My enemies became my companions

Chapter 461: The Birth of a Daughter (Two in One)

The King of Annan made a grand journey to the capital, saying that he was going to meet the emperor. He left in high spirits and returned with honor. The palace issued an edict, rewarding them with silks, cloths, rare treasures and other valuables, and also conferring military positions on some of the Qin family's nephews and nephews. Thousands of troops returned to southern Xinjiang in this lively manner.

Not long after returning to southern Xinjiang, I don't know if it was a double happiness, but news spread in the palace that the princess was pregnant. A few days after the news came out, many people came to congratulate. The prince didn't see anyone in the first few days. After a few days, the prince saw a few people, but he didn't say much, and his expression was the same as usual, and he couldn't tell whether he was sad or happy.

According to the housekeeper of the inner courtyard, the princess was more excited than the prince about this matter, while the prince looked a little worried and did not show any excitement at all.

However, the couple was quite loving. In an ordinary official's family, when the wife was about to give birth, the husband would stay at home for the last three months, mostly in the inner courtyard to accompany the baby. But although the prince showed no joy on his face, he stayed in the inner courtyard after a month. Many places in the inner courtyard were decorated with tassels and hung with ropes, not allowing anyone to pass through. He also often ordered the maids to cook table after table of tonic food. It seems that his joy was not on his brow, but in his heart.

Not long after, the day of birth approached and arrived.

The Annan Palace was immediately decorated with lights and big red lanterns hanging, making the night bright. Fireworks and firecrackers popped in the inner and outer courtyards. The red eggs, red envelopes, and wedding steamed buns that the princess had ordered were first distributed to the people in the inner courtyard, then to the people in the outer courtyard, and then to those who came to congratulate, and finally delivered from street to street, and then a buffet was set up.

Cartloads of gifts were sent to the palace, and the good news spread like wildfire. People in the city rushed to tell each other, and soon the news reached the palace and the capital of Dayu.

However, during the few days since the birth of the child, something strange happened in the inner courtyard of the palace.

The princess who had given birth to a child was beaming with joy, but the prince seemed to be half dead and stayed indoors all day. A maid secretly saw that the prince's face was pale and his brows were dull, as if he was ill.

On such a happy day when the prince and princess were born, the prince fell ill. Isn't that strange?
Gossiping women who love to gossip about others secretly,

"Could it be that the seed in this belly is not the prince's?"

What made people even more suspicious was that when a child was born and the royal family was delighted to have a daughter, the King of Annan was extremely indifferent. He did not even look at the child much after it was born and directly handed it over to the princess to take care of. Although the child was not a boy, it was still the first child.

The princess was completely the opposite. She loved the child very much. She was afraid that the child would melt if she held him in her mouth, and she was afraid that the child would fall if she held him in her hands. No matter how she looked at him, she felt that there was something fishy going on.

In addition, the fact that King Annan married early but never had any children made some of the nosy women in the mansion even more certain.

But these words that are not suitable for public display must never be said openly.

So it will spread quietly...

After hearing this secret rumor, several major forces that had been secretly watching the movements of King Annan gave up the decision to use this as a calculation after comprehensive consideration. After all, it was not worthwhile to invest resources in a girl of unknown ancestry.

Annan Palace.

Before she knew it, three months had passed, and the child did not die. He weighed seven pounds when he was born, and was a fat little baby. His crying was so loud that it made the whole world shake. It was also very troublesome to take care of him, and one had to wake up several times a night. But even so, Princess Zhu'e was still happy to do it.

It’s just... this princess doesn’t seem to appreciate the princess’ kindness.

The princess rocked him and sang nursery rhymes, but she fell asleep reluctantly only after she was tired.

In fact, not only did the princess not appreciate the princess's kindness, the princess also didn't appreciate the wet nurse's kindness.

Whenever she couldn't stop crying, the nurse would have to smile and say, "All babies are like this. They are so young that you can't coax them away no matter what you do."

In the palace, Zhu'e was always considerate and did not blame anyone. He just gently picked up the girl and tiptoed towards the study.

"Your Majesty, she is crying again."

I walked into the door carefully. The light shone through the gauze window lattice embroidered with green bamboo, flowers and birds, outlining the tall shadows.

The shadow shrugged and said coldly, "Didn't I tell you not to send it?"

Zhu E heard her bad tone, but he didn't get angry. He just walked closer and said, "It's too much to cry and make a fuss."

Looking at the baby girl brought close to her, the tall woman's face was gloomy. After a long while, she said:
"Bastard."

Perhaps frightened by Qin Qingluo's murderous aura, the baby girl stopped talking for a moment, remained frozen for a long moment, and then pursed her lips.

He stopped crying immediately.

"move."

Zhu E held the princess in his arms, without moving, and asked softly:

"It's March, it's time to give it a name."

"Whatever you like."

“This can’t be done casually…”

"do not bother me."

"She is your seed..."

"do not bother me."

"She is your seed."

"That's enough!" Qin Qingluo's voice suddenly rose, and he said with his face tilted: "It's just a bad seed."

Zhu E was not angry, and said quietly:
"Your Majesty, your words are as good as gold. If you say she is a bastard, then she is a bastard. But she still needs to have a name in public. It doesn't matter whether she is a bastard or not. If she brings disgrace to the palace, it will damage your prestige."

These words made the female prince feel like she was hitting cotton.

Qin Qingluo's face was full of impatience, his eyes were dim and uncertain, he exhaled a breath, picked up the pen and wrote a word on the paper: "Yue".

Yue,
Bingyujueqie, pronounced as Yue. It means divine pearl.

…………

Jian Chi, back to the present.

A night of tenderness.

After not seeing each other for a long time, Min Ning felt particularly unfamiliar. In addition, she seemed to have internal injuries after the battle, so Chen Yi shouldn't be too anxious. They only went there twice.

"Humph…"

Not used to Chen Yi's fingertips lingering on her abdominal muscles, Min Ning groaned, and her stomach shrank inward with her tight muscles. She supported her body with one hand, and after grasping it for a moment, she stood shoulder to shoulder with Chen Yi.

Min Ning did not knock his hand away, but looked at his wounds, "Zun Ming..."

Chen Yi's fingertips stopped at the midline of his abdomen, caught her gaze, and chuckled, "It's nothing, just a minor injury. It will heal after a few days of practice."

All over the world, no matter how far or near, warriors have extremely strong healing abilities. Minor injuries will hardly leave any lifelong scars. And if they have practiced horizontal training, even serious injuries can be healed cleanly, unless they are left intentionally as a warning to themselves or others.

Min Ning stretched out her hand, wanting to reach out, but subconsciously retracted it. Then after hesitating for a moment, she finally touched it with a cautious look. Her expression was very rare, and Chen Yi was stunned.

"pain?"

"After all, the injury was left by Wu Buyu." Chen Yi responded.

Even if he was suppressed to the same realm, Wu Buyu was once the best in the world. Even with all the sword scars on his body, he still felt dull pain. That was why he didn't want to ask for too much just now, probably because of this reason.

Min Ning was not very happy and said coldly: "You shouldn't be lustful."

Chen Yi poked her midsection, listened to her soft moan, and said with a smile: "If it weren't for you, I would do it ten more times."

Min Ning did not act like a shy little girl. She just raised her eyebrows and looked at him sideways, like a chivalrous woman who was naturally generous. Chen Yi inadvertently compared her with Yin Weiying, and realized belatedly that Min Ning would not lie on him and draw circles.

Chen Yi moved closer, and the slightly mellow smell of the heroine's sweat drifted to his nose. Min Ning frowned and turned his head away.

The two of them were silent for a while, and Min Ning suddenly asked:

"What did you say about your master before?"

Chen Yi was stunned for a moment, recalling the time when they were being affectionate with each other just now, and she had inadvertently said that Zhou Yitang was not as gentle as her, Min Ning.

He didn't know if Min Ning was jealous, so he said, "She is indeed not as gentle and capable as you, even though my Yue Chi is heroic."

"My Yuechi is here." Min Ning said with a hint of mockery.

Chen Yi said softly, "If it's not my family, then whose family is it? Forget it, I won't mention her. You will feel uncomfortable if I mention her. You only need to know one thing, it is much easier for me to stay with you than with her."

Min Ning didn't say "You are my Chen Zunming". The night was so dark that her face looked a little unclear.

Chen Yi held her gently in his arms.

Tonight, she seemed particularly eager to hear Chen Yi talk about him and Zhou Yitong. It was normal, as Min Ning always regarded Jian Jia as a potential rival. Fortunately, Min Ning was not too jealous, and in the end he did not ask whether he was more comfortable with her or with his master.

After a while, Min Ning asked again: "What do you think of Wu Buyu?"

Chen Yi thought for a moment, then asked, "How do you see it? How do you see what?"

"You are a kendo junior after all."

Chen Yi thought for a moment and said, "Respect him. No matter how I think about it, I still respect him more. Moreover, if it weren't for him, even if I solved the problems in my heart, it would be difficult for me to realize this state. Before, I felt like I was facing a great enemy. It was only after his death that I realized that Jian Chi had been not an enemy but a teacher."

Min Ning nodded slightly, as if he understood his mood.

Chen Yi looked at the sky with a long gaze, and said without a sigh: "However, it is a pity that he died like this, just like the Sword King of Loulan. After a few years, not many people will remember his name."

A hundred years ago, after the battle of Dangyang Lake that changed the world's number one, Sword Saint Wu Buyu died in the depths of people's hearts, leaving only the "Sword Demon" with a trace of blood. A hundred years later, Sword Demon Wu Buyu no longer exists...

You put down your sword without even asking where your old friends are. After three autumns, the martial arts world has forgotten you.

"Death is not scary, what is scary is regret." Min Ning sighed.

Chen Yi said, "Whether there are regrets or not, death is scary, and I won't die."

As he spoke, he grabbed Min Ning's hand and said seriously, "You won't die either."

She seemed a little surprised, and the whole night passed without paying any attention to Chen Yi's words.

.........

It was daybreak and the Sword Pond was exceptionally quiet. Without the sword intent disturbing the world, the natural beauty of the place became more prominent. Under the hazy skylight, there was nothing but a furry tranquility.

Yin Weiying did not sleep all night. After she gave up the Juejian Cave, she followed Lu Ying to find an abandoned cave and meditated all night. At this moment, the sky and the earth were clear, and her figure standing on the top of the mountain became more and more ethereal. She glanced at the location of the Juejian Cave and did not want to go there. But after thinking it over, she decided to take a look.

What if Chen Yi said that he liked her taste better, and Min Ning got so angry that she stabbed Chen Yi?
Yin Weiying thought secretly.

The branches of the grass and trees were intertwined, and there were many bushes along the way. The nun was peeking out from the edge of the cliff, her eyes looking inside.

Suddenly, a red shadow flashed across the shadows.

Yin Weiying was startled immediately and stepped back subconsciously. His foot stepped on empty air, his mind went blank, and he was about to fall to pieces.

The woman in red stretched out her right hand, grabbed her shoulder, pulled her up, and supported her on the ground.

The female priest was still in shock, and only after a moment did she breathe a sigh of relief. She looked up and saw that it was Min Ning alone, and couldn't help asking: "He... where is he?"

"Still sleeping." Min Ning said lightly.

Yin Weiying immediately asked in confusion: "Then why are you alone?"

Min Ning sneered, "Is it not okay if I don't bother you?"

Yin Weiying was delighted, but after thinking about it, he felt something was wrong. Then he was shocked and looked at Min Ning suspiciously. Could it be that she was deliberately setting a trap for him?

While she was thinking, Min Ning ignored her and walked straight past. Yin Weiying reached out to grab her right hand, but she dodged flexibly and grabbed her left hand instead, catching it in one go.

Min Ning frowned slightly.

"Are you leaving?" Yin Weiying asked in surprise.

"Well, why not?"

"…It's nothing." Yin Weiying was eager for her to leave, "Have a pleasant journey."

After saying that, the two of them let go of each other's hands, and Min Ning's figure gradually disappeared from sight.

The nun couldn't help but feel puzzled. Min Ning left without saying goodbye. Although it was due to her personality, her departure was not as casual as before.

Then, Yin Weiying belatedly thought of a suspicious point.
"Why does she always use her right hand?"

I don't know if this is suspicious...

…………

The corridor was dark and deep, with many corners and twists and turns, and it was almost pitch dark.

The woman in red walked for an unknown amount of time until she was getting closer and closer to the building where Master Bai had been.

She pressed against the wall, her body trembling, as if her soul had been taken away, and she knelt on one knee with trembling legs.

"Uh...uh..."

Min Ning groaned in pain twice, felt dizzy and swollen. He pounded his chest with one hand, his shoulders shrugged and shook, and he let out a breath of foul air.

She took a long breath, looked around, as if she had just woken up, and said subconsciously:
"It's raining... where is this?"

After waiting for a long time, I heard the answer from the rain.

“…We’ll be back in Shu soon.”

The voice sounded very much like it was about to fall asleep.

Min Ning was shocked and kept asking, "How are Chen Zunming and the others?"

"Nothing happened..." Zhuo Yu paused for a moment and said, "He won."

Min Ning breathed a sigh of relief, but looked around and was dumbfounded. How did she get here all of a sudden? She touched the wall again and again, and when she looked again, she saw the familiar Quanzhen Sect alchemy furnace.

Zhuo Yu explained in a low voice: "You were not originally from the Sword Pond. You entered this place by mistake. After Wu Buyue died, you were sent back by the secret realm on your own, so you ended up here."

Min Ning frowned his heroic eyebrows, still finding it a little unbelievable, but this explanation made sense.

Since nothing is wrong...

She shrugged, feeling the weight of her body again, the flailing of her limbs.

"This... is a bit sore." Min Ning pounded his thigh hard to relieve the soreness and muttered in his heart: "Why do I feel like I was... fucked?"

"You feel wrong."

"Really?" Min Ning couldn't help but murmur, "He wouldn't come while I'm asleep, would he? He's quite petty."

"He doesn't like you that much."

The one-armed woman whispered, her voice barely perceptible.

She didn't know what was wrong with her...she did such a ridiculous thing.

The root cause was that when he saw Chen Yi's sword, his heart was in a mess for the first time in a long time. When he thought about it again, it was actually his sword heart that was unstable.

It was all because of him, and seeing that he seemed to want to pursue the matter, Zhou Yitang did not leave Min Ning, but continued to play along. As for his impatience, she had known about it for a long time and was prepared for it - they were husband and wife in two lifetimes.

But even after hearing what he said, Zhou Yitang still didn't understand why his sword heart was unstable. In the moment of tenderness, all the past events flashed through his mind.

They were entangled in grievances in their previous lives, and they had spent their entire lives together. She always stroked his cheek after he fell asleep.

She killed the three corpses, and she shouldn't have been so entangled. In this life in the underground palace, she was soft-hearted for a while, and she should have cut it off when she had to...

There was no point in thinking any more, so Zhou Yitang lowered his eyes and stopped thinking.

The past is gone,
But the obsession still remains.

.........

I do not know how long it has been.

After the battle, Chen Yi was exhausted all night and suddenly woke up when the sky was bright.

When I opened my eyes hazily, I saw Yin Weiying sitting not far away, and Lu Ying was in the deepest part of the cave.

Chen Yi pressed his forehead, feeling a little drowsy. He looked at the sky outside the cave. The sun was shining brightly, as if it were spring. He had a dream that fit the situation last night.

In the dream, Zhou Yitang slowly approached.

She held down his body with one hand, without propping up the bed, but simply covered his eyes with a piece of cloth.

She didn't say much, just held his abdomen with one hand as usual.

Then…

Warmth and moisture flow into my arms.

Chen Yi didn't know why he had such a dream. When it came to dreams about his master, whether in his past life or this life, most of them were filled with guilt, followed by rare moments of harmony between husband and wife. He almost never had erotic dreams.

Maybe it was the feeling of being a chivalrous woman that was so alluring, plus Min Ning mentioned Zhou Yitang many times last night.

"What about her?"

Chen Yi was about to look for Min Ning, and the nun pointed to a place. He lowered his head and saw a few words left there.

"I'm gone, don't worry about me."

The writing is sharp, neat and decisive, just like the character of the chivalrous woman.

But the word "read" has a curve in the corner, maybe it has hesitated many times...

(End of this chapter)