Chen Yi said, "Many n are afraid of their wives, and I'm one of them."
Yin Weiyin clenched her molars until they hurt.
She had been thinking about a tender reunion after a short separation, tears flowing as they embraced, followed by private whispers of affection, soaring passions, indulging in whatever posture he preferred. And now this was what he showed her? The more Yin Weiyin dwelled on it, the more enraged she beca; the angrier she got, the more she thought about it.
Not only had he gotten entangled with so other Immortal, but they had even gotten married—and even more affectionate than he ever was with her… Yin Weiyin's eyes stung, and she nearly shed tears from anger. But she held herself back, her voice soft yet probing:
"You're saying your marriage is still quite fresh—could it be that you only just married at this age, my lord?"
This was her casting doubt on whether they were truly husband and wife. Chen Yi considered her suspicion silently. He and Lu Ying were rely pretending to be a couple for the ti being and had no trace of genuine affection between them. This Oiran was clearly accustod to witnessing romantic entanglents and could discern the truth from the subtlest clues.
After pondering his response, Chen Yi replied, "To be honest, although we haven't known each other long, she and I truly fell in love at first sight."
"So what you're saying is—there's another wife back ho?"
What an astute and brutal observation; even Lu Ying couldn't help but sigh inwardly.
Chen Yi was slightly taken aback as well, but he quickly adjusted and responded with a smile: "But a marriage arranged by my parents and matchmakers could never compare to true love between two hearts. Butterfly girl, you've seen enough romantic tales to surely understand what I an."
Yin Weiyin understood perfectly.
"Could never compare to true love…"
So being married to was a burden for you, huh?
She remarked with a forced smile, "I suppose the old saying holds true: ho flowers never sll as sweet as wildflowers."
Chen Yi said matter-of-factly, "Most who co to a brothel seeking true love already have a worn-out wife back ho. I imagine that's sothing Butterfly girl has seen often. In Jianghu, n's lives are filled with freedom and thrill, whereas won's lives are steeped in deep feelings. A wanderer like seeks both thrill and deep feelings."
Yin Weiyin didn't even hear the latter half of the sentence; her mind was consud by the first half.
A worn-out wife back ho…
Worn-out wife…
She nearly lost her temper! Even a female crown nearly fainted from fury!
As rage surged within her, she couldn't hold it back anymore. She no longer wanted to keep up the act of "Butterfly girl" and yelled angrily:
"You—you scoundrel!"
The continuous string of unreasonable scolding caught Chen Yi off guard, leaving him perplexed. Was this assassin frustrated because she couldn't manage an attack? On second thought, he was accustod to seeing assassins at Xique Pavilion, and none of them behaved like this. But Lifeng Pavilion was ultimately a Jianghu-based sect.
Chen Yi responded with a chuckle, "What does it matter to you whether I am a scoundrel?"
"What does it matter to ?" As the words left her lips, "Butterfly girl" laughed aloud, saying, "Then I ask you, my lord, to take a closer look at this face of mine."
With that, her delicate hand brushed past her cheek, enveloped in a shimring light. The enchanting Butterfly girl before their eyes transford in an instant into a snow-white Immortal.
That familiar yet ethereal face ca into view. Chen Yi's eyes slowly widened; Lu Ying was also stunned on the spot.
She smiled lightly and said, "My lord, does it matter now?"
That familiar voice reached his ears, causing Chen Yi's heart to pound wildly. But he quickly regained composure, his mind alert. This place was the territory of Lifeng Pavilion, how could Yin Weiyin appear here? Besides, such a coincidence was far too suspicious. She should be back on Taihua Mountain, pursuing her cultivation—so then…
Chen Yi snapped back to reality, his hand instinctively lowering to his blade to guard against any hidden danger. He smiled calmly and said:
"Butterfly girl, quite the impressive Illusion Technique."
Yin Weiyin's fingers froze mid-air, rigid in place.
After a brief pause, she pointed at herself and asked, "Illusion Technique?"
Chen Yi remained cautious, responding slowly, "No need to continue pretending. Let's be frank. I know assassins like you excel in Illusion Techniques, enticing victims before landing the fatal blow. Many in Jianghu have fallen for the 'beauty trap,' not because the won are truly stunning, but because they impersonate soone who is their innermost longing, their 'white moonlight.'"
"…Seems my spellwork is shallow and couldn't deceive my lord."
"In this world, few can truly deceive ."
"Then… could Yin Weiyin deceive you?"
Chen Yi was montarily stunned.
He heard her say, word by word: "Yin Weiyin, styled Luanhuang, journeyed with you through the underground palace, traversed the underworld, and finally exchanged vows in marriage—could she deceive you?"
?!
Chen Yi froze in place, his eyes widening as round as Copper Coins. Waves of shock washed over his heart, like a bolt of lightning striking his mind!
His thoughts surged like a flood: newlywed bliss, "true love" between hearts, a worn-out wife back ho… Each remark echoed like a boorang directly striking him, while the female crown smiled lightly, watching him.
Coming back to himself, he instinctively tried to put on his usual serious face and regain control of the situation, but then he saw the tear-laden, glistening eyes beneath the female crown's smiling expression. The bitterness, the sorrow, and so much longing…
Yin Weiyin's eyes brimd with tears, just as she was about to accuse him, saying: "You…"
"Wait, don't say anything yet. Today, I realized sothing important."
"What is it?"
Chen Yi sighed deeply and pulled out a pig-faced mask:
"I… am just a pig."
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