My Enemy Became My Cultivation Companion-Chapter 901 - 533: Tender Affection (Triple Release 3-in-1)_3

"Fools, Han Xiu is the mastermind, the mastermind! He plotted to seize the canal grain! Don't write him as if he knew nothing, I saw with my own eyes his collusion with the White Lotus Sect!"

"You hurry and change it, he'll be dead tomorrow!"

The clerk hastily went to change it, and Kou Jun sneered, smoothing his sleeves, watching as the mountain of documents gradually decreased, he finally breathed a sigh of relief.

In those years, he climbed up the ranks in the Lin Party, reaching this provincial official position, knowing his foundation was weak, he did his utmost to amass wealth. Initially, it seemed fine, thinking a fruitful year could fill the gap, but inadvertently, the gap grew too large, reaching a point the Fan Tai Government Office could no longer cover.

When the inspection came one day, even if they shredded Kou Jun into three thousand pieces, it wouldn't fill the years of gaps, fortunately, the chaos of the White Lotus Sect came, halting the inspection, and with Han Xiu's downfall, it gave him another way out.

He knew he was not clean, but he was used to not being clean, everyone in the court knew he was not clean. As long as there was someone in Hu-Guang dirtier than him, and as long as that person was highly famous, it was enough for a safe landing.

In the end, when the court finished its review, they found, alas! Kou Dezhao, a clean official!

Suddenly, hurried footsteps sounded outside the door, followed by the porter reporting, "Master, master, the host of Xique Pavilion requests to see you!"

Kou Jun got up and said, "Don't rush, don't rush, stall him for now! Let him wait in the reception hall, I'm on my way."

Whether the porter heard or not, he walked directly into the hall, looking urgent.

"What are you doing?"

The porter trembled slightly and said, "Master, the host asked me to deliver a message, saying... Su Hongtao is dead."

Kou Jun instinctively rejoiced and said, "What a coincidence, I just pinned the matter on him."

With that, he pushed the porter aside and strode towards the reception hall.

Just as he rounded the eaves, Kou Jun saw a tall figure with a sword, instantly recognizing it as Wei Wuque. He hurriedly approached, about to speak, but suddenly his soul fled.

Han Xiu's face appeared behind Wei Wuque.

Kou Jun stiffened where he stood, and several figures suddenly appeared beside him, forcefully pressing him to the ground.

He finally reacted and shouted, "I have urgent matters to report, I have urgent matters to report! Su Hongtao, Su Hongtao colluded with the White Lotus Sect! Su Hongtao colluded with the White Lotus Sect!"

"Take him away," Wei Wuque waved his hand lightly.

Kou Jun's obese body was forcibly grabbed and dragged away, as Wei Wuque's figure gradually disappeared from view. He couldn't understand why, when it was such a big secret that Su Hongtao colluded with the White Lotus Sect, they caught him...

.......

Before dawn, the tower ship broke through the clear waves, leaving Wuchang and headed downstream towards Jiangxi.

Last night, the city was amidst the prelude to a storm, Chu Yiyuan was injured and hid all night in a base the Ming'an Divine Sect left before, unable to contact other White Lotus Sect members before Chen Yi escorted him onto the ship. He was disheveled and pitiful, with only a few close associates by his side. Nearly three thousand White Lotus Sect members were forced to stay in Wuchang, and the rest in Hu-Guang were left completely isolated.

The tower ship made an emergency departure, Chu Yiyuan didn't know how much effort Chen Yi had expended here; perhaps with his body still covered in dried blood, he had stormed the camp alone to seize a military token, risking his life in a desperate battle to escape. He only knew that he could not repay this great kindness, and when he returned to the main altar, he must select some beautiful female sect members for Battalion Commander Chen.

Battalion Commander Chen, noble and righteous, risked his life to rescue him, must not be treated poorly.

Chu Yiyuan huddled in the lower deck cabin, surrounded by algae and moss, one foot with shoe soaked in water, contemplating plans upon reaching Jiangxi.

In the upper cabin, Chen Yi slowly laid down on the bed, while Yin Tingxue brought hot water and bypassed the screen.

As the disheveled clothes were removed, revealing wounds of varying sizes, cracked skin formed layers of scabs, at first Yin Tingxue was horrified, but after a while, she became accustomed to it.

Steam rose, creating a warm atmosphere around, Chen Yi exhaled a breath of white mist, swirling several feet away, condensing into droplets on the cabin wall. 𝘧𝓇𝑒𝑒𝑤ℯ𝑏𝓃𝘰𝑣ℯ𝘭.𝘤ℴ𝘮

While his back throbbed with pain, Chen Yi's expression remained calm, although killing Su Hongtao did not risk his life, injury was inevitable, and these wounds deepened Chu Yiyuan's trust in him.

"So many wounds, like ravines."

Yin Tingxue leaned in, rolling a towel in water to wipe them, hearing Chen Yi's breathing intensify.

"Does it hurt?"

Chen Yi did not respond.

It seems it hurt.

After Yin Tingxue gently wiped him, Chen Yi closed his eyes, whispered, "I never let you serve like this before."

He referred to their time in the Capital City. Yin Tingxue reminisced and realized it was true; Chen Yi was often covered in wounds then but never allowed her, as his concubine, to touch him. She was happy, hoping he was too injured to bully her.

With this thought, Yin Tingxue softly said, "I was afraid before..."

Chen Yi smiled, understanding her meaning. At that time, she was very afraid of him, their hearts distant, awkward. Chen Yi was indifferent, often said a forcibly twisted melon is not sweet, but he felt each had their own sweet taste. Sometimes watching her curl up in deep sleep, he'd quietly stroke her cheek, inexplicably sighing.

That former assassin of his enemy, the Pure Saintess of the Divine Sect, was she so powerless to please?

"Hiss..."

Chen Yi felt Yin Tingxue exert slightly more force behind him, recalling she could hear the words in his heart.

Though she didn't speak, one person's honey is another's poison. Those days were bitter and unsettling for the Little Fox, Chen Yi chuckled at his thoughts, realizing the current days weren't too bad either, they harmonized like husband and wife.

Despite such thoughts, she just hurt him, her courage had grown, Chen Yi said, "Take it easy, you don't know how to serve anybody."

Yin Tingxue slightly frowned, softly retorted, "I'm being very careful." After saying that, she inexplicably asked, "Does having a big chest mean you know how to serve people?"

She rarely argued, and Chen Yi subconsciously thought of Zhu E, then teased, "Otherwise, why do I favor those with big chests?"

"... Don't you love people with my type?"

Seeing her like this, Chen Yi found it amusing, seeking a chance to annoy her. Every time, she was endearing, though obedient, not entirely compliant.

Chen Yi ambiguously said, "Don't love small-chested ones."

"... Okay."

Unexpectedly, Yin Tingxue didn't argue further, but accepted somewhat aggrievedly, which made sense; she was used to accepting adversity, just a little lamb.

Chen Yi closed his eyes, her fingers gentle, the ship swayed slightly, and he started to feel sleepy.

Until faint snoring sounded from his nose.

Yin Tingxue walked away, thought for a moment, then turned and headed to Donggong Ruoshu's room.

Soon, the stupid girl sneaked into their room, she got her wish.

Yin Tingxue stood with hands behind, slowly waiting in the corridor.

"Yin Tingxue, come back!"

A startled voice called from inside,

"It hurts, it hurts! Love you, alright!"

Yin Tingxue shook her head, whispered, "No, you love the big-chested ones."

....

After a while, Yin Tingxue stepped in front of the door, couldn't help but chuckled.

The daughter of Yintai Temple, could she taste the warmth of home?