My Enemy Became My Cultivation Companion
Chapter 200 - 179: The Never-Scattered Flowers

Chapter 200: Chapter 179: The Never-Scattered Flowers

Chen Yi pulled her into his embrace.

Yin Tingxue let out a breath, snuggling into his arms; she noticed Chen Yi was very happy, as if he wanted to meld her into his embrace, yet still trying hard to be gentle.

This husband of hers has always been difficult to talk to, unless she adheres to his wishes and speaks softly to him. Yin Tingxue didn’t know what she did right, but in any case, she was pleased herself.

They had become friends, and because of this, he would surely yield to her more, treat her better. As long as she complies obediently, in the test of time, he would eventually not confine her within the courtyard.

"Why is this little fox so eloquent?"

A playful voice came by her ear, as Chen Yi nuzzled against her hair.

Yin Tingxue thought for a moment and softly said, "I’m trying to like you."

She spoke with a tone of reasonableness, even though she understood she was deliberately currying favor, yet Chen Yi enjoyed it very much.

Chen Yi teased her by grazing her nose, "What was it you said before? You’d be considerate of me, cherish my kindness, and what else?"

Yin Tingxue blushed, "Kiss you..."

After speaking, she silently offered her soft lips, and Chen Yi gently indulged in them.

After the kiss, seeing he was in a good mood, Yin Tingxue wanted to push her luck and quickly said:

"Since we are boyfriend and girlfriend now, in the future... can you not touch me? It’s okay to sleep together, but... can we not do that?"

"No."

The refusal made Yin Tingxue momentarily disappointed, though being Chen Yi’s girlfriend already made her quite satisfied.

She just muttered softly:

"Is there such a thing as friends lying in bed together?"

Chen Yi teased, "Is there anyone as greedy as you?"

Yin Tingxue frowned slightly upon hearing that. Can this really be called greed? She didn’t like that sort of thing, always ending up exhausted, with her dignity shattered and hating her own body for failing to ward off this external adversary. Furthermore, now that she thought of them as friends, doing that sort of thing felt weird, and sometimes, she would even mistakenly take him as her mother, which made it even weirder.

However, since he was in a good mood, she didn’t bring it up, especially since she was his concubine, and that kind of thing should be expected.

Yin Tingxue suppressed the grievance in her heart—she had done it countless times before.

Seeing the little fox who was just happy, now unable to hide her grievance, Chen Yi chuckled softly for a bit, his heart softening as he said:

"In the future, I’ll be more gentle, how about that?"

Upon hearing this, Yin Tingxue resisted her embarrassment and nodded repeatedly, afraid of missing the opportunity.

After a moment, she fidgeted a bit and asked quietly:

"So, does this mean... I’ve made you happy?"

"Of course, it does."

"Mm-hmm, then does it mean..."

Yin Tingxue hesitated to speak, cautiously testing the waters.

Chen Yi discerned her intention and said, "You should not have unrealistic ideas."

Yin Tingxue shivered, "I understand."

She understood but still frowned, lowering her head but not too low—conflicted as a young girl’s heart can be. She didn’t want Chen Yi to see her expression, yet didn’t want him to miss it.

Chen Yi softly asked, "Are you feeling uncomfortable inside?"

"A bit, it’s just a little like then," Yin Tingxue cautiously expressed her feelings, guided by his words, "a bit... sad."

These words reminded Chen Yi of the time when he forced Yin Tingxue, asking her how sad she felt; she had said like fleeting flowers.

Chen Yi truly liked it when she revealed her emotional state in front of him, only she was unwilling to speak unless driven into a corner.

"Get me a sheet of paper." Chen Yi touched her head, saying.

Yin Tingxue was startled but still complied, unwrapping the bundle without protest, about to hand over a tally sheet.

"No, a sheet of blank paper, and get me a brush and ink."

Hearing Chen Yi’s words, the little fox blinked, her mouth unable to contain her expression, but she tried to suppress it as she hurriedly handed him the paper and brush from the bundle and started to grind the ink with her delicate hands.

Once the ink was ground, and the blank paper handed over to him, Chen Yi had her turn around. She did so, as the sound of the pen tip moving subtly filled the space behind her.

Chen Yi pinched the four corners of the blank paper and, relying on memory, creased a series of lines and then skillfully crumpled it together, tucking in any protruding corners.

"You can turn around now."

Yin Tingxue turned, leaning forward, and then clearly froze for a moment.

In the distance, faint firelights flickered as the young girl saw a small paper flower.

"It’s for you, take care of it," Chen Yi placed the paper flower into Yin Tingxue’s palm.

Holding the little paper flower, Yin Tingxue was both curious and puzzled, "You know how to fold paper?"

"You just didn’t know," Chen Yi said.

Once learned, paper folding is hard to forget. Even though he hadn’t folded a flower for a long time, it still came naturally.

The little fox, curious, flipped it over and over, wanting to see how the flower was folded.

Noticing her fingers pinching the folds, seemingly intending to unfold them to see the structure, Chen Yi stopped her, "Don’t move, or I won’t fold for you again."

Yin Tingxue carefully observed and asked:

"Why did you give this to me?"

Chen Yi squatted down slightly, gently holding her waist, softly saying:

"Didn’t you say, fleeting flowers, fleetingly scattered?"

She nodded.

"All flowers will scatter,

but a paper flower like this will never scatter."

Chen Yi’s voice was exceptionally gentle, making Yin Tingxue tremble, staring directly at the paper flower, unable to tire of looking at it.

"Chen Yi, you are so kind, being your girlfriend is truly wonderful," she said, tears welling in her eyes.

A paper flower that will never scatter.

In the distance, the monks’ chanting rose and fell, accentuating the extraordinary tranquility of the earth and sky.

Chen Yi looked at the girl in his arms, softly saying:

"Even if reincarnated, with this paper flower, I will find you."

...............

The starry sky was suspended above the dense forest.

A woman, who didn’t know where she had gone, returned at this moment for some reason.

Under the ancient sky-reaching trees, Zhou Yitang gracefully landed on the treetop, silently observing, her long eyes narrowing with deep meaning.

Visibly, that disciple who betrayed his teacher devoured the Demon Sect Saintess completely.

Being an one-armed woman, she didn’t want to suddenly appear and break the atmosphere, so she just stood quietly.

He always knew how to stir people until they felt confused and lost; the one-armed woman thought she was immune, yet whenever she saw him do so to others, she felt...

Zhou Yitang put a stop to her thoughts, maintaining a stable mindset.

Girlfriend, is it?

Oaths of undying love, is it?

A paper flower that will never scatter, is it?

After a long while, she commented flatly:

"Not as good as a peony."