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My Enemy Became My Cultivation Companion

Chapter 1245 - 676: A Fleeting Moment (Double-Length) (Part 2)
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Chapter 1245: Chapter 676: A Fleeting Moment (Double-Length) (Part 2)

She instinctively reached out, touched her still flat belly, where there was nothing, thinking of this, she took a deep breath, slightly straightened her back, despite her fingertips still trembling, she did not retreat again.

Chen Yi turned his gaze back and decided to endure, let her adapt, rest a bit, and talk later.

......

Couldn’t hold back,

moments of indulgence.

Lin Wanxiao’s breath hit his shoulder, Chen Yi chuckled, lowered his head and pecked her lightly, Lin Wanxiao turned her face away, closed her eyes, unwilling to look at him.

But when she felt Chen Yi also turned his face, she opened a slit to see if Chen Yi was looking at her.

Chen Yi timely glanced back, Lin Wanxiao quickly shut tight again.

Chen Yi laughed softly, how shy this little girl is, very charming indeed, thus before he got up, he pinched the tip, Lin Wanxiao shivered slightly, hurriedly opened her eyes and stared at him.

He didn’t offer any kind words, instead he got up to change clothes, Lin Wanxiao lowered her head a bit, also struggled to gather her clothes, also got up, wanting to call Xiuhe to freshen up.

Chen Yi tidied his robes, glanced at Lin Wanxiao’s still red cheeks, he still had much energy, the day was still wide open.

"I’ll go see our daughter."

Lin Wanxiao paused, touched her belly, then said: "Go, go ahead, I won’t stop you..."

Chen Yi had just pushed the door open, yet outside a series of slightly urgent footsteps and a childish voice came ahead of him.

"Faster, faster!"

An impatient little girl’s voice coming closer.

"My dear girl, slow down, be careful of your steps, we’re almost there..." the panting response from the old maid following closely.

Chen Yi paused, a trace of surprise flashed across his face.

This voice... is it Qin Yue? She actually ran to this secluded yard voluntarily?

It seems this girl is getting more attached to her father.

Chen Yi couldn’t help but smile, the laziness and casualness he had while with Lin Wanxiao instantly vanished.

He quickly walked to the door, didn’t open it immediately, but looked outside through the gap.

Qin Yue was pulling the old maid’s hand, running over like a lively flame, her little head bobbing up and down, her mouth kept urging.

"Daddy, where’s daddy? Someone, someone said... daddy is here!" She raised her head, looking earnestly at the old maid.

"Yes yes, he’s here, don’t rush..."

Chen Yi felt amused at this little girl, she knows how to find him, he tidied the slightly wrinkled collar seized by Lin Wanxiao, cleared his throat, and then pulled the door wide open.

The suddenly opened door stunned the outside Qin Yue for a moment.

Qin Yue blinked her bright eyes, seeing Chen Yi, her face immediately bloomed into a big smile, letting go of the old maid’s hand, darted over like a little bird, hugging Chen Yi’s leg.

"Daddy!"

Chen Yi bent down, easily lifted the little bundle into his arms, weighed: "Why come here? Need daddy for something?"

Qin Yue wrapped her arms around his neck, snuggled further, today she’s here with an agenda, so she’d better be affectionate, though she didn’t understand what it meant to come only for gain, she knew how to lean toward advantage and avoid harm.

As she snuggled, she noticed there was another person in the room.

Her gaze crossed Chen Yi’s shoulder, landed on Lin Wanxiao hurriedly fastening her clothing.

"Why is there an auntie, auntie is so shy, can’t dress properly?"

Lin Wanxiao’s face momentarily turned red and white.

Fortunately, Qin Yue didn’t focus on Lin Wanxiao, instead cuddling close to Chen Yi, the soft little body like a cotton ball, Chen Yi also happy, carried her while walking around.

Several times when Chen Yi wished to let her down, she refused, sticky to Chen Yi, making him helpless, yet it’s good for Yue’er to be attached.

Lin Wanxiao watched this scene, her expression grew more forlorn.

Qin Yue swayed for a while, grabbed Chen Yi’s collar, tried to uncover it several times, but no chance came, her head feeling a bit dizzy.

Once Chen Yi gradually halted, Qin Yue’s little head cleared a little, ready to uncover forcefully.

"Chen Yi."

Suddenly, a voice called her daddy, startled her back to retract her hand, turned around, oh, it’s a woman without a chest.

Qin Yue furrowed her brows, unhappy, while Chen Yi was somewhat embarrassed, slowly put Qin Yue down, she pouted, more disgruntled.

She hadn’t yet had her milk.

But, the woman without a chest Qin Yue hadn’t seen before, she was a stranger, shy to speak.

Chen Yi walked up, the caller wasn’t anyone else, it was Min Ning, he looked Min Ning up and down,

"You... really leaving?"

Min Ning stood at the courtyard gate, dressed in clean Jianghu attire, hair tied high, a single saber slung, a small pack hanging from her shoulder.

She looked at Chen Yi, no excess expression on her face, neither the languidness from yesterday’s drunkenness nor the sharpness from when she asked her heart with a sword earlier, just plain and simple.

"Yes, I came to tell you."

She answered straightforwardly, her gaze swept past Qin Yue tugging Chen Yi’s hem, tilting her head scrutinizing her, then the hurriedly turning away to arrange her clothes Lin Wanxiao inside, finally landing back on Chen Yi’s face,

"Though the Prince Mansion is good, not a place to stay, the Jianghu is vast, Qing Li is waiting for me, that’s my return."

Chen Yi’s throat moved, momentarily unsure what to say.

Should he ask her to stay? What identity by which, the entering Princess or Prince Consort? And by what right ask her to stay? He just knew, her intention to leave was decided.

He looked at her poised and neat demeanor, in stark contrast to her drunken collapse at the table last night or practicing blade somberly in the courtyard this morning, this was the real Min Ning, the female knight galloping freely in Jianghu.

Whether the Mansion’s splendid prosperity or the entangling drama beside Chen Yi, ultimately it was just her temporary stop.

A complex emotion surged in his heart, feeling like both melancholy and relief, he opened his mouth, only to ask: "Where to go?"

"The world is vast, where can’t I go?" Min Ning’s lips lifted slightly, forming a familiar curve, seemed to revert to that Knight again, "Maybe go north to see snow, maybe go south to drench in rain, wherever my feet take me, anyway, I don’t want to stay here... simply put, I don’t want to see you marry."

She paused, glancing again at Qin Yue, who gave her a wary look, she told Chen Yi, "Take good care of your daughter, and... live your life well, I’ll come find you later."

These words spoke plainly, yet like a fine needle, lightly pricked Chen Yi, he could sense the sentiment inside.

Chen Yi was silent for a while, at last nodded: "Take care, see you again later."

"Naturally."

Min Ning replied cheerfully, raised her hand, casually lifted a wine jug, the one he bought for her,

"I’ll keep it always,

until the day I marry you, and use it to hold wedding wine.

You must wait for me."

She finished speaking, no longer looking at Chen Yi, decisively turned, strode out of the courtyard.

The female knight vanished almost in a flash, without hesitation or reluctance, soon disappearing at the end of the winding corridor, leaving only the gradually fading footsteps echoing.

Chen Yi stood there, the courtyard seemingly still holding onto her crisp and free aura, but she was gone.

He suddenly felt a void inside, the breeze passing brought with it a chill.

Qin Yue lifted her little face, observing daddy’s complex indescribable expression, then looked at the direction where the strange sister disappeared, half-knowing tugged his hem,

"Daddy, is that sister... not coming back?"

Chen Yi returned to his senses, gazing downward into his daughter’s innocent eyes, letting out a long, silent breath.

"Yes, she’s gone." He bent down to pick up his daughter again, said quietly, "Later... let’s talk about it."

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