My Enemy Became My Cultivation Companion-Chapter 720 - 462: Joy and Laughter (Two in One)_3

Yin Weiyin's expression stiffened, the words he wanted to say caught in his throat, and only after a good while did he manage to speak:

"How is your cultivation level now?"

Dong Gong Ruoshu thought for a moment and replied, "Far inferior to Zun Ming."

Zun Ming has arrived... Though Yin Weiyin knew this didn't breach etiquette, an inexplicable unease rose in his heart, especially when faced with the sight of that figure, whose chest was so notably larger than his own.

Seeing Yin Weiyin refuse to speak, Dong Gong Ruoshu proactively asked, "Is there something troubling you, Lady Yin?"

The female crown forced a composed expression but sighed softly, "Not troubling, per se. Your face radiates with health, yet there's a faint darkness between your brows. It corresponds with the ancient Trigram of Sage Lü, the seventy-seventh hexagram about seeking wisdom by the Wei River—it's a mediocre omen. If things continue this way, catastrophe is unavoidable."

With that, Yin Weiyin drew the divination token. 𝙛𝓻𝒆𝒆𝒘𝙚𝓫𝙣𝙤𝒗𝙚𝓵.𝙘𝙤𝙢

Upon seeing the associated poem, "The overturned carriage before shall serve as a mirror for caution," Dong Gong Ruoshu stood dumbfounded, allowing the female crown into the room to explain in detail.

The two drank together at the table, both becoming thoroughly intoxicated.

Yin Weiyin, noble princess that she was, had seen her father entertaining guests and knew well the art of winning one's favor. She spoke eloquently, leaving Dong Gong Ruoshu dazed and confused, quickly coaxing away most of her secrets.

Yin Weiyin raised her bowl, flushed with alcohol, and delivered a decisive declaration: "Since you and I are both noble women, we shall have a noblewoman's agreement. Promise me you won't harbor feelings for him."

"Mm-mm-mm! I don't like him, nor will I ever like him," Dong Gong Ruoshu, her face flushed crimson, raised her wine bowl and exclaimed, "Drink!"

"Drink... Wait, why is it all gone..."

Yin Weiyin, in her daze, looked down to find her bowl empty.

Only a little was left in the wine jar.

She reached out for it, but Dong Gong Ruoshu quickly grabbed hold. The female crown hurried to keep her grip, but she couldn't manage to wrest it free, and the two found themselves locked in a stalemate.

"Why are you snatching it?" Yin Weiyin, her face burning hot, coldly asked.

"Because I know that stolen wine tastes better."

Yin Weiyin immediately let go with a push, "But I think that gifted wine tastes better."

"Then I absolutely have to snatch it?"

"Then I absolutely have to let you have it."

"What will you let go of?"

"What are you snatching?"

"Shall we say it together?"

"Together, let's say it."

The two took a deep breath and, almost simultaneously, said:

"For you to drink the wine!" "For me to snatch the wine!"

After their voices fell, the two froze for a moment, then burst out laughing.

"What a pair of scoundrel buddies!" Dong Gong Ruoshu lifted the wine jar and downed it in one gulp, laughing heartily, "I'm the scoundrel."

"Then I'm..." Yin Weiyin pointed at herself, hesitating, "a... dog?"

The two drank until they were thoroughly drunk. The female crown suddenly realized that Dong Gong Ruoshu's thoughts were quite simple after all—not quite as difficult to get along with as she'd imagined.

If not for Chen Yi, perhaps they could have even become close friends.

This time, with her earlier lessons learned, Yin Weiyin was smarter. She warned Dong Gong Ruoshu not to let anyone else know, lest the charm lose its potency and their fortunes be unable to turn.

Regrettably, Chen Yi was clever too. Seeing that Yin Weiyin hadn't come to visit, he suspected she'd gone off to Dong Gong Ruoshu's place. Every sly ploy and trick the female crown employed to deceive the naive girl became entirely known to him.

Even in her drunken state, as the autumn wind swept by, her sleeves billowed like a celestial dance, yet Yin Weiyin walked with steady steps, exuding an ethereal grace.

But waiting for her was Chen Yi.

Before long, the female crown's trembling voice echoed against the walls of the small building:

"You... you heard everything?"

"No, absolutely not, that place is off-limits no matter what!"

"You're being absurd! How could you take advantage of this to bully me?!"

The spring breeze suddenly returned, flowers blooming and fading in turn.

No matter what hardships they faced, Yin Weiyin ultimately fulfilled her goals.

Even knowing a farewell was imminent, there was never a day Chen Yi wasn't joyful. Though books say farewells are always steeped in sorrow, who could have guessed how many nights they'd spent laughing together so happily?