My enemies became my companions

Chapter 351 I Miss Him (Three in One)

Outside the underworld, Prince Jing’s Mansion.

One day on earth is one year underground. For Chen Yi, more than twenty days have passed, but for Prince Jing's Mansion, it was just a hint of dawn in the sky.

The king's eldest son Yin Xing is missing.

The news was spread by the wet nurse who was taking care of the king's eldest son, and then spread to some talkative servants. As time went by, it finally reached the ears of King Jing.

"Brother Xing is missing?"

King Jing's old brows were deeply furrowed, his fingertips rubbing his cloud-woven robe nervously, his face looking puzzled and gloomy.

The princess came over slowly, holding a tea bowl, and said in a soothing voice:

"I'm afraid he went out to play somewhere."

King Jing's brows were still furrowed, and he murmured:

"It's different. It doesn't feel like I've been having fun somewhere."

The princess looked normal, as if she didn't care too much, and in King Jing's eyes, apart from confusion, there was not much worry.

King Jing, who had only slept for a short time that night, took the tea from the princess and sipped it slowly. After thinking for a while, he slowly said:

"Send someone to look for it. If they can't find it within an hour, then they can say they have found it."

There seems to be a contradiction in this statement.

But King Jing spoke as if it was a matter of course, as if Yin Xing's disappearance was not a big deal and there was no need for the palace to make such a fuss about it.

Facing King Jing's words, the princess did not show any sign of anxiety. She just nodded slightly and said nothing more:
"Your Majesty, are you worried that someone might be plotting something bad?"

"If he got lost on his own, it would be fine, but if it was done by someone else, then everyone in the palace should be more alert.

Besides, it's just a paper figure. The soul is still there, just replace it with a paper body."

King Jing was drinking tea from the cup, then he suddenly thought of someone and asked:
"Could it be that the man surnamed Chen is up to something?"

The princess then frowned and kept reminding:
"He is your son-in-law."

"It is easy to change a country, but difficult to change one's nature." When King Jing mentioned Chen Yi, he became angry and snorted coldly, "I'm afraid he hides his hatred too deeply... Hey! Why did my tea bowl fall?"

It would have been better if King Jing didn't snort coldly. Instead, he shuddered and the tea bowl fell to the ground, breaking into pieces.

Fragments flew up and scraped King Jing's fingertips, leaving a tiny wound.

"Ah! Tsk."

King Jing took a breath, looked at the blood on his fingertips, and then sucked it.

"Hey, hey! Wipe it clean, why are you licking it?"

Seeing this, the princess took out a handkerchief from her bosom, walked up quickly, and grabbed King Jing's hand without saying anything. While wiping the blood off it, she complained:

"Like a child."

King Jing did not say anything, nor did he refute. At this time, he was thinking about Yin Weiying's matter in his mind, and he didn't know what happened to his eldest daughter who was devoted to practicing Taoism.

"I don't know what Wei Ying was thinking. She actually chose this person as her Taoist partner." King Jing muttered to himself. He felt uneasy in his heart and said, "I don't know where she will go in the future."

"She went to become an immortal." The princess replied casually, "She went to become an immortal with her man."

King Jing's face turned cold, and he said in a cold voice: "If one person succeeds, the whole family will benefit!"

"Well," the princess said half-heartedly, "you are a chicken and a dog."

King Jing was furious when he heard this: "Then I will not ascend to heaven."

"Chickens and dogs are worse than this."

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In the Chen family's yard.

The eaves of the ten-foot-high house were piled with snow. At this moment, the sky was pale as if it were silver tiles, glittering and shining. There was also some snow in front of the door, but not much. It was impossible to make a snowman. There was only a thin layer, and at most you could roll some snowballs.

Min Ming has been here for some time. Early in the morning, after washing up, she went out with a broom. When she was about to sweep the snow in the yard, she turned around and saw a small figure sitting on the doorstep.

There was a shadow on the girl's face, which looked a little dark from this angle. She yawned slightly, looked at Min Ming, and blinked.

Min Ming saw the girl, and the girl also saw her.

The sunlight fell on her voluptuous figure, outlining a hazy outline and a furry glow.

The overlapping mountains did not look like the scenery of the human world. Yin Tingxue blinked again. It turned out that this was the innate breastfeeding holy body mentioned by Chen Yi.

Noticing the girl's gaze, Min Ming blushed for a moment and turned slightly.

She thought for a while and asked softly, "Why is the Second Madam sitting here?"

Since you have become a maid, you have to look like one. Min Ming has seen all kinds of things in the brothel, so her adaptability is not bad. What's more, she has been managing the Min family for many years. She quickly adapted to the life here and even respectfully called her the Second Madam.

Yin Tingxue scratched her cheek, still a little uncomfortable with Min Ming calling her the Second Madam.

But Min Ming had to be very polite, otherwise it would be bad if Chen Yi didn't like it, so Yin Tingxue still responded: "Yeah."

A girl is still a girl, and even if she has been married for a long time, she has never considered herself a lady.

The past seems to have gradually become a shallow scar. Although it is still there, it is just there.

"Second Madam..."

Yin Tingxue muttered.

If you think about it carefully, this name is getting weirder and weirder.

Let’s not discuss whether I am Chen Yi’s wife or not.

Even if it really counts, she shouldn't be the second wife.

Although Master Zhou had that intention with him, she was the first to come.

Logically speaking,
She should be the eldest lady.

She felt funny for no reason. Did she manage to intercept Master Zhou this time?

This is not gloating...

I'm really not gloating...

The more Yin Tingxue thought about it, the more her lips curled up. She felt that she had no intention of gloating, but it was just very funny, especially when she thought about how Master Zhou would look when he found out about this.

How angry would that be?
Just as he was thinking this, Min Ming called out to the other side, "Madam."

Yin Tingxue shivered slightly and shuddered.

Seeing the one-armed woman slowly approaching from the corner of his eye, Yin Tingxue restrained the expression on his face, tried to look far away, and put on a sad face.

Zhou Yitang glanced at Min Ming and said, "No need to call me that."

Min Ming nodded, understanding that she meant "no need" rather than "don't want".

After Zhou Yitang said this, he glanced at Yin Tingxue.

The little fox tried to look innocent, looked into the distance, and tried to keep his mind as empty as possible so as not to be noticed.

There was a hint of pale sky on the horizon, with a hint of yellow and a hint of flesh color. Yin Tingxue just stared at it.

As soon as her mind was empty, many distracting thoughts flashed through her mind. That hint of paleness made her inexplicably think of Chen Yi, as if he was looming in her mind.

Realizing this, she shyly rejected it, but after thinking about it, she realized that it was nothing. It was normal for a woman to miss her husband no matter what.

She thought about it, looking at the pale spot, which seemed to be pushed farther and farther away, and his figure seemed to be pushed farther and farther away as well.

Yin Tingxue was stunned for a moment. She knew clearly that Chen Yi had not been gone for long, but she was still a little panicked.

"what happened to you?"

She heard a voice in her ear, and when she came to her senses, she slapped her face, and saw Zhou Yitang staring at her.

Yin Tingxue shook her head at first, but didn't dare to lie, so she nodded.

"I feel like he went to a very far place..."

Yin Tingxue paused for a moment and then said:
"…Why do I miss him a little bit?"

When she said this, she paused and hesitated.

It's not because she doesn't want to think about him,
But she found that she actually started to miss him...

How... How tangled...

It's embarrassing to talk about this in front of Master Zhou.

The cool breeze in the early morning blew past, stinging her neck. She shrank all over and pulled her thick clothes closer. Min Ming looked at her and felt that the Second Madam was like a red fox with its head popping out of the snow.

When the scene in front of Chen Yi became clear, he no longer knew where he was.

strangeness,

The scene before me was extremely unfamiliar.

It was pitch black.

The sticky darkness pressed down on his face and swallowed up all his vision.

Chen Yi's face turned slightly pale.

Not because he was swallowed into Chaos.

But it was because the nun's white moon was sitting on his face.

He reached out and touched it gently.

Round and tender.

Chen Yi pushed it open.

The graceful body fell onto the pile of paper dolls in an instant, and she uttered a dazed moan. Concubine Dong was already half-conscious, with a blush spreading across her cheeks and a slight gasp between her breaths.

Chen Yi stood up from the pile of paper dolls, glanced at Concubine Dong, and confirmed that it was only two hours from the time she fell into coma to the time she woke up.

Judging from his own and Qin Qingluo's experience, the medicinal effect of Yuchun Paste will penetrate into the bone marrow and reach its peak after three hours.

Chen Yi looked around the surrounding environment.

It looked like an inconspicuous and dilapidated temple. There was only a statue of Guanyin in the temple, and it was severely damaged with a deep crack.

Looking up, one can see large broken holes. It is as if they were thrown down, breaking through the roof tiles and falling here. The ground is covered with a thick layer of dust, and the floating dust is glowing with a fluffy light, as if no one has visited here for a long time. A closer look reveals that the lotus platform of the Guanyin statue is coated with a subtle golden glow.

It has been a long time since anyone has visited this dilapidated temple.

Chen Yi pressed his head and recalled the last scene he saw before rushing into the chaos.

Yin Weiying's dark blue Nascent Soul passed in front of him and was pulled into the chaos.

And at that time, somehow, the Nascent Soul was extremely similar to the ghost woman seen before!
In addition to using the Sky Eye to see this secret realm, seeing the ghost woman was also one of the reasons why Chen Yi jumped into the chaos.

"What on earth is going on?"

Chen Yi couldn't help but mutter.

When the ghost girl passed away, he felt a vague sense of bitterness that he couldn't explain. Could it be because the ghost girl was Yin Weiying's Nascent Soul? !

After looking around the temple, Chen Yi walked back and saw the scattered paper figures all over the ground. His brows frowned slightly, he pondered for a long time, and finally sighed.

“…Luan Huang.” He muttered her name.

If Yin Weiying had not protected them with paper figures, they would not have ended up here, and even if they had, they would have been missing limbs.

Chen Yi meditated on the spot, then looked inside himself, everything was fine, the reversal of chaos had failed, his fourth-grade martial arts skills and the golden elixir as small as a mustard seed were still there.

He closed his eyes and silently recited the spell to open his third eye. Then he made a hand gesture and felt the sword intent he had left on Yin Weiying.

The sword intent is still there, and it is calm and peaceful.

It seems that nothing happened to her.

Chen Yi took a deep breath and had to find a way to go back.

At this moment, he recalled the scene before entering the chaos.
The Nascent Soul suddenly separated from them and dissipated in the vortex.

And... we need to find the Nascent Soul that was caught in the chaos...

There was a stone stuck in his heart, and Chen Yi wanted to find it.

He stood up and was about to leave the temple to look around.

"Um... uh... don't..."

A faint moan sounded in his ears. Chen Yi turned around and saw that the monk Jueyin had a red face and blurry eyes, as if he had just woken up. His black hair was disheveled like a wide bed, and the "Avalokitesvara Sutra" tied to his hair fell into the pile of paper figures.

It was the first time that Chen Yi saw such thick and beautiful hair.

Not only can it become a silk pillow, but it can also be transformed into a quilt, which is large enough to wrap up a person completely.

Recalling the time she sat on my face...

Ok,
Korean women often have beautiful hair.

Even though she was wearing thick clothes, they were close enough to each other that there was a furry Mosuo feeling through the clothes.

Not to mention her stunning beauty.

Concubine Dong woke up slowly, met Chen Yi's gaze, and her face seemed to turn even redder.

"Are you okay?" Chen Yi asked.

“…No problem.”

After Concubine Dong responded.

Chen Yi turned around and walked out of the temple directly.

"..."

Seeing his figure disappear, Concubine Dong, with a strange blush on her cheeks, said anxiously: "Donor, please stay!"

Chen Yi stopped but did not turn back and said:

"It will take another hour for the drug to penetrate into the bone marrow. With your fourth-grade realm, you can still suppress it for a while. Let me first confirm the danger of this place."

What he said made sense, but Concubine Dong's eyes were deep.

Is there any mention of antidote in these words? !

As her thoughts drifted away, Concubine Dong had already touched the sword at her waist, and her inky black hair began to surge in the dark.

Chen Yi raised his fingertips slightly, with the three middle fingers extended and the remaining two fingers slightly clasped, and his arm bent.

In silence, Concubine Dong's sudden thoughts were blocked.

Concubine Dong took her five fingers off her sword, opened her red lips slightly, and said with an unnatural breath: "I hope you can... detoxify me as promised."

Chen Yi responded calmly: "I know my limits."

After saying that, he stepped out of the temple.

Although Chen Yi is lustful, he is not that casual. What's more, this woman's origins are unknown. All he knows is that she calls herself Lawyer Jueyin, and he doesn't know any other details about her.

The reason why Yuchun ointment was used at that time was that apart from Yuchun ointment, there was no other way to restrain a fourth-rank warrior.

Ultimately, it’s because I haven’t learned enough Taoism.

Yin Weiying was not wrong on this point.

After Chen Yi disappeared outside the temple...

Concubine Dong slowly took out the paper figure from her arms.

With a gentle blow, another Concubine Dong with long hair like a waterfall appeared in the temple.

Concubine Dong tapped lightly with her jade fingers.

Then, its cheeks flushed a similar red, and its legs were stuck together, almost fitting perfectly.

The blush on Concubine Dong's face gradually faded away, and she chanted the Avalokitesvara mantra to suppress the desire that was surging like a carp.

The desire has been transferred to this paper doll that looks exactly like the original person, and this kind of paper doll made according to the original person's birth date is always used up and one less.

Even so, this can only alleviate the symptoms, but cannot solve the spring poison from the root.

Concubine Dong secretly thought that she would find a way to get the antidote.

But what if there is no antidote?

"He has a way to get the Yuchun ointment, so how could he not have an antidote? Moreover, he is a member of the palace and is highly regarded by the Queen Mother."

Concubine Dong talked to herself, and then couldn't help muttering:
"Besides, he dares to ask for a nun. Isn't he afraid of retribution?"

There is cause and effect in everything, one thing leads to another.

If he dares to ask for a nun today, what will he dare to ask for tomorrow? The Queen Mother Dayu?
Thinking of this, Concubine Dong calmed down. She looked back and saw that the paper man was shrinking smaller and smaller, and finally turned into a thin piece of paper and fell back into the ground.

Chen Yi wandered around. This dilapidated temple was connected to the outside world by a path. The stone bricks on the path were still there without too many gaps or wear. Outside the temple was a continuous bamboo forest. Looking up, he could see... the sunlight.

Can the underworld see the sunlight?

After staying in the underworld for nearly twenty days, Chen Yi was really not used to the sunlight shining on his skin. He felt that the evil spirit in his body was dispelled a lot in an instant.

When she turned around and went back to the dilapidated temple, although Concubine Dong's face was still as beautiful as a peach, it seemed to have lost some of its blush.

“…What’s the situation?” Concubine Dong asked slowly.

Chen Yi took in her expression and said calmly, "This may be a secret place somewhere."

The underworld is located underground. Even if they were swallowed by chaos, the sunlight they saw could not be real sunlight, but more like some kind of deep secret realm.

Concubine Dong held up her chin with her jade finger, thought for a moment and said:

"That's true, but it's impossible that you are dead?"

"..." Chen Yi said coldly: "If you and I were already dead, it would be a suicide for love."

Concubine Dong's cheeks flushed, and she responded calmly after a while:
"Entering Nirvana, the topic of life and death is just a common thing, what's the problem with this?"

"There is a problem." Chen Yi said seriously: "It's a big problem."

"Oh?" Concubine Dong leaned forward slightly and said loudly, "I think the donor has his own Zen philosophy."

"Because I don't want to commit suicide with a nun."

After these words were spoken, Concubine Dong's face turned slightly cold.

I thought he had something to say, but I didn't expect that his words were so vulgar.

She felt secretly hurt for a moment, saying that she didn't want to commit suicide for love, but in the end she still became a nun's lover and was bullied by the nun. How humiliating!

Having stayed in the palace for many years, Concubine Dong has always been aware of that woman's tactics, so at this moment she did not argue with Chen Yi.

Being sent as tribute to the Dayu Palace by her homeland, it was natural that she had no choice. Now the palace has announced the arrangements and there is an old lady named Wuming in charge. The plan for the Huangyue Temple cannot be exposed yet, so she dare not disobey, even though she has never met Chen Yi before. But in the final analysis, even if the news that Chen Qianhu is her lover gets out, it will not tarnish her reputation. Anyway, Goryeo women have a bad reputation. Concubine Dong doesn't care much and just follows orders.

Being obsessed with beauty is a lowly thing.

Concubine Dong stood up slowly, her steps were slightly unsteady, but she was still standing, but there was still a slight stickiness between her thighs.

Chen Yi casually pulled out a veiled hat and threw it over.

Concubine Dong took it in her hand, not knowing what it meant.

"Wear it so you won't be noticed."

Without saying anything, Chen Yi took out a similar hat from his arms.

Concubine Dong touched the edge of her hat, then curled her lips and smiled. The hat on her head just happened to cover the unintentional blush on her cheeks.

She half lifted her veil and glanced at Chen Yi charmingly. Her glance was as gentle and unintentional as water, like the ringing of the morning bell in the Buddhist temple stirred by the breeze.

Behind her is the statue of Guanyin Bodhisattva without a face.

But Chen Yi looked away and put his hat close.

This long-haired nun of unknown origin always gave him the impression of being very secretive, and now that she had temporarily suppressed the effect of the Yuchun Paste, it meant that perhaps the leverage he had over her was no longer valid.

What's more, there are three types of people you should avoid messing with when traveling in the world: monks, Taoists, and women.

This lawyer Jueyin happened to have two of these things. In other words, he could only offend one third of them, and the other two thirds of the places could not be explored.

Before leaving, Chen Yi thought for a moment, then waved his hand to gather all the paper people on the ground.

Even though they had all turned into waste paper, Chen Yi somehow still wanted to collect them all.

The two of them walked out of the temple and walked along the stone road, one in front and one behind.

The place is shaded by grass and trees, with no dead branches or fallen leaves anywhere, creating a scene full of spring.

But the real season should be the cold winter in the twelfth lunar month.

After walking a few steps, I vaguely heard the sound of laughter.

There seems to be someone on the road in the distance.

Just as they were walking up an uphill road, they saw two women walking slowly down from above. They had graceful figures and fragmented sunlight reflected between their long skirts.

Chen Yi happened to look up.

Then I saw a familiar face, with a thin appearance, and a hint of sorrow between her brows, which came from living in seclusion for a long time. But even so, she was still impeccably beautiful.

Why is she here?

Chen Yi's gaze paused.

At this time, the young lady from the Lin family also saw him, and she walked towards him quickly with light steps.

Chen Yi's hand secretly placed on the hilt of the knife.

But she came slowly, put her hands flat on her stomach, and called softly:
"Husband."

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(End of this chapter)