Chapter 468: Chapter 354 Catching Adulterers in the Act_2
The two of them tacitly chose not to mention anything about love or liking.
"Deepen our bond a little?" Chen Yi’s hand wandered up her long hair, resting gently on her shoulder.
Dong Guifei bit her lower lip lightly. Now that the effects of the medicine had subsided, she could have refused him. But seeing him lean closer, and pondering that he would be a future consort, discussing Buddhist Law further wouldn’t be too much, would it?
She loosened her grip on the quilt, her gathered hair tips cascading down...
Yet, the lust-clouded Chen Yi didn’t notice,
a familiar petite figure was quietly approaching.
The dusk melted into night, and the moonlight tonight was exceptionally bright.
Wrapped in a red cotton coat, the petite figure began her journey from an unknown dilapidated temple, walking for about fifteen minutes until she finally arrived outside the Cui Mansion.
Along the way, she used the Divination Skill that Zhou Yitang had taught her to determine her direction. Even though it was her first time applying it, everything went surprisingly well.
The closer she got, the more inexplicable joy swelled in the little fox’s heart.
She came to find him—would he be surprised?
"You’ve taken the wrong path."
As she was thinking about it, Zhou Yitang’s voice sounded by her ear.
Although Zhou Yitang couldn’t see what Yin Tingxue saw, she could perceive the divination signs.
Yin Tingxue glanced at the sign and scratched her head. She had been too eager, mistakenly turning into the wrong alley.
After this small detour, Yin Tingxue became much more focused, yet her anticipation made her intentionally, or unintentionally, take small, quick steps.
Arriving outside the Cui Mansion, the paper doll doorman naturally wouldn’t let her in, and Yin Tingxue didn’t dare to disturb anyone else. Thus, she utilized the Wind Manipulation Technique she had recently learned and swept inside.
Landing smoothly from above, Yin Tingxue stretched her arms and cast another divination.
He was getting closer.
The little fox murmured silently to herself, her fingertips stroking a small paper boat she had taken out from her bosom and held tightly in her palm.
Her palms were damp with sweat—a girl’s nervousness as she prepared to gift her husband.
Tonight’s moonlight was particularly radiant, and the cobblestone path gleamed silver. Yin Tingxue followed the path, weaving through the lush flowers and grasses lining both sides.
"What could he be doing?"
Reaching outside the courtyard, Yin Tingxue muttered softly,
"If he sees me... would he be happy?"
The little fox walked slowly, lifting her head full of anticipation, and saw flickering candlelight, overlapping shadows shifting back and forth...
She paused for a moment, her hand moving involuntarily to push open the door.
Cold wind rushed into the room. Chen Yi froze for a moment, turning his head toward the door with a puzzled expression...
Thud...
A small paper boat... fell to the ground.
Under the moonlit night, only the silhouette of a girl standing still came into view.
"You..."
Chen Yi stared blankly at the little fox outside the door. Her almond-shaped eyes widened, her hands empty, with the paper boat quietly resting on the ground.
"You..."
Dong Guifei, her face flushed, snapped back to her senses and froze, raising her eyes to see Chen Yi’s expression, which was even more stiffened than hers.
"You..."
As the paper boat caught his gaze, Chen Yi seemed to have guessed something. For a split second, it felt as if his blood was flowing backward, a torrent of thoughts galloping through his mind like wild horses.
"You..."
The girl bit her teeth lightly, speaking in a soft tone:
"...Don’t let Master Zhou find out..."
After saying that, she considerately closed the door, stepped back a little, and stood dumbfounded.
Footsteps came from outside the room. Chen Yi quickly threw on his clothes, opened the door, and at the sight of him, Yin Tingxue promptly picked up the paper boat on the ground and hid it behind her back.
"Find out what? What’s going on here?"
Zhou Yitang’s voice rang by Yin Tingxue’s ear. Her breathing quickened, and she trembled as she stared at Chen Yi for a moment before finally saying:
"Nothing... It’s just a bit wet on the ground; maybe the house is leaking."
"And what’s so worth discovering about that?"
From his tone, Zhou Yitang seemed to furrow his brows slightly.
Yin Tingxue glanced at Chen Yi. He stood awkwardly near the door, frozen in place.
The little fox’s cheeks flushed red as she lowered her gaze, thought for a moment, and whispered:
"He... he... was doing something to himself... so dirty, so embarrassing..."
This was clearly an excuse she had come up with to cover for Chen Yi.
But Chen Yi could also hear the faint resentment hidden in the girl’s tone.
Hearing the girl’s explanation, Zhou Yitang relaxed her furrowed brows.
He was just that kind of a man—without a woman’s company, he would resort to such sordid behavior.
Forget it, as long as he didn’t seek other women, it was merely an embarrassing matter.
She chuckled and said, "A mountain may shift, but a man’s nature never changes."
Upon seeing Zhou Yitang believe her, Yin Tingxue gave Chen Yi a deep look and said repeatedly, "Yes, yes, I’ll go talk to him."
Across the miles, the distant one-armed woman reminisced on how Yin Tingxue always persuaded others in the past. She gently shook her head, out of sight and out of mind, withdrawing the Nascent Soul’s perception.
For a while, Yin Tingxue couldn’t see any trace of Master Zhou. Her gaze once again fell back onto Chen Yi, clutching the paper boat in her hand even tighter.
As for the scene inside the room, naturally, it was as if a river of spring flowed within.
The little fox turned her gaze away, unwilling to look, her emotions a mix of five flavors. The crumpled paper boat dug into her palm as though pricking it.
Suddenly, Chen Yi held her in his arms.
Even though her heart was heavy in that moment, Yin Tingxue didn’t push him away. She stiffened for a moment before gently leaning into his embrace.
His fingertips ran through her ink-black hair as she gasped softly. After a long while, she sighed several times with a faint "ah."
"Why... why have you come?"
Chen Yi softened his voice, asking. Though the one in his arms didn’t have the authority to catch him in the act, he couldn’t help but feel riddled with guilt.
Yin Tingxue pressed herself against him, catching the scent of him, her brows furrowing tightly.
Chen Yi didn’t know what to say. A thousand excuses stuck in his throat, and in the end, he could only squeeze out one sentence:
"Come in first."
Yin Tingxue nodded meekly, and Chen Yi led her into the guest room while Dong Guifei had already changed into her clothes, sitting far away on one side.