two names "Liaohao" and "Zhu'e", Chen Yi prefers to call her Aunt Zhu like Qin Qingluo.

Roudi carefully moved Chen Yi's hands away, and Zhu E pulled him to sit down.

The candlelight in front illuminates the graceful and lively face of Princess Annan.

She stared at Chen Yi and said suddenly, "What the lord said at the table was all for the prince to hear. It seems that there was not a single word for me."

Chen Yi smiled out of habit when he heard that. Before he could say anything, he saw Zhu E stretched out a finger and put it against his lips.

"That's good." Zhu E said softly.

Chen Yi was a little surprised.

Zhu E faced him, sighed softly, and then said: "At the beginning, Zhu E was like crazy and obsessed. Knowing that the master liked Qing Luo more, I became jealous to the bone. Day and night, I was thinking about competing for favor, holding my belly and thinking about the child...

But later, when I heard from my husband that Qingluo was pregnant, it was like a bucket of cold water was poured down on me, and I gradually came to my senses. "

Chen Yi listened silently without responding.

"Do you remember? Zhu E told you that when we got married, Zhu E and the prince went to the Taoist temple to have their fortunes told. Do you know what the old man said?"

"What did you say?" Chen Yi asked, looking as if he didn't remember clearly.

"Pojun star enters the palace of marriage," Zhu E paused and said softly, "the marriage is in name only."

Her and Qin Qingluo’s current situation just proves this prophecy.

Zhu E just smiled lightly and said:

"At first, we didn't take it seriously, but recently, Zhu'e suddenly remembered this prophecy, and then it dawned on me. Zhu'e and Qingluo are a fake couple in name only, and they are really aunt and niece. Husband and wife can quarrel and make up at the end of the bed, but how can I, as an aunt, quarrel like this?"

After hearing this, Chen Yi seemed to understand Zhu E's mood. He did not blame her or comfort her, but just accompanied her quietly.

Zhu E gently held Chen Yi's hand in his arms and said softly:
"What I said just now is not to say that the Master is not important. The Master is Ming Zun, and the Master is the Master. The most important person in Zhu'e's heart is you, the Master. It's just that... the person second only to you is Qing Luo."

"When she heard what you said, she didn't know whether to cry or laugh." Chen Yi said softly.

Zhu E smiled and sighed, "It doesn't matter whether I should cry or laugh. I have completely realized this today. For many days before, I didn't know my position clearly. I was jealous and fought like crazy, but in the end... I was the only one who got the smile. What's the point?"

Chen Yi had something in mind, but he didn't say it out loud. He just listened to her words quietly.

"No matter what, I watched her grow up. She is a niece, a sister, and a daughter. When I heard that she was pregnant with the official's child, I understood everything."

This princess, who was born in southern Xinjiang and liked to wear red clothes, always had a scale in her heart with weights on it. As the Holy Maiden of the Demon Cult, Ming Zun would naturally not put her on the scale, and Qin Qingluo would not be put in originally. But after Chen Yi appeared, things became different. She was nearly thirty years old, which was exactly the age when a Miao girl had the most passionate emotions in her life. Chen Yi's favor made her lose her mind and put both herself and Qin Qingluo on the scale, constantly swaying and suffering from it.

But she thought it through and let Qin Qingluo down from the scale. Perhaps Qin Qingluo's pregnancy was the last straw that broke the camel's back, or perhaps the guilt she had always felt towards Qin Qingluo weighed her down more and more, or perhaps it was Chen Yi's gentle words in Jin Ya Pavilion that brought her back to her senses.

All in all, Zhu E was no longer entangled, and was unwilling to suffer any more. Chen Yi saw it, and he could naturally try to sow discord between them for a while, and the Holy Maiden of the Demon Cult would certainly not be able to bear it, but he didn't, because he could see Zhu E's sincerity.

Chen Yi didn't dwell on these words, he stroked her cheek and said, "So beautiful."

It seemed that Zhu'e was drunk, his face turned red, and he whispered: "Zhu'e is almost thirty years old, and I won't be pretty for many more years."

After hearing this, Chen Yi said with a little dissatisfaction: "Why don't you practice the art of longevity and youth preservation?"

"The body is nothing but a cage. Early death is liberation. Why bother cultivating immortality?" The Saintess of the Demon Cult said as a matter of course.

"Then the doctrine needs to be changed. You need to practice the art of longevity and youth preservation." Chen Yi said very casually.

Chen Yi did not take the teachings of the Demon Cult to heart.

As far as he was concerned, whether he could become a Mingzun or not, the teachings of the Demon Cult had to be abandoned. As for those believers, whether they continued to believe in it or not, it had nothing to do with him.

Simply put, he had to cut ties with the evil cult that killed people without blinking an eye.

Zhu E did not hesitate at all and immediately took these words as her guideline. She said, "Then I will think about it later."

"There's no need to rush. At worst, when I have achieved success in my cultivation, I will teach you the art of longevity and youth preservation." Chen Yi said leisurely.

Zhu E seemed to understand Chen Yi's thoughts, and after thinking for a while, he asked:

"When you return to your position, how will you deal with the people of the Holy Church?"

"I don't have to deal with them," Chen Yi paused, "They have to deal with themselves."

Zhu E had no objection, but was just curious, so he continued to ask:
"But what should we, the four saint ladies, do?"

"Hey, I love dealing with the saint the most." Chen Yi said with a smile.

"But... those two saints are both over sixty years old." Zhu E hesitated.

“…Forget it then.”

Chen Yi wasn't that hungry yet.

Zhu E continued to talk about the Demon Cult, saying, "There is now a Saint of Wisdom at the main temple, and another Saint of Power is in seclusion. Her whereabouts cannot be found for the time being. The scriptures state that when the four Saints gather at the main temple, the day of the Ming Zun's advent is approaching."

Chen Yi listened and understood that no matter what, he would have to take Yin Tingxue to southern Xinjiang one day.

However, this matter is not urgent for the time being and is quite far away from now.

The candlelight flickered, and much of what needed to be said had already been said.

Chen Yi stared straight at Zhu E.

I am also looking back.

This is the last night.

"Sir, I want to have some surprises."

Zhu E took out a piece of dough from his arms, and it was "Qin Qingluo".

Chen Yi was moving his lips closer to reject her with a kiss, but at this moment, Zhu E suddenly pressed his chest, his whole body felt like it was on fire, and he murmured:
"It hurts...Qingluo!"

(End of this chapter)