After Feigning Amnesia, My Sworn Enemy Takes Revenge Chapter 44

Song Yin put two fingers together, blew lightly: “Because heavenly secrets cannot be revealed…”
Yue Jin pulled her closer, grabbing her with both hands, a dark look on her face. “Do you know how many people died? Wu Xi died, Tao Lan’s whole family was wiped out! If you had told us about this sooner, we could have stopped it!”
“But heavenly secrets…”
“Don’t give me that useless talk!”
Yue Jin’s voice rose, her hands slowly clenching into fists, gripping tightly. “Damn heavenly secrets, damn heavenly dao! How many lives have been lost because of this pointless stuff!”
“Fellow Daoist, don’t get worked up,” Song Yin sighed, looking nonchalant. “This humble Daoist is just a mortal, it’s no use making things difficult for me. Everyone’s fate is set, when the time comes, they just… go.”
“I don’t believe it,” Yue Jin shook her head. “Logically, I should have died long ago, but I’m still alive and well after so many years. No one’s fate is set for death. If it is, I’ll defy the heavens and change my destiny!”
Her eyes were incredibly sincere, without a hint of gloom.
Song Yin stared at her, a heavy feeling in her heart.
‘Indeed, she is a person of destiny.’
“Anyway, this humble Daoist has delivered the message.”
Song Yin was still being held, unable to move, but found time to straighten her collar. “One month deadline, don’t forget. In a month, Baili Xianrong will emerge from seclusion.”
Yue Jin raised an eyebrow. “Who told you to bring the message?”
“Who knows? Maybe it’s that damn heavenly dao you talked about.”
“This humble Daoist must go, Fu Lingyi is looking for you,” Song Yin suddenly threw up her divining plate, it slipped from Yue Jin’s grasp with a whoosh and disappeared, leaving only a faint echo. “You are truly blessed. To always be with that same person… truly enviable.”
‘The same person?’
“What same person?! Come back! You didn’t make it clear!” Yue Jin looked around, unable to find her, and yelled, “You still haven’t told me how to recover my cultivation!”
‘My dear…’
Fu Lingyi’s voice, soft and ethereal, sounded from behind her.
She turned her head and saw the two people, one big, one small, looking at her with confusion.
Tao Lan rushed over. “Wooden Sister, why didn’t you follow us? Sister Fu was so worried, she thought you were lost.”
Hearing this, Yue Jin pouted. “What? Didn’t your Sister Fu say she wasn’t going to bother with me?”
“I was the one who got angry first, how come you’re still unhappy?” Fu Lingyi also walked over, pursed her lips, reached out from under her wide sleeve, and gripped Yue Jin’s hand.
“Let’s go home. Tao Lan said she’s tired.”
Song Yin’s words from earlier were still bothering Yue Jin, so she naturally wasn’t in the mood to play anymore. She agreed and followed them back to the mountain.
On the way, Fu Lingyi glanced sideways, seeing Yue Jin’s unhappy expression, and asked, “Who were you talking to just now?”
“Ah,” this question made Yue Jin flustered for a moment. “No one, just myself.”
“Liar,” Fu Lingyi narrowed her eyes, staring at her. “You even said you wanted to recover your cultivation! Who was it?”
“Really no one. You misheard, I was talking to myself.”
“Really?”
“Heaven and earth can witness, I would never lie to you, of all people.”
Fu Lingyi didn’t believe her. Yue Jin was always good at lying to her and no one else.
“Tomorrow I’ll invite someone from Medicine King Valley to come. I sent a message a few days ago, they should have received it by now.”
Yue Jin was surprised. She didn’t expect Fu Lingyi would actually do something she just mentioned casually.
“Don’t worry, I will definitely make sure you recover.”
The person beside her had a gentle expression, a shallow smile. The afternoon light fell on her face, dappled through the leaves, like shimmering golden scales scattered down.
“If you can’t recover your cultivation for your entire life, then I will cripple my own cultivation and spend this life with you.”
“Like mortals, in the countryside, in the mountains. Wherever you go, I will go.”
Yue Jin stopped.
Tao Lan turned back, not understanding why they stopped.
Fu Lingyi also looked back.
She watched as a blush crept up from the neck of the person who had stopped behind them, slowly dyeing her entire face red.
“You, you…”
The red-faced person sputtered for a long time, unable to say a complete sentence. Instead, she mustered her strength, quickened her pace, overtook the other two, and went up the mountain first.
“Ah, I know!”
Tao Lan clapped her hands, suddenly enlightened.
“The green sugar figure is Sister Fu, and the red one is the blushing Wooden Sister!”
Fu Lingyi curved her lips, covered her face, and laughed for a good while, then ruffled Tao Lan’s fluffy head.
Yue Jin ran back quickly, shut herself in her room, buried her head in the soft, plush quilt, and rubbed it forcefully.
‘Why does this Fu Lingyi talk so strangely?’
‘What’s this about ‘for life’? How can she make a promise like that?’
“I don’t want to spend my whole life with her!”
Yue Jin suddenly flipped over to sit up, shouted aloud, and ran to the back courtyard.
Only she currently used the hot spring in the back courtyard. Her left leg had recovered a lot from soaking, though her walk was still a little unsteady.
So whenever she had free time, she would take a bath there.
Moreover, that hot spring water helped her relax her mind and body, and could shake off jumbled thoughts from her head.
‘What’s most important now is Baili Xianrong’s matter.’
‘Not Fu Lingyi.’
Yue Jin was certain.
Mist swirled around the hot spring. Yue Jin took off her clothes, folded them neatly to the side, then carefully tucked a jade token inside the clothes before getting into the water.
She buried half her face in the water, blowing bubbles with a gurgle.
‘That person made it sound easy… recovering cultivation…’
‘If I could recover, I would have already. Do I need someone to remind me now?’
‘I wonder if the person Fu Lingyi is finding from Medicine King Valley can cure me.’
‘Why am I thinking about Fu Lingyi again?’
Fu Lingyi’s face kept appearing in Yue Jin’s mind, along with that half-smile from down the mountain earlier, her eyes curving, her gaze always so deep when looking at Yue Jin…
‘And then I remembered… we were holding hands the whole time…’
‘A sword user’s hands have thin calluses. Although cultivators can easily heal minor injuries like this, without calluses, using a sword doesn’t feel quite right.’
‘But Fu Lingyi’s hand is fair and strong. Holding it, it occasionally feels a little itchy when it rubs.’
Yue Jin was still tracing the outline of those hands in her mind. The next moment, a fingertip with thin calluses touched her cheek.
“Ah!!”
She screamed as if she’d seen a ghost, scrambling to the other side of the hot spring, only her eyes peeking out of the water, watching the newcomer cautiously.
Fu Lingyi was displeased. “What are you shouting for? There’s no one here but you and me.”
Yue Jin asked, “Where’s Tao Lan?”
“She was tired from playing, so she went to sleep,” Fu Lingyi began untying the sash of her outer robe. “Your original inner room is for her now. From now on, you’ll sleep in mine…”
“Wait!”
Yue Jin put one hand on her forehead and raised the other to stop Fu Lingyi’s actions.
‘Too many questions… I don’t even know where to start.’
“You, your courtyard is so big, there are so many inner rooms and courtyards. Why do I have to live with you?”
“The other rooms haven’t been cleaned,” Fu Lingyi untied the sash, took off her outer robe, and started undoing her inner clothes, her expression calm and collected. “Besides, this way you can see me as soon as you open your eyes every day. How good is that?”
Yue Jin finally asked the question she most wanted to ask right now. “You, you, you… what are you doing taking off your clothes?”
“What else could I be doing?”
The collar of Fu Lingyi’s robe slipped down her shoulder, the curve between her neck and shoulder just right. She swept all of her thick, dark hair to the left side, tilted her head slightly, and pulled the robe further down, about to expose her most firm and full parts.
“Bathing, of course.”
“Ah!” Yue Jin screamed again. She covered her face with both hands, turned her back, resolutely refusing to turn around. “Fu Lingyi, I’m still here!”
‘This person! Every day she either calls me frivolous or shameless!’
‘But she’s completely disregarding everything herself!’
Fu Lingyi lowered herself into the spring water, gently scooped up a handful, and poured it over herself.
“I know. Turn around.”
“No! I… I’m getting out.”
“Come here.”
Fu Lingyi called twice. Her voice was slow, but held a hint of firmness.
Yue Jin reluctantly turned around, her hands still covering her face, not letting go.
The sound of moving water grew. A pair of hands, glistening with water droplets, stroked the back of her hands. Light gradually penetrated the rising mist, revealing a face half-hidden.
Both of them were enveloped by the soft, warm water, seemingly feeling each other’s body heat.
Fu Lingyi was very, very close. If Yue Jin just looked down, she would definitely see the beautiful sight within the misty scene.
Yue Jin lifted her head, her face burning. “You could clearly just… use a cleansing spell…”
“This is my courtyard,” Fu Lingyi said teasingly, hearing her words. “Why wouldn’t I be allowed here?”
Their hands were still covering each other, not separated. Her voice, in this environment, overlapped and intertwined, as if spoken directly into Yue Jin’s ear.
‘Yue Jin swallowed. The feeling of those hands… it’s just like what I was imagining just now…’
The person in front of her stared at her, her wet hair tips floating in the water, aggressively surrounding Yue Jin, who was shrinking in the corner.
She watched as the other person leaned closer, trapping her against the edge, leaving her nowhere to escape.
“Bathing together… why are you so nervous, my dear?”
Seeing her like this, Fu Lingyi felt quite pleased.
‘I originally thought that as the Demon Lord, Yue Jin, someone who had experienced many battles, would surely be at ease with such matters.’
‘I was even worried that if I was too timid this time, and Yue Jin were insistent, whether I could refuse her?’
‘But looking at her now, I don’t need to worry about that.’
Yue Jin’s voice was hoarse. “I’m not nervous.”
“But your hands are shaking.”
“…That’s because the water is too hot.”
“Then look at me,” Fu Lingyi leaned closer, only half a finger’s distance from her face. “Look at me, look into my eyes.”
Yue Jin stared at her intently, shaking her head desperately. “I’m looking at your eyes, I swear I’m not looking anywhere else!”
Fu Lingyi: “…”
She curved her lips and smiled. “It’s fine if you looked.”
“After all…” She rested her forehead against Yue Jin’s, her words incredibly gentle, like raindrops falling on a lotus leaf. “We’re getting married soon. By then, there will be no ‘mine’ and ‘yours’ between us.”
‘Married!’
‘Dao companion ceremony!’
‘I completely forgot about this!’
“Fu Lingyi…” Yue Jin’s voice trembled. “You’re not serious, are you?”
Fu Lingyi pressed on her shoulders, pulled her back slightly, and furrowed her brow. “Could this be fake? What do you mean? You don’t want to marry me anymore, do you?”
“No, no, no.” Yue Jin denied repeatedly.
Fu Lingyi then relaxed her brow. “That’s good. The ceremony date is in a month. By then…”
As she spoke, she seemed slightly shy. “By then, whatever you want to see, I will allow you.”
However, at this moment, Yue Jin couldn’t hear anything else.
She remembered what she used to say to Fu Lingyi every time she came to provoke her sect, before leaving.
“I’m going to make sure you can never get rid of me.”
‘Back then, I never in a million years thought… it would be like this kind of ‘can’t get rid of you’!’