My enemies became my companions

Chapter 2 I am yours

After waking up from a nap, Yin Tingxue heard a familiar cry from the side hall.

She had a nightmare.

A drowsy feeling came over her, and in her dream, a guard dressed in black cruelly interrupted her bridge to immortality.

Thinking of this, Yin Tingxue couldn't help but shiver.

According to the laws of Dayu, all children of convicted families, regardless of gender, must have their bridge to immortality broken, thus cutting off their path to prolonging life by practicing Qigong and cultivating immortality.

After waking up from the dream, Yin Tingxue took a few breaths.

Gazing at the silent buildings of Prince Xiang's Mansion, Yin Tingxue happened to think of the heavy snow in Yintai Temple. She sat in front of the stone Bodhisattva in a daze, guarding the frozen tribute and watching the snow fall in Yintai Temple for a day and a night.

Her mother was the principal wife of Prince Xiang, but she passed away due to illness three years ago. Before her death, the place she often stayed in was the Yintai Temple built for her by Prince Xiang in the palace.

After his mother died, Yin Tingxue often went there to worship. He sat in the main hall, looking at the stone Buddha and listening to the heavy snow falling.

It is hard to imagine that the snow in Yintai Temple is now out of reach.

When the people who came to confiscate the family's property arrived, the whole family was in chaos. Prince Xiang wanted to force his way out of the capital with the prince, but was caught by the Imperial Guards at the city gate. Without a backbone, there was no one in Prince Xiang's mansion who could take charge.

Many women in the family cried, but Yin Tingxue did not.

She knew one thing.

The Light and Dark Cult had already designated me as the Saint, and they were determined to rescue me even at the risk of their lives.

Even though she didn't like this, she knew they were a cult, but she had no choice.

In the end, almost all the female family members would be punished and sent to the laundry bureau or the music bureau, becoming slaves. Only she was saved by the Ming and An Divine Religion and became a saint of the religion.

Everything is already destined.

In the side hall of the palace, the cries of women and children could be heard from time to time, and despair spread to the beams. Yin Tingxue said nothing, but occasionally touched the silver bills in his pocket.

Faced with the fate of becoming a slave, the women in the family divided the silver bills in the mansion. Everyone hid some on their bodies. They were in a panic as no one knew if they would be found out. However, since Yin Tingxue was an unmarried daughter of the first wife, she got particularly many silver bills.

It’s more than three thousand taels.

This made Yin Tingxue feel a little relieved.

Even if the Light and Dark Sect had not come, three thousand taels of silver would be enough for her to use for a lifetime.

If she is lucky, she can use the three thousand taels of silver to redeem herself when the emperor comes of age and issues a general amnesty.

It's fine…

Yin Tingxue forced a bitter smile and looked at the gate of the palace. What echoed in her mind was the snow in Yintai Temple.

The quiet snow made her calm down as well, and she looked at the dead silent scene with strength.

until…

A man in black official uniform appeared on the bluestone brick road.

Yin Tingxue's eyes first stopped, then slowly widened, and finally... her whole body was shaking and trembling.

The girl, who had never cried before, suddenly had tears in her eyes.

The cold wind of late autumn rushed in.

Those were tears of fear.

Chen Yi walked over to meet her gaze and looked at her carefully.

Her face was really small, and her eyes were pitiful and lovely almond-shaped, with tears constantly flowing. At this age, her nose was not upturned, but it was still a beautiful nose. Her skin was white and soft, and she was a little younger than the Queen Mother Yu. She was smart and delicate. She had not yet married, so she was not a princess, but a princess.

Some women become dignified, classical and graceful only when they are nearly thirty, but some women are stunningly beautiful at the age of fifteen or sixteen.

Tsk tsk…Finally meet you.

The Holy Maiden of the Demon Cult.

Chen Yi glanced at the numbers on the panel.

Negative emotions: 30

Chen Yi remembered that it was written in the transition tips of "Tianwai Tian" that Yin Tingxue was a little fox who was tough on the outside but soft on the inside and would resist.

"Yes, it's you..."

Yin Tingxue couldn't help but said with a trembling voice,
"It's you who wants to interrupt my bridge of immortality!"

She stood up holding on to the pillar, feeling terrified. She had seen this person in her dream!

Chen Yi took a step forward, squatted down, grabbed her little hand, and said with a smile:

"it's me."

When such a handsome man smiles, anyone would believe that he is a beauty.

But Yin Tingxue only felt that his smile was sinister.

In the dream, it was he who interrupted her bridge to immortality!
Holding her little hand, Chen Yi was thinking about something in his mind, then he stood up and took her out of the hall.

There were Jinyiwei outside the house, and when they saw this scene, they pretended not to see it.

This is a hundred households!
What's wrong with eating some meat?
Chen Yi took her into the vast pavilions and towers of Prince Xiang's Mansion.

Yin Tingxue's mind was dull, and she just let Chen Yi pull her away like a motionless puppet, with only the banknotes in her lapel shaking up and down.

That was enough money to last her a lifetime, or even to redeem herself.

There was no one around. Chen Yi looked at the slightly dazed princess. Tears were streaming down her face. After a long moment, she looked up at him.

Yin Tingxue finally came to her senses and asked:

"You...you recognize me?"

Chen Yi said subconsciously:

"of course."

When Yin Tingxue heard Chen Yi's words, she asked as if she had heard something terrible:

"Who...are you? Who exactly are you?"

You wiped out the entire family and broke the meridians of the person.

Chen Yi's mouth corners twitched, and he grabbed her hand even tighter.

She couldn't help feeling pain.

Negative emotions: 35

Chen Yi looked at the girl, his lust surged.
"The captain of the Western Factory, Chen Yi, courtesy name Zunming."

"And you, Yin Tingxue, the Saintess of the Light and Dark Sect."

The Ming and An Divine Religion has 3,000 followers and worships the Great Ming Lord. It advocates that the world should be divided into the light world and the dark world.

Two years ago, King Xiang worshipped Buddha on the surface, but in fact he converted to the Ming and An Sect secretly. The Sect also secretly recruited masters from all over the world for King Xiang.

Winning over a court prince was extremely risky, and one wrong move could lead to a complete loss. However, who could blame the Xiang prince's daughter who was born in the Xiang prince's mansion? She was designated as a pure saint by the former leader's will, and she was only waiting to marry and go to the Divine Religion.

"You...how do you know?"

After hearing these words, Yin Tingxue's face turned even paler, and she stared at the other person in disbelief with her eyes wide open.

"Not only do you want to interrupt the Eternal Life Bridge... you also want to kill me?"

Of course Chen Yi couldn't tell her, he found out from the later plot.

The Prince of Xiang's mansion was ransacked, and he and the men in his mansion were sentenced to exile three thousand miles away, while the women in his family became slaves. This was because the Imperial Guards discovered that the Prince of Xiang was colluding with the Demon Cult, and also because they only discovered that the Prince of Xiang was colluding with the Demon Cult.

Neither the Ming and An Divine Sect nor the Prince Xiang's Palace had ever leaked the news that Yin Tingxue was the Holy Maiden of the Demon Sect.

Once it leaks,
I'm afraid the whole family will be executed.

Thinking of this hopeless situation, Yin Tingxue trembled violently.

She gritted her teeth and said in a trembling voice: "Then kill me, I'm not afraid..."

Chen Yi looked at her pretending to be resolute and said jokingly:
"So what's your last wish?"

The autumn wind was blowing as they stood on a stone bridge. The rushing river flowed off into the distance, eerily quiet. It seemed like the Indian river of reincarnation that accommodated both the living and the dead. People often knelt by the river, praying for blessings in the afterlife.

The wind was cold, almost bone-chillingly cold.

She raised her head and looked at the person she had dreamed of, forcing a smile.
"Can you... let me go back to Yintai Temple?

My mother passed away there. I was praying for her when she passed away. Now that it is my turn to pass away, I want to pray for her again."

After Chen Yi pondered for a moment, he nodded slightly.

After walking across the stone bridge, they stepped into Yintai Temple, which was the place where the late princess practiced meditation and prayed for blessings. Medicine King Bodhisattva was enshrined inside. Maple leaves were falling in the courtyard behind them, and the treasure bowl in front of them was filled with incense ash.

She didn't know how many times she had prayed for her deceased mother.

Chen Yi couldn't help but wonder, was this girl who cruelly killed him in her previous life really that kind of person?
Birds of a feather flock together. Has the environment of the cult changed her?

Since entering Yintai Temple, Yin Tingxue gradually stopped trembling and suppressed her fear, leaving only sadness on her face.

Every last minute and every second of your life is long.

The cold wind blew through the Buddhist gate of Yintai Temple, just like it did then. In Yin Tingxue's memory, she was always gentle and her face was always pale. When the weather was cold, she would hold Yin Tingxue in her arms, and she would not let go no matter how hard she held her.

And that winter, the emaciated woman could no longer hold on and lay sluggishly on the bed. Her hands had no strength left and she couldn't even hug her daughter.

Her lips moved, but only a humming sound came out.

She had no hope for a child, so when she died, she only left one sentence on her bed.

"You have to be good and be a good man."

She was afraid that the girl wouldn't understand, so she wrote over and over again until she ran out of strength, until the bed was wrinkled, and she wrote until she fell asleep and never woke up again.

Yin Tingxue looked at the familiar Yintai Temple, tears welling up in her eyes, but she forced a smile.

"Buddha, please tell her:"

She choked up:

"Mom, Tingxue is going to look for her."

The temple was dead silent, and the Bodhisattva lowered his brows silently.

After a long while, her lips trembled slightly, and a groaning sound like wood breaking came out:
"Thus I have heard, once the Buddha was in the Jetavana Grove in the country of Savatthi..."

Suddenly, Yin Tingxue broke free from him and rushed to the Bodhisattva, as if she was going to commit suicide by banging her head against the wall. She stopped in front of the incense burner and grabbed the flint on the table.

Chen Yi looked at the girl in blue and was in a trance. She exuded an unspeakable stubbornness and determination.

She looked like she was going to kill someone.

Yin Tingxue was reciting Buddhist scriptures and striking a flint. Flames rose from the treasure bowl in front of the desk. Her face was unclear in the firelight, as if it was burning fiercely.

Yes, burning...

She is probably the Golden Pavilion among women, with a beauty that is destined to burn up in fire.

Yin Tingxue tore open her clothes with both hands, and banknotes fell out like goose feathers and snow. The wailing in the distant palace gradually faded. The three thousand taels of silver, which were enough for her to use for her whole life and could redeem her innocence, all rolled into the flames. The red and black flames leaped up, and bursts of black smoke leaped up.

This silver is of no use now, so it is better to burn it and pray for blessings.

Yin Tingxue's lips trembled slightly and there were traces of tears on her face. The girl knelt in front of the Bodhisattva statue, clasped her hands together, bowed her head and prayed, over and over again.

Since that winter, the girl often prayed, hoping that she would have a better life over there, just like in the past and like now.

The stone statue of the Bodhisattva lowered its eyes and remained silent, as if looking at the daughter of King Xiang with pity, but it remained silent all the time. No matter how the daughter of King Xiang prayed, it remained silent.

According to legend, Medicine King Bodhisattva can heal the sufferings of all living beings, but in the end, it seemed that he could not hear a young girl's prayers.

An unknown amount of time had passed when a huge shadow suddenly appeared behind him. Yin Tingxue hung her head in a daze, her eyes already closed.

"Mom, I'm here to see you."

………………

An unknown amount of time had passed, but Yin Tingxue still hadn't seen the knife fall.

Chen Yi looked at her and had made up his mind.

It’s better not to kill her.

Whether it was for his own technique or because of her nature at the moment...

It was better not to kill her. Instead, he took her into his house and made her a concubine, so that she would never have any contact with the cult again. Then he would torment her and she would have to endure it silently.

What's more, I have a clear understanding of myself and I know that I am a lustful person.

His knife did not fall for a long time, and Yin Tingxue turned his face away stiffly.

"It would be a shame to kill you."

Chen Yi smiled faintly.

No, I don't like killing people, I like taking wives and concubines.

After surviving the disaster, Yin Tingxue was stunned for a long time.

After a long time, she took a deep breath, mistakenly thinking that he could communicate, and asked slowly:

"what you up to?
Do you want to join the Divine Religion? ...If so, there will definitely be a place for you to be worshipped.”

Negative emotions: 35

There was a hint of teasing in Chen Yi's eyes.
"I am a centurion of the Western Factory, and I am not greedy for money. Why do I run to your mountain village to be a priest?"

Hearing this, Yin Tingxue paused, and her breathing became rapid.

An indescribable despair filled the air.

"What do you want... to have the entire Xiangwang family executed?"

Yin Tingxue was silent for a while, then asked in a trembling voice.

"You're going to hell? That's too tragic. I said I won't kill you."

Chen Yi said with a smile.

"It's better to let you have a good place to go."

Yin Tingxue's eyes were filled with panic for a moment, but soon, this precocious girl who grew up in a royal palace realized something.

She slowly calmed down, then lowered her eyes and asked tentatively in a low voice:

"You want to... take me as your concubine and bring me into your house?"

Chen Yi couldn't help but admire the girl's intuition.

So, facing this woman who had interrupted his meridians in his previous life and whose longevity bridge he had interrupted, Chen Yi gently patted her back and said calmly:
"You are very perceptive and smarter than most women."

"If it weren't for me, you would have been taken away by the Demon Cult, made into a saint, and then suddenly appeared in the world..."

As Chen Yi spoke, he glanced at the panel.

After these words were spoken, the negative emotions rose rapidly and reached a high of sixty.

Yin Tingxue raised her eyes firmly, stared at Chen Yi fiercely and said:
“No, no!

I will never let a beast like you succeed even if I die!"

Chen Yi laughed back.

"Now, you don't have a choice."

Just kidding, even if I didn’t travel to “Tianwai Tian”, I would have collected almost all the female characters worth mentioning in this perfect archive.

Now, the perfect save is in progress. While the Demon Cult has not arrived and Yin Tingxue has not grown up yet, it is a good time to accept her into the mansion.

What's more, his original martial arts technique was the Yin-Yang Art of Resentment.

Looking at the resolute Yin Tingxue, Chen Yi said slowly:

"Think about it, do you really want to be a saint of a demon cult, killing innocent people and deceiving believers?"

After hearing the soothing words, she did not appreciate it and still reacted violently.

"That's better."

She choked.
"That's better than being inferior to others and enduring shame!"

Chen Yi looked at her straightly and said calmly:
"In this case, how can you face the late princess?"

Yin Tingxue froze. She recalled her frail mother breathing weakly in front of her sickbed.

At that time, my mother could no longer speak and could only write on the bed with her fingers to express what was in her heart.

Yin Tingxue still remembers that the last sentence she wrote was...

"You have to be good and be a good man."

The girl trembled and kept asking:
"How did you know……"

The man in front of him seemed to have some kind of magical power that could see through his heart. He said he was the Holy Maiden of the Demon Cult, but he was more like the Demon King Mara.

"I know you better than you think."

Chen Yi chuckled and said:
"Besides, I told you, you don't have a choice."

The girl fell silent. She had nothing left, almost nothing. The three thousand taels of silver were all thrown into the fire and burned completely. She had no way out.

The flames were so fierce that they seemed to be about to burst through the door and soar into the sky.

"I don't have a choice..."

Yin Tingxue muttered absentmindedly, as if she wanted to ask a question, but the Bodhisattva remained silent.

"Yeah, I... don't have a choice."

Chen Yi slowly stretched out his hand, wanting to comfort her, but as soon as he put his hand on her, she shook it away.

She gasped for a while and then suddenly raised her head, grabbed Chen Yi's hand and pulled it tightly into her arms.

She stared at her enemy and said stubbornly:
"I am your concubine now!"

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