Chapter 1207: Chapter 654: Heartless Bitch (Double Update Combined)_2
The pool water grew increasingly turbulent, roiling back and forth, rising and falling, as the two women momentarily shifted their gaze from him to the water, staring intently.
Chen Yi felt a temporary relief before his gaze sharpened.
Amidst the shadows of the two women’s persistent rivalry, an increasing number of dark shadows passed by unnoticed, a near endless gathering of obsessions suddenly breaking the water.
A figure appeared without warning.
The left sleeve hung empty, her face cold and indifferent, the two women were stunned, for she was neither of them, but Zhou Yitang?!
The one-armed woman stood quietly there, and then her face slowly moved, facing the two women.
Yin Weiyin’s composed expression faltered first.
She never imagined that Chen Yi could, within this Heart Lake, conjure Zhou Yitang.
The one-armed woman stood silently, Yin Weiyin swallowed secretly, the admonition from Dragon and Tiger Mountain still echoed in her ears. Though unwilling to admit, in front of this Third Lady, she truly felt somewhat intimidated.
It happened that Zhou Yitang had previously advised her not to act recklessly.
"You..." Yin Weiyin’s voice carried a barely noticeable tremor, her celestial form wavered, her mind momentarily swayed.
Chen Yi’s heart stiffened, keenly capturing Yin Weiyin’s moment of mental lapse. Seizing the chance, his thoughts turned electric, ready to fully unleash his Sword Intent to break through the Immortal Palace’s suppression.
"Chen Yi,"
However, Yin Weiyin quickly regained her composure, repressing inner panic. She fixed her gaze on Chen Yi, her fingertips pointed directly at Zhou Yitang’s phantom:
"You’re cheating.
The wager was for you to choose one between her and me, not to bring this... this person to muddy the waters."
Yin Weiyin’s chest heaved violently, the celestial mist beneath her Sky Blue Palace Dress was chaotic. She forcibly steadied her mind, speaking coldly:
"Chen Yi, if you’re a man, choose openly and fairly, pick me, or pick her, Qin Qingluo. Stop using these underhanded tactics, or don’t blame me for turning ruthless."
She was anxious, her words decisive. She knew clearly that if she were further overwhelmed by Zhou Yitang’s phantom, once her determination faltered, unable to maintain her wishes coming true, she would truly face ruin.
At this point, success or death.
Within Heart Lake, Zhou Yitang’s phantom rippled like water, silently observing, seemingly detached from it all.
Qin Qingluo’s snake eyes fixed on Chen Yi, her gaze complex, both scrutinizing and expectant. She bit her lip tightly, the body beneath the Mystic Robe Python Robe tense like a bowstring.
After a long time, she spoke: "Choose... I don’t blame you."
Unknowingly, she had changed her self-reference from "lonely one" to "I," to seem less distant from him.
Chen Yi’s gaze flickered unsurely. If he chose Yin Weiyin, healing was a minor matter, but he would... once again break Qin Qingluo’s pride, and clearly, they were just starting to form a home...
If he chose Qin Qingluo, Yin Weiyin would surely not let it go easily, then the consequences would be unimaginable, likely making Qin Qingluo’s and his situation even more difficult...
There was no third path.
Time seemed infinitely extended within Heart Lake,
He looked at Yin Weiyin’s slightly trembling celestial visage, finally choosing to avoid Qin Qingluo’s resolute, cold snake eyes.
Finally.
Chen Yi slowly raised his hand, pointing at Yin Weiyin.
The fierce ripples within Heart Lake instantly stabilized, reflected in the pool was no longer overlapping blurred imagery, but Yin Weiyin’s celestial form, both dewy and electrifying.
Yin Weiyin’s tense nerves relaxed abruptly, followed by a flood of immense satisfaction sweeping through her!
She won! She truly won!
She suppressed the nearly overflowing smug smile, striving to maintain the transcendence befitting the Taichua Goddess, but the excitement deep within her eyes was uncontainable.
"Heh..." She let out a soft scoff, her gaze turning to Qin Qingluo, whose expression was dark as water, "Prince, did you hear clearly? This is his true heart." She paused, her voice intentionally gentle, yet her words pierce the heart, "A gambler must admit loss."
Qin Qingluo’s body swayed almost imperceptibly.
She slowly closed her snake eyes, and upon reopening, all emotion had receded, leaving only a deathly stillness.
She did not look at Chen Yi, nor at Yin Weiyin, merely lifting her chin slightly, like a prince heading to the scaffold, her final dignity untouchable.
"Alright."
One word, cold as iron.
Yin Weiyin nodded contentedly, turning to Chen Yi, speaking affectionately as if bestowing a reward:
"Husband, what are you waiting for? As the Prince has admitted defeat, you should personally claim the prize."
"Her pride, when brewing chrysanthemum tea, must have a unique taste..."
Chen Yi walked towards Qin Qingluo with a blank expression, each step seeming to tread upon Qin Qingluo’s heart.
Qin Qingluo stood stiffly, neither resisting nor speaking, as the last faint light in the depths of her snake-like eyes completely extinguished.
She knew he, this bastard, never had any feeling or loyalty toward her.
Enough, he’s just a fickle bastard, that’s all.
Chen Yi reached out, his fingertips touching the cold collar of Qin Qingluo’s mystic Python Robe, attempting to speak, his voice dry and low: "Qingluo, I..."
He wanted to say something, maybe explain or console.
"Enough!"
Qin Qingluo abruptly interrupted, her voice hoarse, as she resolutely said as if betrayed:
"Just do it, I... don’t need your pretentiousness!"
Despite her words, when Chen Yi’s hand lightly touched her, her body trembled slightly with extreme grief and indignation.
Chen Yi’s hand paused in mid-air, a stabbing pain piercing his heart, this comfort was like salting a wound.
She never believed him.
Yin Weiyin watched coldly from the side, a slight sneer on her lips.
She saw through Chen Yi’s thoughts clearly, he was always like this, even when she served as his vessel, he frequently offered comfort.
Yin Weiyin turned a blind eye to it, after all, as the First Lady, she wasn’t truly heartless enough to force someone into despair.
After wielding the big stick, one should always offer a candy; they would still share a roof in the future, any overly strained relationship would benefit no one.
She quietly planned, once Chen Yi finished harvesting Qin Qingluo’s pride, she would timely step out to offer solace, balancing authority and kindness, which is the way to govern and manage a household.
The mystic Python Robe was slowly undone, the proud silhouette once again in sight, Chen Yi’s gaze softened slightly. He had always anticipated this, yet couldn’t quiet his heart.
It seemed his heart was still being stabbed, stabbed even deeper.
Chen Yi’s eyes lowered slightly, noting Qin Qingluo’s trembling brows, he spoke with a low, bitter voice:
"Qingluo, I... I can’t choose you, I really... don’t doubt me..."
As his words fell, just as Chen Yi’s fingers were about to exert force, completely tearing apart the mystic Python Robe symbolizing the Vassal King’s dignity,
a sudden change occurred.
The Heart Lake boiled violently in an instant.
The entire Heart Lake World shook violently, Yin Weiyin’s smile on her face froze momentarily, she swiftly turned her head, watching as amidst the turbulent water, the shadow of the female Prince slowly emerged, becoming clearer and clearer.
Yin Weiyin’s heart wavered for a moment.
Chen Yi’s eyes suddenly brightened, without hesitation, he turned and struck.
He didn’t think about what caused this flaw in such a small space, nor did he have time to delve into Qin Qingluo’s deep-seated mistrust, he only knew he couldn’t miss this fleeting opportunity.
Chen Yi struck immediately, the Sword Intent World enveloped Yin Weiyin from outside to inside, completely isolating her from the outside world, Yin Weiyin froze suddenly, alarmingly discovering that the Immortal Palace outside lost its support, inch by inch tearing and collapsing!
Taichua Goddess’s eyes widened, her face pale as paper, she frantically urged her thoughts, trying to make everything happen once again.
Yet, it was futile.
At the same time, outside Heart Lake, that magnificent, lofty Immortal Palace had begun to collapse, emitting an ear-piercing wail resembling shattering glass, relentless and continuous, the massive Warm Jade pillars spiderwebbed with cracks wildly extending, the lightweight drapery falling from the dome igniting spontaneously, turning into pieces of ashes.
The entire palace, on the verge of collapse.
And within the Heart Lake, Chen Yi slowly raised his head, his gaze like cold lightning piercing the heart-shaken, tottering Yin Weiyin.
With all bonds undone, a tremendous aura surged from within him,
he didn’t speak, merely stepped forward, walking steadily toward the dazed Yin Weiyin.
His steps composed, neither hurried nor slow.
Yin Weiyin watched Chen Yi approach step by step, feeling that familiar yet terrifying oppression, her whole body felt as if falling into an icehouse, involuntarily wanting to retreat, but her legs seemed filled with lead, unable to move, only boundless fear gripping her heart.
She looked up, inadvertently seeing Chi Long raise its head, supporting a bundle.
It’s over...
This time truly a blunder...
"Hus-hus-husband?"
