The next morning, the two set off: their destination was a mortal city far away from the world of immortality, like a paradise, so they needed to take a ferry.
On the ferry.
Dongyun Yue lives at the bow of the boat, and Chen Yi lives at the stern. They are far apart, but the former frequently looks back, with an indescribable... resentment lingering between his brows.
You said you liked the contrast between the empress and the slave girl, so I deliberately carried the imperial edict, the jade seal and the phoenix robe with me. But you ended up pretending to be a saint and a gentleman with me?
What do you mean?
"Chen Qing, how do you plan to deal with me for the sin of Shangyang?" Dong Yunyue, whose lower abdomen was feeling unbearably hot, couldn't help but pretend to be an emperor and drop hints.
This is already the fourth time she has taken the initiative to speak.
Chen Yi glanced lightly, still closing his eyes to rest.
Dongyun's lunar eclipse has a taste, but it is not a deep-rooted servility: sadism is a mental illness that is not considered a mental illness, nor can it be called a bad habit.
Undeniable.
Some patients are indeed born low-born and are obsessed with being abused and abused. However, the reason for the illness of most patients is simply due to excessive psychological pressure.
Dong Yunyue belongs to the latter.
To know.
Being an emperor, especially being a wise ruler, is a hard job. Dong Yunyue is in charge of hundreds of millions of creatures all over the world, and she has to deal with countless troubles every day.
These things can only be told to the mountain ghosts, otherwise it will inevitably cause confusion and the depression in her chest will not be vented. If things go on like this, it will naturally lead to her backlog and illness.
Chen Yi's sadistic behavior last night was like opening a floodgate and letting out most of the pressure she had accumulated for several years, which made her never forget it.
However, this has its drawbacks.
If the flood gate is opened wide during flood discharge, the embankment will inevitably collapse. Similarly, if Dongyun Yue indulges in sensuality all day long, he will inevitably be dominated by desire and become a slave of desire.
The ending can be imagined: there will always be a day when Chen Yi is not satisfied with his desires. When Chen Yi cannot satisfy himself, Dong Yunyue will subconsciously embark on the path of no return where no one can help him.
Because for her.
Now it is not Chen Yi who possesses her, but she uses her body to conquer Chen Yi. She is the leader of this relationship, and Chen Yi is just her vassal.
That being the case.
Why can't this vassal be someone else? Why can't it be anyone? With her beauty and status, if she wants to be treated as a dog, is she afraid that she won't be able to give it away?
so.
Chen Yi wants Dong Yunyue to calm down. He wants to implant a thought into Dong Yunyue: you can only ask for it if I give it to you. If I don't give it to you, you have to endure it.
When this kind of thought takes root and sprouts in Dong Yunyue's mind, it will subtly change her words and deeds until it forms a weight heavier than the beast-controlling ring...
shackles!
Self-discipline, self-control, self-sustainability, self-restraint...this is called psychological control!
…
Suzhou.
Bamboo fences and field ridges, small bridges and flowing water, swallows returning late at night, and the sunset covering this uncontested city with a layer of red gauze, accompanied by the chirping of autumn cicadas and the gurgling of the stream, are so beautiful.
"Master, get out of the way!"
A few miles outside the city, Chen Yi and the two were walking towards the city, when suddenly there was a burst of horse hooves behind them: a convoy was chased by a pack of jackals, tigers and leopards, and crashed into the two of them uncontrollably.
Chen Yi frowned, pondered for a moment, and then spoke:
"Back off."
Without using their cultivation, relying only on their sword intent, those worldly beasts still felt the overwhelming pressure, and their instinct prompted them to roar a few times, and then fled.
The carriage stopped.
Everyone who survived the disaster was shocked and whispered:
"What is the background of the young master in front of you?"
"The wolves, tigers and leopards in this mountain are born with them. They cannibalize countless people. I am afraid that they have already become monsters. But this young master can drink them away casually. His status is definitely extraordinary."
"Could it be that the immortal master descended to earth?"
While everyone was discussing, a kind-hearted middle-aged man stepped out of the carriage with the help of a guard: "My lord, Zhao Jingzhong, thank you for saving my life."
"It's just a little effort."
"Master, are you going to Gusu?"
"Um."
"To be honest, Zhao is a merchant in the city. If you don't mind me, I kindly ask you to accompany us and travel by carriage and horse, so that we can express our gratitude to Zhao."
There is gratitude and there is seeking refuge.
After all, there is still some distance to the city gate, if those beasts come back...
Chen Yi saw through it but didn't expose it, so he agreed.
Magical power cannot be used in the transformation process. It is very good to have a car to sit in so that you don't have to rush.
…
Half an hour later, the convoy entered the city.
In order to thank Chen Yi, Zhao Jingzhong gave him a valuable mansion in his name: it was near the Gusu River, with plum trees planted on both sides, and the scenery was pleasant.
Chen Yi originally wanted to refuse, but he couldn't resist the other party's kindness, so he had to be respectful rather than obey. In this way, the two of them had a temporary residence and settled down in Gusu City.
"When can Chen Qing punish me?"
"Let's talk again."
"How can Chen Qing, a tall and dignified man of seven feet, go back on his word?"
"Ahem... Your Majesty, please don't be mean."
At night.
Dong Yunyue tossed and turned, begging Chen Yi to take care of her, but Chen Yi was so annoyed that she simply hid in the courtyard and admired the moon. At this time, the cry of a baby girl could be heard from the outer wall.
The mansion next door is the residence of Zhao Jingzhong and his family.
"Mrs. Zhao, this is your home?"
Curious Chen Yi knocked on the door of Chen Mansion and was greeted by a woman holding a baby girl in her arms. The former said apologetically: "Sorry for disturbing the young master, my little girl..."
"well."
"It's strange to say that since the day she was born, my little girl has been crying every midnight. When she fell, she visited all the medical clinics in the city, but no one could figure out the reason."
Chen Yi cast doubtful eyes on the baby girl.
This is…
As if he noticed something, he raised his eyebrows and asked in a soft tone:
"Can I hug her?"
"certainly."
The woman did not doubt that he was there and handed the baby girl to Chen Yi.
Chen Yi looked at it for a while, then stretched out his fingertips, lightly touched the center of the baby girl's eyebrows, and slid it gently. A wisp of invisible sword energy was pulled and traveled to the baby girl's mouth and nose, and the crying became louder.
"Mrs. Zhao, please step back."
"Huh? Oh, oh."
Mrs. Zhao who didn't understand why obediently backed away, Chen Yi pointed out, clamped the baby girl's cheek, and with a strong force: the sword energy suddenly flew out, directly cutting a corner of the vermilion door into pieces.
The baby girl's crying stopped abruptly, and Mrs. Zhao stayed where she was.
Chen Yi explained: "You should know about monks, right? A monk injected a sword energy into your beloved's body. It won't kill you, but it will torture her internal organs."
Hear the words.
Mrs. Zhao's face turned pale: of course she knew about the existence of monks. There had been monks in Gusu before, and they all turned into mortals, but that was not what she cared about at the moment.
She had witnessed the power of sword energy with her own eyes.
When I think about the fact that this thing once raged and wreaked havoc in my daughter's body, but I didn't know it and couldn't do anything about it, I opened my eyes and watched my daughter suffer from the sword energy Lingchi every day...
Her heart was pounding, and tears fell down her sides.
Not only was she deeply in love with her, she wished she could suffer on her daughter's behalf, but she was even more frightened.
If it weren't for Chen Yi.
If there is no Chen Yi.
If Chen Yi is hard-hearted, he chooses to sit on the sidelines.
She didn't even dare to think about the countless what-ifs, and her heart was beating wildly out of fear.
"Mr. Chen, I..."
She wanted to kowtow to the person in front of her as a mother, because besides that, she didn't know what other actions could express her inner gratitude.
"Go back and rest."
Chen Yi waved his hand: "Your love's body and bones need to be recuperated. Remember to ask her father to go to the medical clinic tomorrow to get some medicine. That's it. Don't take this matter to heart."
Monk Chen Yi cannot be kind, but mortal Chen Yi can, and it can be considered a virtue.
Instantly.
Chen Yi only felt that the spiritual platform was empty, and his own Taoist heart became clear. The perception of heaven and man became more and more consistent with everything in the world: "Perhaps, the harvest from this trip is not only the realm."
Return home.
Dong Yunyue sat cross-legged on the bed, with a graceful posture when she recovered. When she saw Chen Yi, she smiled and joked: "When did my Chen Qing become a good person who is willing to help others?"
"I'm not a bad person to begin with."
"Who is a good person who is as indifferent as you?"
"Am I indifferent to superiority and inferiority?"
Chen Yi glanced sideways at Dong Yunyue and sneered:
"Okay, then I'll show you what it means to be indifferent between superior and inferior... roll in the corner and kneel, take off your palace skirt, wear obscene clothes, spread your legs, hold your head in your hands, face the wall."
Dong Yunyue's expression changed and she shouted gloomily:
"Chen Yi, don't go too far!"
"three…"
Chen Yi stretched out three fingers and started counting down.
Dong Yunyue clenched her fists, took a deep breath, turned over and got out of bed, and knelt down straight.
Chen Yi deliberately opened the window. By coincidence, a beam of moonlight shone on Dong Yunyue's body. The white jade was flawless. The cold wind was biting and she shivered hard.
The next day, the golden rooster crowed.
Dong Yunyue lazily sat up from the puddle...
