My Enemy Became My Cultivation Companion

Chapter 1214: Chapter 659: Whose Child?

As Yin Weiyin’s pleading glance before parting floated across his mind, it was like a stone thrown into a deep pond, rippling in his heart in subtle circles.

Chen Yi gathered his gaze and brushed it away indifferently.

He withdrew his gaze, did not stop his steps, and walked along the flickering lamplit corridor toward his courtyard.

To him, Yin Weiyin’s thoughts were like an open book, easy to guess. She merely hoped for his softening, for him to remember old feelings, to give her a way out, allowing her to nestle by his side again, using her usual gentle demeanor to lightly gloss over all the "misunderstandings" at the Immortal Palace earlier.

How many similar chances had he already given her?

He recalled her arrogance and scheming when they first met in the Capital City, her brief dependency and subsequent betrayal in the underground palace, and every time after their marriage when she self-righteously plotted. Each time, how was it that she never turned back until hitting a wall? Whether he retaliated with fierce oppression or minor warnings with great intentions, in the end, he always gave her another "chance" amidst her grievances, coquettishness, or ethereal flattery.

But this time, she touched his bottom line.

"Opportunities... have been given enough."

This time, he would not give any more.

It wasn’t a punishment out of anger, but rather a profound disappointment and a clear understanding that someone like Yin Weiyin can never be trusted to the core. That would only nurture the bed of her ambition, eventually turning against himself.

He pushed open the gate prepared for him. A night breeze filled with the damp air from the Southern Border greeted him, dispelling the last trace of the blood-scent from that bizarre world.

The room was simply and comfortably furnished, the lights had been lit sometime before.

He closed the door behind him and stepped inside,

At this moment, he only wanted to have a good night’s sleep, and if there was a woman to accompany him, that would be even better.

As for Yin Weiyin... she had her own place to go for solitary cultivation.

Chen Yi turned past the screen and stepped inside, the first person he saw was not Miss Donggong, but Zhu E.

"Aunt Zhu... why are you here?"

Chen Yi was quite surprised. Zhu E knew about his action with Qin Qingluo, but had not participated. When the Supreme unexpectedly self-destructed, swallowing him and Qin Qingluo, though they returned quickly, it inevitably caused Zhu E to worry.

But Zhu E waiting behind the door was unexpected.

He thought she’d still be handling affairs.

Zhu E appeared unspeakably weary, yet still raised her brows and approached, "Master, you’ve finally returned?"

"I worried you," Chen Yi paused, "I thought upon hearing the news, you’d go to accompany Qin Yue, and it’s too late now, I didn’t want to disturb you."

"How could you say something so distant?"

Her delicate hand lightly touched Chen Yi’s hand, pulling him to sit, looking at that smooth wrist, her gaze moved upwards, seeing the smooth neck, Chen Yi’s mind was slightly agitated but he held it down.

After pulling him to sit, Zhu E stood up to serve tea, her figure swayed slightly while walking, the exquisite silk outlining subtle and fine curves, if the Prince’s work was a wild outburst, the Princess was a delicate fragrance.

This prince and princess were of completely different flavors; Chen Yi momentarily reminisced about the past.

"Have you returned?"

Chen Yi’s expression froze, he slowly turned his head and was almost startled.

Donggong Ruoshu was blinking at him.

"Donggong Ruoshu, what exactly are you doing?"

Chen Yi took a deep breath, questioning in this manner.

"Scaring you," Miss Donggong replied as if it were obvious.

"Scaring me?" Chen Yi furrowed his brows, coldly said, "Go scare Qin Yue, don’t come to scare me."

"Oh."

Donggong Ruoshu got up to leave.

Chen Yi realized that Miss Donggong really intended to scare Qin Yue, hurriedly called her back, this stupid girl didn’t understand sarcasm, and what he said indeed was too parental.

Faced with the innocent face of this stupid girl, Chen Yi didn’t know how to reason, all the reasoning had been said before, thinking left and right, only blurted out one sentence:

"Miss Donggong, scaring people is not good, you shouldn’t scare anyone in the future, or show up so suddenly."

He thought he spoke awkwardly, but didn’t expect Donggong Ruoshu would straightforwardly agree.

Chen Yi looked into Donggong Ruoshu’s pure eyes, his prepared speech instantly became useless; he thought she would tilt her head and ask "Why is it not good?" or simply ignore him, but unexpectedly she nodded so decisively.

"You... agreed?"

Donggong Ruoshu nodded again with effort, "Mm, I thought about it, you’re right, scaring people... seems not so good."

"...You really agreed?"

It was like she came to a conclusion herself, affirmatively nodding, then asked in return:

"Am I such an unreasonable person?"

This overly smooth "understanding" left Chen Yi at a loss, opened his mouth, and finally could only say "Good."

Donggong Ruoshu floated away.

Just as Chen Yi was made speechless by Donggong Ruoshu, a gentle scent of tea wafted by. ƒree𝑤ebnσvel.com

He turned his head instinctively.

Zhu E returned with a tea tray; her steps remained elegant, but whether intentionally or unintentionally, the collar of her fine silk nightwear seemed looser than before.

A fine, creamy skin peeked from the edge of the slightly slipping collar; her delicate collarbone faintly visible, under the warm candlelight of the room, exuding a warm, enticing luster, that perfectly subtle curve extending downward, softly veiled by the fabric, provoking imagination.