Chapter 398: Chapter 318: No Existence of Yin Weiyin? (Triple Update Combined)
Several days passed, and Chen Yi remained unaware of the changes both inside and outside the palace. Regardless, life in the courtyard was rather relaxed.
The days were leisurely, almost as if there was no need to prepare for leaving the Capital City.
Min Ming moved into this small courtyard. As a Qingguan woman, she accepted her fate unusually quickly; she was softer than anyone else, except when protecting Min Ning. Her demeanor was naturally gentle, fitting her soft and plump white flesh.
She became a maid of the residence, and indeed took her role seriously.
Chen Yi rose early to prepare breakfast. However, upon getting up and stepping out of the hall, he saw Min Ming fetching water and pouring buckets into the water tank. Her sleeves were rolled up, revealing her fair, plump arms. When she saw Chen Yi, she withdrew slightly. He nodded at her, and she continued fetching water.
With Min Ming around, many tasks in the household no longer required Chen Yi’s attention.
The three meals of the day—breakfast, lunch, and dinner—were automatically managed by Min Ming, who was quite skilled, freeing Chen Yi from the responsibility of cooking, turning it into a leisurely pastime. The floors were always clean, and Min Ming would even prepare hot water for Chen Yi and Yin Tingxue to bathe.
She even asked if she should help Chen Yi wash his feet.
Chen Yi tried it once. Min Ming’s ten fingers were delicate and boneless, like tiny white slugs sliding over his toes, brushing away dead skin in thin strands with the clear water.
Her technique was skillful, and aside from the embarrassment of touching a man’s feet, her face was so earnest that it was beyond reproach.
It’s said that during long periods when Min Ning rested at home, she would do this for her brother as well.
Watching the foot-washing water being poured onto the tree roots, coupled with Min Ming’s graceful acceptance of her duties, Chen Yi found it a bit hard to adapt. Was this really how the great officials and nobles in history lived?
Moreover, surely it must have been even better.
Thinking of this, Chen Yi chuckled, amused by the thought of whether the Emperor might use a golden hoe to farm the land.
In the past few days, people from the palace did come seeking him, yet Chen Yi sent them all away, maintaining the peace in his household, a peace he always cherished.
Otherwise, he wouldn’t hope for Great Yin to stay out of trouble.
The days of rest were approaching once again. Unknowingly, tomorrow would be another day of rest.
And as Chen Yi prepared to sleep, Yin Tingxue recalled something and poked his hand.
"I had another dream," she whispered.
Chen Yi wrapped his arm around her and responded with curiosity, "Oh?"
"Many dreams, a lot. I dreamt of the Underworld and also of the former Emperor..."
Yin Tingxue paused and recounted every scene she saw in her dreams.
At first, Chen Yi listened with little concern, but then his eyes gradually narrowed.
According to past memories, or rather according to the so-called "Heavenly Realm" game experience, this was the last major event in the Capital City of that year—the former Emperor’s revival.
The former Emperor, who practiced profound cultivation in hopes of becoming an immortal by severing three corpses through secret techniques, sought to return from the Underworld, reviving to once more transcend as an immortal.
In his past life, Chen Yi directly entered the Underworld and shattered the former Emperor’s soul with a single punch.
Reviving to ascend? Your soul was obliterated.
This time, Chen Yi’s thoughts remained similar, only with a few minor changes.
He intended to seize this opportunity to enter the Underworld, erase his name from the Book of Life and Death, sever his ties with the Spring and Autumn Register, and leave the Capital City in one bold move.
Otherwise, he feared that as soon as he stepped out of the Capital City’s confines, the infamous old woman would locate him through the Spring and Autumn Register and strike with deadly force.
Knowing of this event’s existence was why Chen Yi lived so leisurely, without the intent to leave the Capital City.
This was not only to distract the palace but also to conserve energy for the road ahead.
As he reflected on this, Chen Yi heard Yin Tingxue add:
"And... I also dreamt of Sister Weiyang’s father?"
Chen Yi looked down at her in confusion and asked:
"King Jing?"
Yin Tingxue nodded obediently and repeated the scenes from her previous dreams to Chen Yi.
Chen Yi lowered his brows in contemplation; deciphering anything substantial from mere snippets seemed impossible.
The one thing he knew was that in his past life’s experience, he never encountered King Jing during his trip to the Underworld.
After pondering for a while, Chen Yi could not deduce any answer.
With night growing deeper, he decided to leave the matter for another day and turned to Yin Tingxue, saying:
"You’ve been dreaming a lot more lately."
Yin Tingxue paused, only realizing after Chen Yi pointed it out that she had indeed been dreaming more these days.
"Is it because of... Foundation Establishment?"
Yin Tingxue speculated, asking:
"I heard Master Zhou say that I have a Heavenly Ear Technique, and that my ’heavenly ear’ may change as my cultivation improves."
Chen Yi nodded, finding no other explanation.
After all, if the Heavenly Ear Technique only allowed one to hear others’ thoughts, what kind of heavenly ear would that be?
As for what changes Yin Tingxue’s heavenly ear might bring...
Chen Yi took a deep breath, realizing he ought to prepare for it.
.........
In front of Lin Wanxiao, Luo from the Cui residence spoke with great confidence. However, in reality, the invitation was only delivered to Chen Yi’s residence during the rest days.
It was He, the second lady of the Cui family’s branch, who personally came.
Outside the courtyard gate, Chen Yi casually glanced at the invitation, neither agreeing nor refusing to attend, simply accepting it in his hand.