My enemies became my companions

Chapter 406: Battle of Yin Weiying (7k)

The screams of people dying were heard one after another, pots and pans clattered, and the sound of wind blowing past ears was countless. Qingfeng Pavilion was like a piece of tofu rolling in oil.

The huge lobby was deserted. Wei Wuque casually pulled out a chair, ordered some tea, and remained unmoved by the screams. He knew that the louder the screams, the fewer deaths.

The real hell on earth is almost silent.

The female role on the stage had finished her performance and was trembling with fear after hearing the screams. Then she saw Wei Wuque sitting there as if nothing had happened and was shocked and surprised in her panic.

Wei Wuque raised his eyelids slightly and said:

"You sang well. Which play of Bao Jian Ji is it from? I haven't listened to an opera for a long time, so I can't remember it at the moment."

Seeing that the man was dressed in extraordinary clothes, the female role bowed solemnly and said, "Sir, this is the scene where Lin Chong escaped at night."

"It's right after the Snow Mountain Temple and the Burning Hay Barn?"

"Yes, sir."

Nothing happened in the hall, and the female role felt a little relieved, so she asked again:

"Master, do you still like it?"

The female role felt that she sang well, and asked this question in the hope of waiting for some praise, and then some compliments. The female role even made the mouth shape to say "compliments", but heard Wei Wuque say: "I don't like it."

"It's ridiculous..."

The female role stopped in time, her lips stuck in surprise for a moment, and after a while she said:

"Why don't you like it? Is it because I don't sing well?"

Wei Wuque shook his head and asked:

"You sang well, but it didn't suit my taste. I don't like this story."

"Why not? Do you feel helpless? But Lin Chong escaped a disaster and then fought back."

"What happened after Lin Chong fled at night?"

"He has become a bandit."

Wei Wuque smiled and said, "That's why I don't like it. A good man, a young talent, should be cleared of treacherous people and used by the royal family."

So this is why she doesn't like it... When the female role sees Wei Wuque's clothes, a conspicuous bullfighting suit, and a serious official, it's no wonder that she doesn't like listening to these Water Margin plays.

The female role pondered for a moment, then said something smooth and in line with the person's meaning: "The 108 heroes of the Water Margin gathered together, and later relied on the wisdom of the Emperor of Song to accept the amnesty. They were also used by the royal family and served the country."

Wei Wuque had already stood up and was walking slowly out of the hall with his hands behind his back.

Before leaving, he left three or four coins on the table.
"That's right. I was just thinking of going there to recruit him."

The female role jumped to the stage in a few steps, put the silver in her arms with both hands, weighed the weight, and bit it carefully with her teeth, with a smile on her face. It didn't matter whether others would accept the amnesty or not, but she, "Lin Chong", really wanted to accept it.

………………

Holding down the head with one hand, Chen Yi pulled out Tang Ze's soul, restrained his palm, and quickly extracted the soul and spirit.

He felt Tang Ze's relief and unwillingness before his death, like a sika deer that lost its footing and fell into an abyss. It screamed hoarsely at first, but then gradually became quiet, and finally with a loud bang, it turned into a puddle of mud.

Although Chen Yi could understand, he was unmoved.

Just because I believe I will not die.

Gradually, the steps of walking on the clouds at the top of the mountain were rehearsed in my mind, as if there was a little person walking on stakes again and again, and the ground under his feet was not wood, but steep cliffs.

The steps are light and steady, and are getting faster and faster.

The slowness at the beginning is to stand still on the horn rock, and the movement is to leap forward, moving left and right, walking like a dragon, turning around like a monkey. It focuses on using the upper waist to grab the landing point, and using the lower waist to exert force, just like a sika deer climbing mountains and rocks.

The true energy flowed into it, and he achieved the ultimate cloud-walking skill. It had been a long time since Chen Yi felt this excited about learning a martial art.

It's not for any other reason, I'm just happy to see the prey.

The scene of Tang Ze performing the ultimate cloud-stepping skill seemed to still echo in his mind. Chen Yi subconsciously followed his thoughts and took a few steps on the roof. Broken tiles fell down and he looked a little crooked. When he found someone approaching, he stopped in a hurry and laughed it off.

But Wei Wuque's figure came over and approached slowly under the moonlight, with admiration in his eyes.

Chen Yi stopped and said calmly, "Thank you, Master Wei."

"I didn't do anything, why thank me?"

"I want to thank you because you didn't do anything."

Wei Wuque smiled upon hearing this and said slowly: "Your martial arts skills are not bad. I don't know where you learned them from. It's just that you are too murderous. You clearly don't love to kill, but you still know how to kill."

"How can I understand that I don't love killing, but I still love killing?"

"You are obviously not bloodthirsty, but you just like to kill." Wei Wuque glanced at Tang Ze's body and said slowly: "I have seen those bodies, and they were all stabbed to death. Some people enjoy the pleasure of killing and kill very slowly, like slow slicing, but you kill very quickly and don't kill innocent people. That's why I say you are not bloodthirsty, but you just like to kill."

Chen Yi listened to these words with a blank expression on his face. Wei Wuque was right. He was not a bloodthirsty person by nature, but he had killed many people along the way.

Wei Wuque caught Chen Yi's expression and said slowly: "My name is Wei Wuque, and my courtesy name is Huaixia. As soon as I hear my name, I know that I am a eunuch of the royal family. I have seen people like you before. Many of my colleagues in Xi Que Pavilion are like this. They regard killing as a good way to solve problems, thinking that if they kill them all, everything will be solved."

Chen Yi remained silent.

Wei Wuque looked at Chen Yi's expression in the dim light of the moon. He threw a brick to attract jade, so he said slowly: "Since you were once a thousand households in the capital, why do you continue to wander around? I want you to resign because the Lin Party controlled the government in the past, and there was corruption and bribery. Now that a year has passed, the roots of the Lin Party have been slowly eradicated. You don't need to worry about the Lin Party's evil deeds anymore..."

Before he finished speaking, Chen Yi raised his hand and said, "I am a member of the Lin Party, and I am responsible for all the evil deeds."

Wei Wuque paused for a moment, then laughed awkwardly a few times, and then tried to smooth things over: "It seems that you have been appreciated by Elder Lin. It is true that a scholar will die for his friend, but why would you do something like not eating Zhou's grain? Loyalty is commendable, but this is just foolish loyalty."

"I was the first one to betray Elder Lin."

Wei Wuque was silenced for a moment.

Chen Yi met his gaze and shook his head. Wei Wuque was just throwing out some ideas, so how could he not hear them?
It was just that I had just escaped from the capital half a year ago and got rid of Empress An's control. Now, before I even have time to rest in peace, I have to serve others again?

After a long while, Wei Wuque spoke again:

"After working with me, it is not impossible for you to be reinstated or even promoted to a higher position."

His words sounded a little dry. When his talk of loyalty and righteousness failed just now, he was now directly throwing out sweet benefits.

If it were still before, Chen Yi might have considered half-agreeing, but now that he has almost broken off relations with the palace, it is better to forget about it.

He touched the jade pendant under his clothes and said, "Master Wei, I'm used to wandering around the world. Forget about your offer. I was born to live a good life. I can't be a cat or mouse tyrant. I want to be Chu Liuxiang or Lu Xiaofeng."

Wei Wuque had naturally heard of the story of taming cats and mice, which came from the public case martial arts novels such as The Three Heroes and Five Gallants. The heroes in the novels all assisted the government and punished evil under the command of honest officials. But he had never heard of Chu Liuxiang and Lu Xiaofeng.

"Chu Liuxiang, Lu Xiaofeng, which side are these heroes from?"

"A martial arts storybook written by Gu Long."

"I haven't heard of it, but I'm afraid it's not very famous in this area."

Seeing that Chen Yi had made up his mind, Wei Wuque stopped trying to persuade him. He glanced at Tang Ze lying on the ground, walked over, put his hands on the corpse's face and tore it apart. One part of the skin was torn off, revealing another bloody face.

Wei Wuque said slowly:

"It seems that he is really the leader of Kunlun Sect. You can actually guess it."

"Actually, I suspected that he was Gu Yan Jian, but I always felt that Gu Yan Jian was more powerful." Chen Yi said slowly.

Gu Yanjian and Duan Jianke are from the same school. Chen Yi feels that no matter how he thinks about it, they should be at the third level, not the fourth level.

In addition, having practiced the Killing Sword, Chen Yi understood that the Killing Sword's intent tends to be decisive. Different from the pleasure of the Killing Knife, the Killing Sword is decisive and can crush everything in its path. As the saying goes, a sword with true intent can cut off two ounces of wind. If the sword is like the person, it would never be as cautious as Tang Ze, playing tricks everywhere.

Wei Wuque said: "He can't be the Lone Smoke Sword. He has never seen the true face of the Lone Smoke Sword, nor has he heard the voice of the Lone Smoke Sword."

"I understand that you haven't seen his face, but you haven't heard his voice?" Chen Yi was a little confused, "Could it be that..."

Wei Wuque slowly revealed:

“The Lone Smoke Sword cannot speak.

He is a wolf boy and a mute."

Chen Yi was shocked when he heard this and his eyes narrowed slightly. Wei Wuque's words were so shocking.

Gu Yanjian, who was from the same school as Duan Jianke, was actually a wolf boy.

The so-called wolf children are often infants or children who are abandoned in the wilderness. They are thrown into the mountains to die when they are too young to even speak. Among these children, a small number of them, fortunately or unfortunately, will be taken away and raised by mother wolves.

The people who were raised in the end were unable to speak human language, had confused brains, behaved like jackals and beasts, and lived a life of eating raw meat and drinking blood.

Such a person could actually practice sword and reach the third level. He roamed the world for more than ten years and fought life and death with martial artists.

Chen Yi couldn't help but ask: "Are you serious?"

Wei Wuque said calmly: "Information from the Magpie Pavilion."

This statement points out its value.

Chen Yi thought for a moment and asked again, "So, he went to Chongyang Sword Viewing Pond and was discovered, and now a group of Western Jin spies are protecting his whereabouts. Is this all true?"

Wei Wuque replied: "It's all true."

Chen Yi nodded and got Wei Wuque's confirmation. Even without further information, he could judge a lot from it.

Wei Wuque turned his head, walked slowly to the edge of the roof and said:
"I will send someone to search this place soon. If Captain Min is interested, you can come to Cuifeng Courtyard and someone will meet you there."

After saying that, Wei Wuque jumped down from a high place and his figure disappeared into the night.

To him, everything happened very suddenly tonight. It was not difficult for Chen Yi to guess that he would be busy with the new county magistrate's affairs afterwards.

Chen Yi was the only one standing on the roof, the cold moon was bleak, the autumn wind blew from the cool night, brushing his hair, he leaped to the top of the mountain in three or two steps, only then did he have time to overlook the mountain and the city, half of which was prosperous in the past, and half of which was desolate now. It was not yet three o'clock in the morning, and it was not a curfew, but there were only a few lights in the city, most of which were in brothels, and the rest were in various martial arts halls.

A breeze blew over, bringing with it a slight smell of blood. The Qingfeng Pavilion beneath his feet was still in turmoil. Faintly, the Taoist priests' panicked noises could be heard, making a huge commotion. Chen Yi didn't need to guess, as he could imagine Yin Weiying's calm and composed look, acting like a saint in front of others. He couldn't help but smile.

The dark clouds were blown away, and the moonlight shone on his face. After the bloody storm, Chen Yi suddenly felt genuinely calm. Tang Ze's obsession before death, Zhao Yan's horror at being beheaded, and the different faces of the assassins from the Lifeng Pavilion were nothing more than floating clouds passing by, leaving no trace. He was unmoved, slowly wiped the blood off the sword, and sat down cross-legged facing the moon.

"With nothing to do, why not compose a poem?"

Tap the sword lightly, the sword sounds like music, the wind helps it rise, Chen Yi wants to recite a poem...

will not.

Instead, I made myself a little embarrassed...

After knocking on the scabbard again, Chen Yi cleared his throat and wanted to sing a song...

There are too many people here, and I can’t afford to lose face.

There is no other way, Chen Yi touched his waist to see if he could drink some wine...

I touched the bottle and found nothing, then I realized I didn't have the habit of drinking.

The night was dark, the bright light and the gentle breeze blew past the noise and bustle. Chen Yi just sat there, not knowing what to do. He didn't write poems or sing. He just looked up to the sky and howled. It was a childish move, but if Lu Ying and Yin Weiying saw him, they would scream like a monkey, which would be very embarrassing.

Caressing Wu Zao Nian, Chen Yi wondered for no reason: If it were Min Ning, what would she do?

.........

The chilly wind blew across the bloodstained land. A plaque was broken in half, one hanging high and the other sticking to the ground. There was "evil man" in front and "stronghold" in the back. The bandit's head lying on the muddy and bloody ground had his lips slightly open, as if he was still saying the secret words "a chicken in the northwest Xuantian". Blood was flowing in more than one place, but there was silence everywhere, the wind was blowing, and everything was silent. Only a knight put away his sword neatly, and the friction between the sword and the sheath made a clanging sound. She pressed her hat, raised her head and saw the night sky shining with a cold light. There were stars in the sky, and no evil men on the earth.

The wind blew past his ears. Min Ning looked around and asked in confusion:
"Why isn't there a single evil person in this evil village?"

No one responded.

The next moment, she suddenly laughed out loud:
"It turns out that they were all killed by Hero Min!"

.........

A cold moon broke through the mist and covered the alley, making the bluestone slabs bright and cold, as if covered with a thin layer of ice. The curly autumn wind blew across the hem of the Taoist robes, and the sound of bells and drums for curfew came from a distance. Two female Taoists walked in the alley one after the other. The female Taoist in white had a偃月觀 on her head, her eyes slightly lowered, looking down at the world, while the first disciple of Jianjia, who followed closely behind her, looked around curiously at the surrounding environment.

"Is it right here?" Lu Ying asked.

"Yes, the courtyard we bought in Taihua Mountain is right there. My humble home is simple and plain, and I hope you will tolerate it." The nun replied.

Lu Ying nodded, recalling Yin Weiying's calm expression at Qingfeng Pavilion, and couldn't help but feel envious. She said, "Fellow Daoist Yin is truly born with a Dao seed. His words calmed everyone down, and he explained the ins and outs of Lifeng Pavilion. Even Master Jiang Xin praised him repeatedly."

Qingfeng Pavilion was suddenly massacred, and the Taoists were terrified. However, the Goddess Taihua came out to calm the situation, and in just a few words she revealed the secret of Qingfeng Pavilion, and finally won the admiration of everyone in the room - it turned out that the Goddess Taihua Yin Weiying had already seen through the bloody secret of Qingfeng Pavilion!
The series of scenes made Lu Ying secretly surprised. Even though she had experienced the whole process, she could not remain calm at that time. Comparing herself with Yin Weiying, she felt even more ashamed of herself.

Facing Lu Ying's words, Yin Weiying just shook his head and said, "It's just a small trick, not worth mentioning."

Lu Ying sighed inwardly again.

After walking a few steps, the cold moonlight was suddenly blocked. A long shadow pulled down and blocked the way of the two girls. Lu Ying was startled. The night was sticky and he could not see clearly who was coming. Yin Weiying stopped and just glanced at him without any expression.

"Excuse me, where are you going? Can you lend me a seat?"

The voice was slow and teasing.

"I thought it was some kind of demon,"

Yin Weiying's face was calm, and he shook his head and said:
"It turned out to be a pig."

Chen Yi's expression froze.

Knowing who was blocking the way, Lu Ying burst out laughing.

Chen Yi let out a breath, suppressing the urge to make Yin Weiying roll his eyes on the spot. They met again after half a year, so they should be affectionate with each other.

Who would have thought that Yin Weiying would pass him by and say:
"Come with me."

Chen Yi narrowed his eyes and took a deep breath.

Not long after, the three of them arrived at a small courtyard. The courtyard was covered by a high wall and there was a plaque with the words "Xuan Mansion". Xuan was not anyone's surname, but this courtyard was purchased by Taihua Mountain and was considered a sect's property, so it was named after it. As soon as the two arrived at the courtyard, a maid opened the door immediately. This courtyard was not often used, so there were only three or two women taking care of it.

After entering the mansion, Yin Weiying calmly invited the two to sit down, then ordered someone to tidy up the guest room, and then ordered tea with bare hands. The faint tea aroma was rich. Lu Ying could tell from the way she ordered tea that the female priest's technique was superb, not inferior to his own, so he sighed again.

The Goddess Taihua ordered the tea herself, and Lu Ying waited carefully. She sat upright, but out of the corner of her eye she saw Chen Yi slumped lazily in the chair, and she felt unhappy. Although they were husband and wife, they shouldn't be so casual.

In front of outsiders, we should always treat each other with respect.

Lu Ying took the tea while thinking about it. Then he saw that Yin Weiying did not criticize or discipline Chen Yi for his sitting posture. He couldn't help but feel surprised. Could it be that they were not actually in love?
Was it really as Chen Yi said at that time, that he and Yin Weiying were married at the behest of their parents and the matchmaker?

Somehow, Lu Ying thought of the Condor Heroes he had talked about. Thinking deeply, wasn't Yin Weiying also a Taoist priest? Could it be that Yin Zhiping was not referring to him, but to her? !

As soon as the thought came to his mind, Lu Ying spat at himself in his heart. How could he make such rash assumptions?

Lu Ying, what do you need such a good imagination for?
After drinking tea, the curfew bells stopped ringing and the guest room was cleaned up. Yin Weiying was about to take her to the guest room. Lu Ying put down her tea bowl and got up to follow him. Somehow, when she thought that Yin Zhiping was alluding to Yin Weiying instead of her, she felt a little empty.

Just a little bit...

Holding an oil lamp, Lu Ying closed the door and stared blankly for a long time before blowing out the lamp.

She sat on the bed lonely, and suddenly remembered that Chen Yi's story was not finished yet. What happened to Yin Zhiping and Xiao Longnu later...

.........

Not long after Yin Weiying sent Lu Ying to the guest room, he returned to the main hall and saw that no one was sitting in Chen Yi's seat.

She couldn't help but take a few quick steps.

Before she could get close, a dark shadow flashed behind her and suddenly pulled her into his arms.

Yin Weiying's breathing stagnated, his heart subconsciously slowed down for a beat, and his waist stiffened.

He was her ignorance, but she was still afraid of him.

The soft fragrance filled the air. Chen Yi held her hand with one hand and put his arm around her waist with the other. He unscrupulously pressed his cheek against her neck. He hadn't seen her for a long time. When they met in Qingfeng Pavilion, he wanted to hold her in his arms, but was hindered by the situation and the presence of Lu Ying.

The waist was so soft and tender that it seemed boneless. Even through the Taoist robe he could feel the smooth silky touch. Chen Yi's breathing became rapid. He hadn't eaten meat for half a year, and now he wanted to suck up the fairy's buns.

Chen Yi asked directly: "Where is the bedroom?"

Yin Weiying came back to his senses, snorted coldly, lowered his eyebrows and said: "You think about this as soon as you see me..."

Chen Yi sneered and asked, "So what?"

Yin Weiying plucked up his courage and whispered, "It's not a bad idea to satisfy you, but I have to ask you something first..."

Although he didn't like her tone, this was Yin Weiying, so Chen Yi said with a little more gentleness: "What's the matter?"

She turned her head to look at him and asked, "Did you go to see Yin Tingxue first, or did you come to see me first?"

Chen Yi smiled and said, "Of course I came to see you first."

"…real?"

Chen Yi didn't explain much, just said: "I walked past Yinjian Mountain, but I didn't go up the mountain."

Yin Weiying's eyes lit up slightly, but he suppressed his joy.

He didn't even go to Yinjian Mountain, and he probably hadn't even met Zhou Yitang, but he rushed to see her. After all, she was the most important to him.

Although the three of them were married together, it was just to take care of Zhou Yitang and Yin Tingxue's mood. After all, she was still the first wife. Thinking of this, Yin Weiying called softly, "Husband."

"Let's not talk about this any more." Chen Yi took a deep breath.

Yin Weiying felt something pressing against her Taoist robe from behind. Her cheeks also blushed slightly, and she whispered, "Come with me."

Soon they arrived at the bedroom. Chen Yi pushed her onto the bed, panting heavily. Yin Weiying didn't say much and took off her clothes as he asked. The moment their eyes met, they instantly understood each other's many repressions over the past six months.

That moment seemed to be covered with hazy mist and lingering affection.

In the past six months, Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon has emerged again, and it is time for the fight between dragons and tigers to begin!
…………

There are hidden dragons and crouching tigers in the world, and the same is true in this small courtyard.

A trapped dragon meets water and flies up into the sky - this is an excellent hexagram. A tiger roars in the mountains and forests, shocking everyone around - this is an even more amazing sight. Now the dragon and the tiger are fighting each other, and they are inseparable. After fighting back and forth for hundreds of rounds, it is still difficult to tell the winner.

The White Tiger fought back with all its might, while the Red Dragon fought back with all its might. The fight continued endlessly. The White Tiger was strong for a while, and in the first dozens of rounds it overwhelmed the Red Dragon and bit it. The tiger bit the dragon's head with its mouth, and the fight became tighter and tighter.

But a tiger is still a tiger, and a dragon is still a dragon. Gradually, the tiger's mouth became soft, and he ran out of energy, and finally begged for mercy and admitted defeat.

"Enough, enough!"

"It's so hard to see each other again, but you don't cherish it, you don't cherish it!"

After a series of words fell, it was not easy to fight a tiger. The dragon was also tired and escaped.

After the fierce fight, there was a peaceful silence. Everyone's minds calmed down and the only sound was the heavy breathing.

Yin Weiying weakly gathered the quilt and lay in Chen Yi's arms, hugging him. After being accustomed to sleeping alone for half a year, he now felt a little uncomfortable.

With the soft jade in his arms, Chen Yi felt satisfied and his mind settled down. He looked at her face in the moonlight, and perhaps because he was too tired, he was staring at her in a daze for a moment.

Yin Weiying took in his gaze, thought for a while, and suddenly said:

"Husband, you should go see Tingxue first."

Chen Yi was stunned and laughed out loud. Big Yin was jealous of Little Yin not long ago, but now he said that he should go see Yin Tingxue first.

He tried to imagine how the little fox looked like on Cangwu Peak, and his heart softened, but he still said:
"It's all the same. Speaking of which, I still have to go to Mount Taihua with you to get my name on the Jade Book of the Immortals."

As soon as he said that, Yin Weiying also remembered. Logically speaking, they were not Taoist companions and should not have any intimate contact with each other. However, they had had physical contact for so long that she had completely forgotten that there was such a rule in Taihua Mountain.

Thinking that he was going to Mount Taihua to meet his uncles and uncles, Yin Weiying's breathing became a little quickened, and his eyes widened when he thought of something.

In the eyes of his uncles and aunts, Chen Yi seemed to be...their...

Ding furnace.

Yin Weiying only remembered this at this time.

Just at this moment, Chen Yi glanced at her, and Yin Weiying got goosebumps all over her body.

"Are you hiding something from me?" Chen Yi asked with a frown.

Yin Weiying, who had suffered so much in the past, did not dare to hide it from him this time, and could only whisper: "In their eyes, you... you are my Dinglu."

Chen Yi was silent for a moment, his fingertips silently brushing across her skin.

Yin Weiying began to tremble, and suddenly thought of Chen Yi's many dirty words, including that place that had never been opened before.

After a long time, Chen Yi asked with a smile:
"I am your Dinglu?"

The nun shuddered and lowered her voice and said, "I've already told you to give me some face outside."

"Yes, it's not bad, but you seem...too showy."

Yin Weiying panicked when she heard this, her heart was beating wildly, and confusion filled her heart. Facing Chen Yi's teasing gaze, her scalp tingled. After a long while, she tried to save the situation and said, "But there are benefits."

"What's the benefit?"

Yin Weiying racked his brains and finally said:

"Others will envy you for eating swan meat."

"..."

Chen Yi took a deep breath, and the pervasive desire flashed through his mind. He then saw Yin Weiying looking at him with a little panic.

After venting, the longing for reunion finally prevailed. Chen Yi hugged her tightly and warned her:
"Don't give me any new tasks, or you'll be in trouble."

Yin Weiying nodded repeatedly.

Sniffing her scent and brushing her smooth skin, Chen Yi hugged her and then remembered a little thing.

She breathed a sigh of relief that Yin Weiying had survived the ordeal, but then she felt unwilling again. She missed him so much, and now after enduring the beating, she was threatened and warned again.

Can't he say something nice?
Yin Weiying thought about it and lowered his head gloomily.

Suddenly, Chen Yi stood up and lit the oil lamp.

Yin Weiying asked in confusion: "Where are you going?"

He did not answer, but just touched the ground. A flash of light passed by, and when Yin Weiying rubbed his eyes and looked intently.

Yin Weiying was stunned.

Under the candlelight, the crape myrtle sways.

"I brought these when I passed by Yinjian Mountain. You've been in Taihua Mountain for a long time, so you probably haven't seen flowers from other places."

Despite the minor incident, Chen Yi's voice still became gentle.

"The flowers are about to wither, it would be a pity not to give them to you."

Yin Weiying took it in his hand and looked at it for a long time.

The flower bud is small and sways gently, showing no surprise of the pale purple petals. Her thoughts go far away to the sky, recalling the mountains and valleys of the past, and finally she understands that there is only one flower like this in a thousand miles.

She came from thousands of miles away with the flowers, and she was speechless.

No one else has flowers like this.

As expected, she is the eldest lady.

(End of this chapter)