CHAPTER 234: CHAPTER 206: I AM GOOD TO YOU (TRIPLE UPDATE COMBINED) _3

She was most afraid of Chen Yi, and also felt the most insecure, on the day of her wedding. She didn’t know what kind of future awaited her after leaving her home; otherwise, she wouldn’t have begged him not to hurt her.

Right now, when Chen Yi said he wasn’t good to her, it essentially meant that no matter what, he would be good to her. Even if he still bullied her, he would still treat her well...

Just like her mother—who, even if she scolded or punished her, would never truly harm her and would always love her.

Yin Tingxue’s delicate face blushed slightly, but her heart brimmed with joy as she carefully touched the paper flower in her embrace.

Suddenly, she asked in a soft voice, "Will you apologize to me in the future?"

"Apologize for what?" Chen Yi looked confused.

"For forcing me to become your concubine and pressing me to marry..."

Yin Tingxue tested him slyly, like a little fox, glancing at him before lowering her eyes again.

"Will you apologize to me for that in the future?"

Chen Yi thought for a moment. Seeing her current happiness, he smiled faintly and replied:

"Would you forgive me?

I wouldn’t want to apologize if it doesn’t lead to forgiveness."

"I will." Yin Tingxue nodded repeatedly.

"Then I’ll apologize."

"It’s a promise then—apologize to me in the future."

The little fox gazed softly at the man before her. When someone like him was willing to apologize to her, it meant he truly meant what he said. He really would treat her well...

For so long, she’d endured so much grievance. If not, she wouldn’t have thought about running away. He always bullied her and didn’t treat her well, so she had to find joy amidst her suffering. She constantly reminded herself to be obedient, to be well-behaved, to play the role of a perfect concubine, quiet and submissive, staying by his side.

But in the end, grievance was still grievance, and suffering was still suffering...

But now,

"I’m really happy,"

she murmured softly:

"With you, I can finally have a voice."

.........

The one-armed woman pinched her fingers, calculating subtly.

In places her disciple was unaware of, she had made numerous arrangements.

Helping him grasp the concept of the killing sword was but one step.

Now, she had taken a step further, using her soul to manifest and travel to the small lotus world inside the Buddhist pagoda.

"If the sword hadn’t been broken, there would’ve been no need for such trouble,"

Zhou Yitang muttered to herself.

By now, she had unraveled the web of connections behind the Joyful Sect and all its hidden schemes.

Thread upon thread intertwined, line upon line entangled, forming a massive net. Not impenetrable, but with countless loose ends making it arduous.

While traversing this miniature world, Zhou Yitang had pinpointed Chen Yi’s location.

Having unraveled the mysteries behind the Joyful Sect, preparing him to wager his killing sword against the Broken Swordsman, she now planned to deliver her final teachings before his upcoming duel...

She invested so much of her effort and heart, yet she wondered, what was he doing right now...

Lost in thought, Zhou Yitang looked far into the distance, her long eyes narrowing slightly.

Oh,

indulging in romance...

For no reason, a surge of anger rose within the one-armed woman.

But after a long while, she exhaled deeply, murmuring:

"Having a voice, huh?"

Yin Tingxue could now speak freely before him.

But why was it that her own words, as his master, were never heeded?

The one-armed woman’s face darkened.

She no longer hesitated and began to move forward.

The night was deep and dense like a shroud, with small flickers of firelight dancing around. In the mountains, faint chirps of insects could be heard amidst the overlapping sounds of soft snores. A man and a woman lay sleeping together, the girl nestled snugly in the man’s arms. The one-armed woman saw this scene from afar, gliding forward like a ghostly shadow.

Zhou Yitang observed them. The girl was curled up like a lump of stuffing, while the man resembled a half-wrapped dumpling skin. Together, they looked like a plump little dumpling, leaving her feeling noticeably out of place.

The one-armed woman stood in the night for quite a while, watching. Dong Gong Ruoshu was entirely oblivious to her presence.

Miss Donggong was clearly sleepy, her head drooping, the firelight flickered faintly. The night was silent and profound, as calm as still water.

Zhou Yitang turned away, whispering an incantation under her breath. Then, with a single palm strike, she slapped Dong Gong Ruoshu on the head.

Drowsiness spiraled upward like a vortex. Miss Donggong couldn’t hold on any longer and fell into a deep slumber.

Chen Yi’s face suddenly appeared under her fingertips. The one-armed woman, expressionless, felt the faint warmth beneath her touch.

Zhou Yitang stilled, her expression seemingly merging with the shadowy night.

Could she still... have him?

Her gaze fell on Yin Tingxue, nestled tightly in his embrace.

Just as he held Yin Tingxue.

It was unclear how much time passed before a hand slowly covered her own. Reflexively, her hand slightly flinched.

Chen Yi, drowsy-eyed, murmured, "...Master, it’s you."

The one-armed woman’s hand froze, her palm instead pressing firmly against his cheek.

"So warm. Why are you here?" Chen Yi asked dazedly.

Some time passed before Zhou Yitang finally spoke: "Did I come at a bad time?"

"You came at the perfect time."

Saying this, Chen Yi turned over, laying flat on the ground. His right arm still cradled the little fox, but he waved his left hand toward Zhou Yitang, motioning her to come closer—there was still space beside him.

His master’s gaze turned so icy it sent a shiver down his spine.

Chen Yi promptly withdrew his hand, turned away, and focused entirely on holding the sleeping little fox.

The one-armed woman gave no response.

Instead, he tightened his hold on Yin Tingxue, teasingly remarking, "This is what a girlfriend privilege looks like."

The one-armed woman remained silent.

After mulling it over for a while, Chen Yi asked, "When will you and I become boyfriend and girlfriend?"

He knew Zhou Yitang understood exactly what he meant.

But his master still said nothing. It wasn’t avoidance, nor was it a confrontation. Perhaps, in the depths of her heart, the answer had long been clear, waiting only for the moment to turn back and discover it amidst the dim light at the end of the path.

Chen Yi released Yin Tingxue, turned to face her directly in the dark, and softly asked:

"Don’t you want to openly and honestly touch my face?"

This time, Zhou Yitang finally gave a response, meeting his gaze and replying:

"I can live without it forever."

Chen Yi felt a twinge of disappointment and persistently asked: