My enemies became my companions

Chapter 571: To the Beloved
Ice crystals formed under the eaves, and condensed water droplets dripped down bit by bit.

Chen Yi took a deep breath and didn't want to watch it anymore. It was actually meaningless. It was just a little fox dreaming. What was there to see?

Dreams, after all, have no imagination at all. They are just ordinary dreams. Any dream Chen Yi makes is better than the one she dreamed of.

Not interesting.

Chen Yi sat in his original position, silent, his eyes slightly vacant, and asked in a calm voice: "Old man, what's going on with this dream?"

The old saint didn't know what he saw, but she felt that Chen Yi's tone was much more serious than before. After pondering for a while, she said: "It's hard to say for the time being. Dreams are just illusions. People can dream whatever they want. There are no taboos. Even if they want to be the Jade Emperor in a dream, they can do it. But... this illusion is not created by one person, but by countless residual souls indulging in dreams.

It is easy to wake up one person, but it is very difficult to wake up everyone. It is as difficult as going through fire and water. "

"It's easy to wake someone up..." Chen Yi muttered after hearing this, and then asked: "Tell me, how do you wake someone up?"

This time he went deeper, neither the True Vacuum Hometown nor the Three-Five Evil-Slaying Sword had anything to do with him. He just wanted to take Yin Tingxue and Donggong Ruoshu away from this place. It can be said that among the people he met along the way, he was the only one with the least ambition.

Since we can just wake him up and take him away, there's no need to add a lot of trouble.

"It is not difficult to wake someone up. What people see during the day is what they dream about at night...Thinking during the day is a change at night. Dreams are changes in reality. If a person dreams of a good dream, he will continue to sink into it unless he wakes up naturally. And...If a person dreams of a bad dream, he will of course wake up out of fear."

As the old saint spoke, she seemed to be using her spiritual sense to survey the surroundings. Everything was so warm and beautiful; even the candlelight revealed a warm color.

"Let's wake everyone up."

The old saint was stunned for a moment when the words fell, and then she smiled and said, "I knew you couldn't bear it."

"Wrong, I like the challenge."

Chen Yi stood up, as if he didn't want to argue with anyone. Yin Weiying saw him turn around and leave the guest room, not knowing where he was going.

She was going to pay a visit to her mother-in-law, "Princess Xiang". Yin Weiying understood immediately that her golden boy husband was still a bit childish. It was just a dream. What was the point of seeing him or not?
But she changed her mind and thought that if it were her, he would probably go out of his way to see her too.

But just want peace of mind.

It was like a snowflake falling from the tip of her heart, melting in an instant, and the coolness penetrated her heart. She had never been compatible with him before, and they were even more unfriendly at the beginning. She was disdainful and unwilling to get into his heart, until this moment, when she was in Donggong Ruoshu's body, she suddenly understood him a little.

She shook her head, not understanding why.

In the side hall, after the princess was initially shocked, she was about to put on a stern face and teach Yin Tingxue a lesson, but she saw the man who was taken home walking slowly towards the door.

As he got closer, Yin Tingxue became nervous for no reason and stepped forward to stop him, but he reached out and touched her head, facing the princess.

"Uh...how should I say...mother-in-law?"

He paused for a long time, and finally spoke, stuttering a little.
“…I am…not the son-in-law…that’s not right either, forget it…I am Chen Yi.”

The princess initially looked at him with scrutiny and caution, but when the cheap son-in-law stammered for a while, his expression was so funny that people could not help laughing.

Such a shy person doesn't seem to be a bad person.

A flash of embarrassment flashed across Chen Yi's face. He didn't want to face such a situation. He was used to being joking and fierce to others in his daily life, and he had forgotten how to face such a situation of meeting the parents.

"What do you want to say?" Fortunately, the princess finally spoke. Although her tone was intimate, it also helped him out of the predicament. In the corner of Chen Yi's eyes, Yin Tingxue looked up at him with her eyes slightly shining. She had been looking forward to this day for a long time.

He took a deep breath and said, "Well... Tingxue probably told you that she and I were already married. It was a hasty marriage, without a matchmaker, and without the three letters and six ceremonies. We were not a good match..."

After a series of words were spoken, Chen Yi's eyes shifted and fell into the void. The more he spoke, the more unsure he felt for no reason. He didn't even know what he was saying. It was as if everything was blank and empty.

In the corner of his eye, Yin Tingxue was looking at him with a smile on her little face.

It was not just a blank space, but also his wife, his little fox, her smile, her expectations. She gently held his hand, giving him strength, as if countless colors filled the blank space...

"Don't be afraid..." She said softly, "Mom is very gentle and wants to have a good son-in-law."

“…I’m not afraid.” He retorted coldly.

"Oh, I'm scared. I'm so nervous." Yin Tingxue held him tightly, her little hands feeling warm.

The voices in the side hall were stuttering, and the fine snow outside the house was falling intermittently. No one knew how long it would last. It was still falling, seeping into the window frames and melting. This county town was still asleep.

The princess was still there, her gaze gradually becoming gentle and loving as she looked at the two of them, waiting for his words.

Finally, he spoke:

"But, I... am her husband, and we are a perfect match."

Everything was quiet for a moment.

He seemed to hear the sound of snow too.

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Yin Weiying pondered for a long time and finally understood why.

In the past, she really didn't know Chen Yi's state of mind. Firstly, he regarded himself as an immortal and didn't care much. Secondly, he was driven by carnal desires and indulged in slaying the red dragon and subduing the white tiger. Therefore, he couldn't see clearly and couldn't hear clearly.

Chen Yi is more than just lustful. He is also complicated, with many alternating emotions. That is why he sometimes appears indecisive, and sometimes decisive. Lust is just his most obvious and prominent side.

Maybe it was because of the changed perspective, Yin Weiying's identity prevented her from seeing so much... Now as a sideline observer, she realized that he was particularly nostalgic for their old relationship.

She raised her eyebrows slightly. He now had another weakness that could be manipulated.

In an instant, many thoughts rose and sank, and countless threads extended and intertwined.

For example, although he did not want to have children because of his religious beliefs, if he really wanted a child, then he could wait until the young lady from the Lin family became pregnant and gave birth to a child, and then he would have the child as his own. Wouldn't that be wonderful?
For example, if he could win over Yin Tingxue and ask her to take sides between Zhou Yitang and himself, wouldn't he be able to sit back and enjoy the show?
For another example, if she died in front of him and on her deathbed followed the story of Lady Li of Emperor Wu of Han and entrusted him to cherish and love Yin Weiying with all his heart, even if he was unwilling, how could he not be devoted to her since he was so loyal and righteous?
Her thoughts went back and forth, all of these things could be inferred. Thinking of this, she looked out the window at the falling snow, and couldn't help feeling a little regretful.

Why can’t I have a similar dream?
Even if he is not completely infatuated, it would be good to have a little more concern.
In a corner of her heart, she was not aware that at some point, the identity of "Taiyi" had been separated from that of "Taihua Goddess".

(End of this chapter)