My Enemy Became My Cultivation Companion-Chapter 721 - 463: Pig Face Again (Two in One)

The days were drawing near, and Chen Yi could not stay at Taihua Mountain forever. It was time for him to leave.

Leaving Taihua Mountain carried no burden for Chen Yi, nor any displeasure. Compared to the monotonous journey, the mountain was a paradise of indulgence, filled with food and sleep, sleep and food. Ordinary days felt like a gentle haven, enticing him to revel in it.

He didn't want to leave either, but he still had to. After all, Zhou Yitang and Yin Tingxue were waiting for him. Now, Chen Yi's dream was as small as it could be, and that was to host a party for Yin once again.

Chen Yi's thoughts were simple, whereas Yin Weiyin's were more complex. She felt vexed by Chen Yi's interaction with Dong Gong Ruoshu in recent days. Although she outwardly conformed to the usual routine, her heart remained cold. Surprisingly, Chen Yi couldn't detect any of it, making the female crown feel a sense of futile disappointment.

Was she hiding it too well, so much so that this ordinary man could not see a bit of it? Yin Weiyin pondered, wondering if she should make it more obvious. For several days, she kept a slightly cold demeanor, but Chen Yi still showed no reaction.

He wanted everything but offered no tenderness. Where else in the world could there be such a thing?

Yin Weiyin secretly gritted her teeth in the night with anger, yet had to maintain a facade of calmness, lest she be mocked for being "impatient". Her ten fingers gripped the blanket, covering half her head—she slept feeling stifled.

"Are you in a bad mood?" Chen Yi tugged at her blanket.

"No," Yin Weiyin replied flatly, not looking at him, yet hoping he could discern something unusual from her plainness.

Chen Yi couldn't read her mind and didn't know what this confused woman was thinking. He merely assumed it was the looming farewell, a slight fluctuation of mood, so he pulled her closer and said softly, "You can't sleep well with your head covered."

Yin Weiyin pondered for a moment, revealing a little, "Can you wear a pig face for me to see?"

Chen Yi could never agree and teased, "You're thinking too much."

Feeling even more stifled, Yin Weiyin silently pulled back the blanket.

In the last few days, Chen Yi continued to spar with Dong Gong Ruoshu over sword matters. From her, he heard of the previous commission to assassinate the Crown Prince. The specifics were left unsaid by Miss Donggong, as she was now in Great Yu and there was no rush. However, the Crown Prince still needed to die. For some reason, this foolish girl was very concerned about this matter.

Previously, Chen Yi thought Dong Gong Ruoshu wanted to kill the Crown Prince simply because she didn't want to marry. Now, he saw that perhaps there was another hidden reason. Although their relationship grew closer over time, Miss Donggong always spoke vaguely about this issue.

Three days before the Chongyang Festival, Chen Yi and Lu Ying finally had to leave.

It was bound to happen sooner or later, they were prepared for it and didn't need to think much. They just left as planned.

A man and a woman descended the hundreds of steps of Taihua Mountain slowly. Lu Ying looked up at the vast sky and then sideways at Chen Yi.

Chen Yi noticed her gaze and suddenly asked, "Are you happy to be going back?"

Lu Ying answered without thinking, "Neither happy nor unhappy."

"Is that so..."

Chen Yi put his hands on his hips, watching the long winding mountain path. He exhaled a breath, silently pondering how to bring Lu Ying back.

In a past life, Zhou Yitang was also so detached, completely indifferent to worldly matters. What had he done then? He filled the mountains with peony flowers, leaving a crack in her solid defenses, then broke her sword, forcing her to become his wife. Over time, she gradually showed signs of life, she'd smile secretly, clench her fists...

He wasn't a good person at that time, Chen Yi knew that too. But looking at it from another angle, perhaps it was accidentally clever. He unintentionally disturbed her world and then became her world. Unfortunately, these tactics were ones he neither should nor could use on Lu Ying. That was a line he should not cross.

Chen Yi didn't know where to start. After walking for a long time, he suddenly saw wildflowers withered on the roadside, heads bowed, and the autumn wind blew the stems into disarray.

"The flowers have fallen." The white flowers lined the path, and he turned his face to ask, "What are you thinking about?"

"Nothing."

Feeling a bit awkward, Chen Yi continued, "Then do you know what I'm thinking about?"

"Something boring," Lu Ying said calmly.

"Not boring," Chen Yi paused, then asked, "Do you know what level I'm at?"

"A very high level."

"..."

Every attempt to start a conversation was cut off like a Dragon Slayer Sword by Lu Ying.

Chen Yi pressed his temples, chuckling softly, "Do you know what 'chuunibyou' is?"

"What's 'chuunibyou'?" Lu Ying apparently had never heard of the word.

"It's thinking you've seen through everything... understand? That's called 'chuunibyou'."

Lu Ying said, "Mm, I'm very 'chuunibyou'."

Alright, it was indeed impossible to talk today. Chen Yi closed his mouth, giving up the idea of continuing the conversation. Lu Ying's detachment wasn't due to something as superficial as 'chuunibyou', he merely distorted it intentionally, hoping to provoke her. But the truth was he had oversimplified his approach.

Since that was the case, he had to try this trick. Chen Yi reached for Square Land.

Lu Ying continued walking, without any distracting thoughts, and so she walked faster, ahead of Chen Yi, while the world ahead became clearer and brighter.

"Hey."

She heard a voice behind her,

"Are you lonely?"

Lu Ying kept walking but turned back for a glance, just in time to see a pig face peeking through the shadows of swaying trees. 𝓯𝙧𝓮𝓮𝒘𝓮𝙗𝙣𝒐𝒗𝒆𝓵.𝓬𝓸𝒎

It was the pig face mask she had given him.

She felt neither joy nor sorrow, yet for a moment, her steps ceased. No matter how she tried, she found it difficult to move forward.