My enemies became my companions

Chapter 383 New Year’s Eve

When I first entered the cold palace, of course I heard the usual rejection.

"The Imperial Concubine's cold palace, how dare you barge in?"

"Captain Chen, the Queen Mother certainly values ​​you, but the rules of the royal family cannot be violated..."

"Although I am a foreign woman, I also have a good reputation. I cannot disobey the king's order. If you force me, then this will be the only time..."

"What... three of us together?"

After that, it is time to practice Buddhism.

In the dim candlelight of the cold palace, one could see six slender legs and three pairs of snow-white feet. Their owners were in different postures. Some were kneeling on the bed, some were squatting on the ground, and some were propping up the bed...

Yin lay down several times. Perhaps out of sympathy between the women, the two Yins gradually formed a shameful tacit understanding. Even if the two women did not say it explicitly, they basically took turns to breathe in each other's arms.

This made Concubine Dong standing by feel a little eye-opening.

Although she and Chen Yi had only physical contact once, she was gradually conquered by the Yuchun Cream, while he still had strength left, which shows how young and vigorous this man is.

Fortunately, she still wanted to let him go to Lin Wanheng, so that no one would detoxify her.

I thought no one in the world could subdue such a lustful ghost, but tonight, it was the first time that the long-haired nun saw someone cooperating with her.

The green robe with fire patterns slid down the bed, and her three thousand black hairs were scattered. Chen Yi's back was covered with sweat, and the person in his arms started to read the book as he requested.

She blinked and closed her eyes, as if spring had suddenly appeared.

The candlelight gradually went out, the night fell, and the mountains were locked in darkness. Yin Weiying's face was ruddy and she could no longer speak. Before she could even laugh at the show, she was pulled into his arms.

Concubine Dong's body was propped up by pillows.

For those who want to calm their mind, there is only Buddhism.

Concubine Dong then chanted in a low voice: "Form is emptiness, emptiness is form."

I had so much fun tonight.

It's worth it even if it means fiddling with the relics a few times.

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The cold palace hasn't received so much popularity in a long time.

When Concubine Dong came to her senses, she saw that person sleeping in the middle of the bed. On the left was the daughter of Prince Jing, Yin Weiying, and on the right was her.

And in his arms, there was a delicate girl curled up.

The moonlight poured in through the cracks in the window, dimly visible. The three women were exhausted, breathing heavily one after another.

Sleeping on the same quilt, Chen Yi felt indescribably satisfied.

Yin Weiying looked at the tightly closed window, gathered the quilt, stood up and pushed it open a little. Her three thousand black hair fell like a waterfall. She faced the moonlight, and when viewed from the side, she looked as otherworldly as a fairy from the Moon Palace.

The daughter of the King of Xiang leaned against Chen Yi, glanced at the window and said:
"There are fireworks tonight."

It is New Year after all.

Concubine Dong felt that the girl was still childish. After catching her breath, she smiled and teased:
"There were crackling sounds of firecrackers just now."

The little fox blushed suddenly and buried her face in the quilt.

When Concubine Dong saw this scene, she thought she had said too much and looked at Chen Yi.

Chen Yi smiled and said, “She is thin-skinned and can’t help being bullied.”

Yin Tingxue grumbled, "It's all over, so don't talk about it anymore."

Chen Yi looked down at the hair sticking out from under the quilt and said jokingly, "Just tell me what you want to say, just tell me what you want to say!"

The little fox gathered the quilt tighter around him.

Seeing this scene, Yin Weiying felt sympathetic and thought that she should act like a lady, so she turned sideways and put her hands on Chen Yi's chest.

The nun came closer and said, "Don't bully her."

Chen Yi turned around and glanced at Yin Weiying.

The nun was startled for a moment, but still looked at him.

"Then I'll bully you!"

Chen Yi suddenly stood up, turned over and half pressed the nun under him. Yin Weiying screamed once or twice, and then slapped Chen Yi's shoulders. Chen Yi grabbed her waist with one hand and poked the soft flesh on her waist with the other.

“Okay, okay! Enough…enough! Ah…itchy, itchy!”

Yin Weiying laughed reluctantly, but Chen Yi didn't let her go and wanted to lick her neck and armpits. At this time, a warm body pressed against her back.

The little fox hugged his neck, stuck to his back, and said repeatedly:

"Okay, okay, stop bullying Sister Weiying."

Chen Yi slowly let go of Yin Weiying and said with a smile: "How could I bully her? I was just having fun. She was happy in her heart."

Yin Tingxue asked: "Really?"

"Of course it's true. If you don't believe me, ask her."

Xiao Yin looked at Da Yin, and the nun turned her face away and said:
"fake."

Chen Yi turned his head.

The female crown immediately changed her words:

"real!"

Concubine Dong, who was watching from the sidelines, couldn't hold back and burst out laughing.

After a while of fighting and playing, the bed became quiet again. Chen Yi listened to each other's breathing and felt a warm current flowing through his heart.

Like warmth.

Chen Yi didn't know what to say. He just felt his heart sink. Even though no one was talking, he didn't feel bored. Just being with them was enough to satisfy him. It was a deep satisfaction.

Besides the moonlight through the window, if you raise your eyes a little, you can see the scene inside the palace. Eaves of varying sizes rise and fall among the palaces, covered with frost, shining coldly. Looking further away, the outlines of the mountains look like frozen, thick ink.

It was a cold winter night.

So when the heat from the noisy night in the house gradually dissipates, it's time to light the heater.

"Help me, I can't lift it by myself." Concubine Dong moaned.

Rather than saying that it is difficult to lift, it adds a touch of warmth.

Chen Yi put on his clothes, and together with Concubine Dong, he lifted up a heater weighing more than ten pounds. The long pipe for the smoke was connected to the outside of the window. Both Yin and Yin looked up curiously, holding the bedding.

There was a thick layer of ash on the stove. When Concubine Dong blew, smoke spread. The Yin brothers and the Yin sisters hurriedly huddled on the bed. Chen Yi opened the lid and saw that there was very little space to put charcoal in such a large stove. Most of the spaces around the stove were decorations.

The heater looked like it hadn't been used for a long time.

Come to think of it, deep in the cold palace, without any palace maids to take care of you, it would be very troublesome for you to light the heater alone.

Chen Yi put the charcoal inside. The cold wind blew in from the cracks in the window and door. The bed shivered and asked:
"Is the heater lit?"

"not yet."

"Oh."

There was an "Oh" response from the other end, and Chen Yi glanced to the side, and saw that the elder and younger Yin were leaning against each other, both with their arms hunched.

There was a pile of black charcoal in the stove. Chen Yi struck the flint and with two crackling sounds, the paper scraps and wood chips started to ignite the fire, turning the charcoal red.

Chen Yi fanned the air carefully to protect the charcoal.

"Is the heater lit?"

"not yet."

"Oh." He answered again. The two girls put their faces together for warmth, and looked at each other out of the corner of their eyes as if they were whispering. Outside the window, they could see the moon rising over the banana trees. It turned out that the night of New Year's Eve was so ordinary.

The stove was burning, and when the lid was closed, a faint flame could be seen.

"Have you come to the bed?"

He asked again from the bed.

When Chen Yi heard the voice, his heart warmed and he stood up and left.

Concubine Dong fiddled with the charcoal.

Chen Yi slowly climbed back onto the bed. At this moment, Yin Weiying came closer and took the opportunity to ask in a low voice:

"…How did you hook up with this concubine?"

Even though Concubine Dong pretended to be forced to be humiliated at the beginning, Yin Weiying still noticed something wrong from the subsequent communication.

She had also seen Concubine Dong in the underground palace and knew that she had taken Yuchun Paste at that time.

What happens next...is not hard to imagine.

Chen Yi knew that women were always sensitive about these things, so he did not hide it from her:
"In the secret realm of the underworld."

Yin Weiying frowned and muttered:
"How do you take advantage of every opportunity to hook up with others?"

Chen Yi smiled and said:

"Why not?"

Yin Weiying didn't reply. He half-closed his eyes, sniffed, and smelled the scent of rouge and powder in the air.

The nun recognized it immediately and said, "It's from Xian Su Zhai. It looks like she prepared it long ago."

"Oh?"

"She had already washed herself and put on perfume and powder."

Chen Yi also sniffed it. No wonder he smelled a familiar and fragrant scent on Concubine Dong.

"Do you recognize this scented powder?"

“I used it before I became a monk.”

Chen Yi nodded and chuckled, "This perfume powder is suitable for me, you are right not to use it."

Yin Weiying's eyes dimmed, and he said sullenly, "It's suitable for others, but not for me?"

Chen Yi was stunned for a moment, then quickly hugged her, sniffed her ear, and whispered, "I prefer you when you are pure and spotless."

Yin Weiying snorted softly, feeling secretly proud of herself. Then she turned her eyes and saw Xiao Yin looking at her with wide eyes in the night.

The little fox looked at Yin Weiying, as if he had heard her thoughts, and then poked Chen Yi on the back and said, "What about me?"

Chen Yi was stunned, not knowing how she heard it. He smiled, put down the nun, and hugged Yin Tingxue.

He said softly, "You like it too, you like it too."

It didn't take long before Concubine Dong finished fiddling with the charcoal, then turned around and climbed back onto the bed, her long hair dragging on her back, the moonlight outlining a smooth arc, and the ends of her hair curled up along the contour like mountains, which made Chen Yi's heart ripple.

Imperial Concubine Dong acted as if nothing had happened. She glanced at Yin Tingxue and asked, "Is she a concubine?"

To the Yin brothers, Concubine Dong was half a stranger, and to Concubine Dong, the same was true for the Yin brothers.

Before Chen Yi could answer, Yin Tingxue replied, "Yes."

"Although I am a noble concubine, I am still a concubine after all, and my mother is also a noble concubine." Noble Concubine Dong looked down at Yin Tingxue and confided in her private words: "Do you think it would be a blessing for my child to grow up to be as old as me?"

Yin Tingxue responded softly, "I think so."

Concubine Dong shook her head and said, "How can I be happy after being trapped in the cold palace for so long?"

Chen Yi looked at Concubine Dong and felt a bit of pity in his heart. He let go of Yin Tingxue, put his hand on Concubine Dong's waist, and hugged the Korean woman in his arms.

He didn't notice Yin Weiying's dissatisfied face behind him.

Seeing him hugging the nun, Yin Weiying was unhappy for a moment. This Korean woman was so cunning. She actually tried to seduce Chen Yi's heart indirectly by chatting with Xiao Yin. No wonder the history books said that Korean women at most competed for favor.

Chen Yi hugged Concubine Dong and whispered in her ear:
"What's your name?"

Concubine Dong smiled, and then said:
“Monks don’t ask for names.”

During the more than ten days in the secret realm, Chen Yi had asked her name many times, but Concubine Dong always gave the same answer.

Chen Yi glanced at Concubine Dong and suddenly pulled her hair.

Concubine Dong whimpered in pain and looked at him with watery eyes.

"You are a concubine now, not a monk." Chen Yi said meaningfully.

This meant that he could go to the Queen Mother to expose and report her. Concubine Dong understood the threat in the words, secretly sighed at the man's possessiveness, and replied:
"Her Chinese name is Dong Zhiji, with the courtesy name Lingshan. Her Korean name is the same, but it's not 'Dong', but 'Dong', which means east, south, west and north."

Chen Yi rubbed her smooth back with satisfaction, her long hair covering his hands, and she leaned into Chen Yi's arms, her body wet.

Concubine Dong said in a tender voice, "You should come often."

The voice was neither too high nor too low, and both Yin and Da Yin heard it. Xiao Yin didn't care, but Da Yin frowned when he heard it.

This woman lives deep in the cold palace, and her every move is controlled by the empress dowager. She is also a tribute girl with a body as floating as duckweed, and has no support from her natal family. When she said this, she undoubtedly wanted to rely on Chen Yi. As long as Chen Yi often comes to the palace because of her, the empress dowager will be more tolerant and preferential to her, and her life will be better, but what about herself?

I will have to go back to Taihua Mountain later. If he is hung in the palace, won’t my house be deserted?
After Yin Weiying pondered for a moment, he said arrogantly, "If the imperial concubine wants to, I will persuade him."

Concubine Dong turned her head and smiled, "There is no need for Princess Jing to persuade him. I think he will come on his own."

Yin Weiying silently grabbed Chen Yi's hand and said, "Men are responsible for external affairs, while women are responsible for internal affairs. There are some things that he cannot make the decision on, and he must listen to other people's opinions. As for you, you are the imperial concubine after all, and his frequent visits to the harem will also damage the reputation of the royal family. We will advise him on these matters, and whether he will come or not is not certain."

As the female champion spoke, she saw Chen Yi looking at her with a smile, and her scalp tingled slightly. She then pulled her teammates and said:
"You said so, Tingxue."

Yin Tingxue blinked and chimed in:

"right."

The nun must have been very happy and raised her nose.

...However, even in the midst of intrigue, her eyes were still as bright as autumn water, and she was extremely extraordinary. When Yin Weiying saw Concubine Dong in his arms, he put his face into Chen Yi's hand.

Concubine Dong watched this scene with a smile and was about to fight back secretly.

Crack!

When they were scheming against each other, firecrackers suddenly went off. It turned out that the New Year had arrived.

Chen Yi listened to the blast of firecrackers and wanted to say something in a literary way:
"The old year is gone, and the new year is coming..."

Before he finished speaking, he heard Yin Tingxue's exclamation.

"The fireworks are coming, let's set off the fireworks."

Fireworks and silver flowers suddenly appeared.

In the small window frame, the night sky was bright, brilliant colors suddenly bloomed, and Chen Yi's face was covered with warm light.

After leaving Beijing, he will miss this night very much.

He kept thinking.

When Chen Yi was feeling sad about the passing of time, Yin Tingxue sneezed.

"Haqiu!"

When he turned around, he saw the little fox rubbing his nose, staring out the window, unwilling to close his eyes.

He wants a sad spring and autumn,
They were all blown away by the sneeze.

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