My enemies became my companions

Chapter 321 Can She Be a Girlfriend Too? (Additional Two-in-One)

"Are you really not a paper man?"

Yin Weiying was startled, then blinked in confusion.

Chen Yi stared at her for a long time, silently reciting the mantra of opening the third eye taught by Zhou Yitang.

The Heavenly Eye suddenly opened, and golden light appeared in the cave. Chen Yi stared straight at Yin Weiying.

However, nothing changed...

Seeing him staring at her, the nun got goose bumps all over her body and couldn't help but say:

"What...what are you doing?"

Chen Yi frowned, pressed his eyelids, and shook his head:

"nothing."

He asked this question suddenly just now because he wanted to make Yin Weiying's guard fall so that his divine eye could see something.

But the problem is, nothing can be seen.

The reason for testing her in this way was that when Yin Weiying stayed overnight, she mentioned that what she was best at was making paper figures. So Chen Yi began to suspect whether Yin Weiying was possibly made of paper figures, but just a more spiritual paper figure.

Chen Yi pressed his forehead and ruled out this possibility.

No matter how you look at it, Yin Weiying...is not a paper figure, and certainly not fake.

Besides, where in the world can you find such a paper figure that is so tender and soft as water?
It's good that it's not fake...

Chen Yi let out a breath.

No matter what, he didn't want Yin Weiying to be fake. After so long, he had some feelings for this female crown prince.

But...even though the possibility has been ruled out, the question still remains unanswered.

Chen Yi still couldn't figure out why Yin Weiying didn't exist in his previous life...

"Hey, what's wrong with you?"

Seeing that Chen Yi didn't make a sound for a long time, Yin Weiying leaned forward and asked.

Chen Yi suddenly grabbed Yin Weiying's hand.

Being suddenly grabbed like this, the nun's delicate body trembled slightly, but she still calmed down. She didn't know what Chen Yi was going to do next. Her eyes moved around and she didn't look at him.

The direct attack just now had no effect. Chen Yi pondered for a moment and then said indirectly:
"What are you going to do when you get to Prince Jing's mansion?"

Yin Weiying raised his eyes and looked at him suddenly. After a while, he sighed and said:
"How dare I make my own plans? It all depends on you. If you insist on asking, then the best option is to keep a distance from me. The worst option is... you can be my cauldron."

"Oh?"

Hearing Chen Yi's drawn-out words, Yin Weiying's hair stood on end, and he gritted his teeth and said:
“It’s just in the eyes of outsiders, and it’s a bad option. We will never resort to the bad option.

Moreover, in the eyes of outsiders, the Taihua Goddess of this generation is so otherworldly and untouchable, but she is secretly making a cauldron in your yard. Isn't this... very pleasing to you?"

After hearing this, Chen Yi smiled slightly and said, "That's true."

Yin Weiying let out a long sigh, suppressed some of the fear in his eyes, and said in a clear voice:

"In that case, you and I will act accordingly. In front of others, you and I will have nothing to do with each other."

Chen Yi turned his head away. He had already promised her, and this was also reasonable, so he did not feel unhappy when he heard these words.

The nun lowered her head, leaned forward slightly, and looked at Chen Yi's face carefully.

When Chen Yi turned around, she looked away again.

Chen Yi asked: "Are you worried?"

"How can I not be worried?" Yin Weiying paused and said sentimentally, "With our relationship, what does it matter?"

Chen Yi frowned slightly, and understood her secret demands and desires, even if she didn't say it openly, even if she herself didn't know what she was thinking.

This woman is always unsatisfied, and because of her dissatisfaction, she won't turn back until she hits the wall.

With no hope of becoming an immortal, Yin Weiying finally regretted his decision...

After repeated setbacks, she finally learned to be content.

It's not that Chen Yi doesn't want her to return home.
But he also knew that this confused woman always liked to push for more.

However, seeing her sad look, Chen Yi was still fascinated by her.

In the eyes of others, she would definitely not be as sad as she is now, but the extraordinary and beautiful Taihua Goddess who is indifferent to all emotions.

This look belongs only to this yard, only to her Wuming.

In a flash of thought, dissatisfaction turned into a little tenderness. Chen Yi held her hand in front of him and promised comfortingly:
“Don’t worry, others only know you as the Goddess of Taihua.

Even if your father finds out about this, I have a way to turn the danger into safety."

Hearing his gentle words of assurance, Yin Weiying's tense body softened a little, and her tender hand felt hot in Chen Yi's hand. She hummed, lowered her head, and let Chen Yi hold her close to her.

Yin Weiying rested her chin gently on Chen Yi's shoulder, her face calm and silent, looking as docile as a little bird.

But she felt secretly proud in her heart.

Can she... also be a girlfriend?

She turned up her nose.

There is hope of becoming an immortal!
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The 28th day of the twelfth lunar month is King Jing's birthday, so poetry competitions are held at this time every year. The purpose is to entertain guests from all over the world to celebrate his birthday, and to find a famous poem among literati.

To this end, everyone in Prince Jing's mansion was busy. Many preparations had begun as early as the end of the poetry meeting last year. In the kitchen of the palace alone, there were 30 kilograms of deer tendons collected from various large farms, 6 pairs of live pheasants, 20 kilograms of antlers, 50 roe deer, 10 stone of jade rouge rice, etc. The guest rooms in the outer courtyard of the palace were also equipped with incense burners and wolf-hair brushes, waiting for the literati who could not sleep at night and suddenly got inspiration to write poems that would be passed down through the ages.

In addition to entertaining the visiting guests, the servants in the mansion can also share a share of the pie. The Jing Palace is famous for its magnanimity and generosity. Of course, this is because of maintaining its image, but it is undeniable that neither the King Jing nor the Princess are the kind of people who care about material things. What's more, on such a happy day, everyone deserves a reward!

In addition to the reward of three taels of silver given to each person, the stewards, nannies, personal servants and others who had worked hard in the palace would be given a jar of the finest Huadiao wine from the wine cellar. And the sensible servants would divide it up that night, one way being to show their gratitude to the prince, and the other to win over the subordinates - if someone does them a drop of kindness today, they should repay him with a spring tomorrow.

Due to the reasons mentioned above, the entire Jingwang Mansion was busy in full swing, and even Jingwang was not idle. The reason why he was not idle was that he was worried about the "distinguished guests" of the next poetry meeting.

The messenger reported back that the thorn in the side of Prince Jing's palace had really accepted the invitation and was most likely going to attend the poetry reading.

The princess also learned about this.

The princess looked at King Jing who was sitting on the main throne in the hall and asked for confirmation:

"But Captain Chen... is he really coming?"

King Jing exhaled disdainfully and continued:
"What kind of poetry can such a vulgar person understand? He is just joining in the fun."

"You can't say that. You are a guest."

"It would be better if this person didn't come." He felt annoyed. He was the one who sent out the invitation, but when he learned that this person would really come, King Jing couldn't help but feel a little depressed. After all, he was an enemy. Your enemy walked into the house in a swagger to celebrate your birthday. Wouldn't you feel embarrassed at all?
The princess stepped forward and pressed the wrinkles between his brows, then changed the subject:
"Speaking of the rumors about Wei Ying and him, how can we verify it?"

King Jing didn't understand for a moment and asked:

"What do you mean by a test?"

As a woman, the princess seemed to have a lot of experience with this kind of thing, and as a mother she was even more sensitive. She slowly explained:
"Your Highness, think about it. Wei Ying must know the hatred between Prince Jing's Mansion and that person. If the two of them really have a private relationship, they will definitely be concerned about us and stay away from each other."

The princess' words made King Jing understand. He nodded repeatedly and said:

"That... makes perfect sense, but looking at it this way, it seems like there won't be any results no matter how hard we try."

"That's wrong," the princess seemed to have had an idea in mind, and said leisurely, "If we test it openly, of course there will be no result, but if we play hard to get..."

King Jing couldn't help but ask, "Why are you playing hard to get?"

"First, spread the news that the people in Prince Jing's mansion are suffering from the lack of a son and are heartbroken about the marriage of their eldest daughter. Then, have someone spread the news that although the prince and this Captain Chen have an old grudge, he often marvels at him at night as a remarkable man... In short, we pretend to be a matchmaker, and then we will definitely get the result."

After hearing the princess's series of words, King Jing suddenly realized and exclaimed:
"I see, ma'am, that's a brilliant idea."

King Jing, who had no ideas just now, suddenly had an epiphany and had a lot more ideas.

So, the couple took advantage of Yin Weiying's absence to discuss the matter privately.

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As soon as the 28th day of the twelfth lunar month arrived, the gate of Prince Jing's Mansion was thrown open, and the avenue outside the gate was packed with high-ranking officials, talented scholars, and beautiful women in luxurious carriages, making it impossible to get through the palace. As soon as you entered the door, you could see the magnificence of the palace, with rockery pavilions, exotic flowers and plants, and the stone lamps on both sides were all lit, illuminating the road with a golden glow.

As one of the richest mansions in the capital, Prince Jing's Mansion is second only to the sealed-off Prince Xiang's Mansion in terms of luxury. Pavilions on flat ground can be seen everywhere, and their pillars all have golden nanmu wood. The square building in the shape of a mouth is used to entertain scholars and writers. It looks like a pavilion but is not a pavilion, and like a building but is not a building. On the central plaque are hung the three characters "Fenggu Hall", and on the doorplates on both sides are engraved with "Worry about the world before you worry about yourself, and be happy about the world after you are happy about yourself".

The words were painted with expensive gold lacquer.

As Chen Yi walked towards the palace, he held Yin Tingxue's hand and kept her by his side at all times to prevent others from crowding her or touching her. The girl was wearing a veil, had a slightly simple hairstyle, and had some makeup on her face. Ordinary people would not recognize that the family member Chen Yi brought with him was none other than Yin Tingxue, the daughter of King Xiang.

When the guests saw that it was Chen Yi who had recently gained fame, they basically made way for him. The reason was that it was rumored that Chen Yi had a long-standing grudge against the Jing Palace. Logically, this person should not have been invited, and even if he was invited, he should not have come. Who knew the twists and turns? The guests who could attend the party were not stupid. Since they did not know the reason, they had to avoid getting into trouble.

After crossing the threshold of the palace, Yin Tingxue looked around the mansion. It was not much different from the Prince Jing's Palace in her memory. The scenery was still the same and the people were still the same.

It is a world of difference compared to the Prince Xiang's Mansion where everything and the people have changed.

The sentimental girl wrinkled her nose, but she finally came out and wanted to be happy, so she let out a breath and calmed herself down.

Chen Yi gently touched the back of her head.

In fact, if possible, Chen Yi wanted to take Yin Tingxue to live in Prince Xiang's Mansion. The mansion is still vacant, waiting for the Queen Mother's reward.

But looking at the current situation, it is really too difficult.

Not long after entering the palace, Chen Yi and Yin Tingxue went to the hall to celebrate the birthday, but they did not bring any birthday gifts.

When the eunuch servant who was collecting gifts at the door presented his gifts empty-handed, Chen Yi casually put in one or two taels of silver. When the eunuch put the silver into his pocket very skillfully, he presented his hand again.

Chen Yi looked at him steadily for a while.

The eunuch servant pushed his hand forward and indicated with his eyes that he should hand over the birthday gift.

Chen Yi took out another tael of silver from his pocket and put it in the eunuch servant's hand.

The eunuch servant looked at Chen Yi in confusion, then put the silver into his pocket again with ease.

Chen Yi frowned and put one or two taels of silver into the eunuch servant's hand for the third time.

"Oh, that's enough, just say it for the sake of your expression..."

The eunuch servant refused repeatedly, but reluctantly took the two pieces of silver into his arms and continued:
"Sir, where is the birthday gift?"

Chen Yi casually said, "I didn't bring any, just three taels of silver."

The eunuch servants widened their eyes. They only brought three taels of silver to congratulate King Jing on his birthday. Could they be here to ruin the party?

Seeing this scene, Yin Tingxue burst out laughing.

With her hands covering her mouth and laughing softly, Chen Yi pulled her over the threshold.

After entering the hall, no one greeted him along the way. Chen Yi walked straight to the back and waited for a while before seeing the birthday boy, King Jing, sitting on the main throne.

King Jing also saw him, and his eyes narrowed slightly, hiding a fleeting hostility.

Chen Yi raised his hand and bowed, performed a simple salute, said a blessing, and was about to turn around and leave.

The princess at the side called him over and said,

"I have long heard of Qian Hu's name. Today's poetry gathering is like the finishing touch. We look forward to seeing Chen Qian Hu's masterpiece."

The princess had a gentle attitude and there was nothing wrong with her dealings with others. But when she said "waiting for a masterpiece", even though it was an exaggeration, Chen Yi couldn't help but smile bitterly in his heart.

It’s not that he doesn’t want to be like what he has seen in online articles in the past, where the poet is first teased and looked down upon by playboys at a poetry gathering, and then he casually copies a poem, which immediately alarms the dignitaries who organize the poetry gathering, causing them to sigh and lament: How can there be such uncut gems in the world? But the problem is, in a world where the Tang, Song, Yuan, Ming and Qing dynasties all exist, where are the poems to copy?

Since he couldn't copy poems, he could only rely on himself. Although Chen Yi was not proficient in all of these ancient poems, calligraphy and paintings, he had at least some basic knowledge of them.

So if Chen Yi went to the poetry reading, he would probably just be able to watch other people's performances. If Yin Tingxue hadn't said she wanted to go, and if Yin Weiying hadn't said she wanted to meet his parents, he wouldn't have really planned to go.

"Princess, you overestimate me. What is a masterpiece and what is not?" Chen Yi said.

"Hey, Qianhu is skilled in martial arts and has a handsome appearance. If I say that you can't create a masterpiece, it would be an insult to you, young master."

The princess paused, looked at Chen Yi carefully, nodded continuously, and then said:
"Please wait patiently for a moment, and then we will present you with your writing brush, ink, paper and inkstone."

Chen Yi nodded repeatedly, then pulled Yin Tingxue out of the lobby temporarily.

The princess sat down slowly, looked at Chen Yi's departing back, and said with bright eyes:
"What a handsome young man! He is so young and so handsome."

King Jing held his hand guard, his eyes full of hostility, and said unconvincedly:
"What do you mean by a handsome man? It's obvious that he has talent but no morals. Apart from his appearance, how can he be worthy of Wei Ying? In my opinion, rumors are just rumors."

After hearing these words, the princess couldn't help but shake her head and laugh. Compared to King Jing's resentment, she had thought about more. Now that Chen Yi had come to her house, perhaps it was just to give each other a way out and let all the grudges go. In this case, and this man was rising step by step in his official position, then it would not be a bad choice for Yin Weiying to marry him.

What's more, wasn't King Jing saying that Captain Chen looked very compatible with that girl Wei Ying?

Chen Yi naturally had no idea what the prince and princess were thinking. After they came out from the birthday celebration, some smart guests came up to greet them. These people were all well-known figures in the capital, but Chen Yi had few impressions of them and most of them he had no impression of. At first, he kept replying, but later he just bowed casually.

However, among this group of guests, Chen Yi heard something extraordinary.

"You mean, the prince is interested in choosing a son-in-law?"

Chen Yi asked doubtfully.

"Yes, it's been spreading everywhere. It seems like it started two or three days ago, but not many people believe it. To be honest, I didn't believe it at first, but after you celebrated my birthday, everyone couldn't believe it anymore."

The guest replied.

Chen Yi was confused.

What is going on here?
I’m asking for monthly tickets at the end of the month. There are still tickets available tonight.


(End of this chapter)