My Enemy Became My Cultivation Companion

Chapter 1216: Chapter 659: Whose Child? (3)

Qin Qingluo slightly bowed her head, squeezed into the room, and happened to see Chen Yi with his clothes half-covered.

Chen Yi was unembarrassed, and neither was the Princess. He glanced sideways at her, noting she seemed sleepless all night, feeling a slight guilt in his heart,

before he could speak...

"You should exercise restraint," the Princess said abruptly.

Suddenly being reprimanded, Chen Yi listened and instead sat down boldly, laughing and asking, "What, is the Prince jealous?"

Qin Qingluo glanced sideways at him, and in the next instant, her hand moved like lightning, striking the sword handle,

Chen Yi, abruptly attacked, quickly retreated and looked again, seeing the tall woman with a look of disdain.

"If I were truly jealous, wanted restraint, would you have the chance?"

Chen Yi’s expression remained unchanged, and only after she turned away with a mocking laugh did he quietly swallow.

Isn’t this Princess wildness a bit too much to handle?

"Let’s not talk idle, I ordered a batch of files to be sorted last night, already catalogued, you can go to the study to review them." Qin Qingluo paused, then continued, "I don’t know the Divine Sect as deeply, maybe not as much as you do. If the files lack information, get someone to find more."

Chen Yi nodded slightly, tidying up his clothes, and said, "No hurry, no hurry, it’s rare to come back, I want to see Yue’er first."

At the mention of Qin Yue, Qin Qingluo’s brows softened slightly, but she didn’t want to act coy in front of Chen Yi, so she forced her brow upward, making her expression somewhat complex.

"Go as you wish, I will go back to rest first."

Qin Qingluo left quickly, and after Chen Yi changed clothes, he pondered how to play with Qin Yue, and suddenly thought of something he had neglected for a while,

the Tai Sha Sword.

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

Yin Weiyin couldn’t find peace all night, thinking about it for ages.

The sky outside had turned from deep black to grayish-white.

She repeatedly sorted through previous calculations, those probes, those small clever ideas she thought she could control him with, each time recently, didn’t they always end in disaster for herself, though they were still bearable.

But this time, the coldness in Chen Yi’s eyes was more frightening than any thunderous means.

Better lower her head.

Yin Weiyin told herself.

This time he was genuinely angry, angry to the core, disappointment overshadowed all feelings. With his temperament, he wouldn’t give her another chance, therefore she should first take the initiative to retreat as a way forward.

Even if it meant posturing humbly, even if she had to endure the humiliating sting brought by the scorching chrysanthemum tea, she must go, he was an unreasonable common man, persisting would only push him further away, leaving no room for restoration.

She took a deep breath, her fingertips unconsciously pressing into her palm.

At the break of dawn, Yin Weiyin finally got up and drank half of the brewed tea.

Flower leaves sink and float, bitterness self-known.

She asked the passing maids for directions, walked through the Annan Royal Mansion’s pavilions, corridors, carved and painted structures. She had enjoyed them last night, but now her mind was astray, intent on finding Chen Yi.

Turning around a corridor, she suddenly heard the sound of children playing from afar.

Yin Weiyin lifted her gaze to see a little girl about two or three years old running here and there on the ground, nearby was an old nanny of the mansion, nervously calling out.

"It’s chasing me!!!"

"Don’t, don’t chase!"

"Sword, long, flying sword!"

That was his sword, the Tai Sha Sword... Yin Weiyin looked up to see the child dodging around from the Tai Sha Sword’s pursuit, feeling somewhat relieved,

He was quite childish, playing with the mansion’s old nanny’s child,

But perhaps he wasn’t too begrudged......

With peace of mind, the female crown walked leisurely down the corridor, her steps light and quiet, her silhouette ethereal.

Qin Yue ran and ran, finally throwing herself into a man’s arms—that was Chen Yi, who picked her up high with gentle whispers of comfort,

"Don’t be afraid, don’t be afraid."

"Yue’er got, got chased. Scary..." Qin Yue’s eyes were teary," Scary!!"

"It’s very obedient, Yue’er don’t be scared."

Saying this, Chen Yi turned his head and saw someone approaching.

With a glance of acknowledgment, Yin Weiyin approached from afar, thinking it best to start with casual conversation, to pick up the thread of conversation, she walked with a calm step, greeting with a clear smile:

"Chen Yi, why are you smiling foolishly holding someone else’s child?"

"... This is my child."

"A grown man, quickly return her to her mother," Yin Weiyin, who was lecturing Chen Yi, paused abruptly, her expression suddenly shocked, "...Wait... Whose child?"