After Feigning Amnesia, My Sworn Enemy Takes Revenge Chapter 52

After their intimacy during the day, Yue Jin had fallen into a deep sleep. She was curled into a ball, bundled in the quilt, still mumbling in her dreams.
Fu Lingyi reached out a hand, gently stroking her forehead repeatedly, hoping she would sleep more soundly.
Their warm bodies lay close, making her recall everything that had just happened.
“Ah Jin…”
She called her name, again and again, calling out with extreme gentleness, like a feather’s touch.
“Ah Jin, we’ll be together forever.”
Fu Lingyi leaned against the side of the bed, bent down, and kissed her forehead.
Pressed within the outer robe lying on top of the quilt, something didn’t fit with the pure white bedding; it was emitting a faint light.
“Hmm?” Fu Lingyi was curious. She had never heard Yue Jin mention any personal item, let alone one she kept so hidden and secret.
She glanced at the person on the bed, saw she was sleeping soundly, then pulled over the outer robe and took out the green glowing item.
It was a jade token.
When Fu Lingyi first saw the back of the jade token, she only felt it looked a bit familiar. Turning it over and seeing the two carved characters “Chong Xiang,” she was certain.
This was a jade token held by every member of Chongxiang Sword Sect .
Fu Lingyi sighed, guessing Yue Jin had taken hers to play with, just like the Red Spirit Jade, and forgot to return it.
But tilting her head, she saw her own jade token placed casually on the table, not yet put away.
The Chongxiang jade token Fu Lingyi currently held in her hand had belonged to her mother. After her mother died, she needed to remain in Chongxiang Sword Sect , so she took that jade token as her own to prove her identity. Since her own was still there, whose was this one on Yue Jin?
Fu Lingyi held the warm, smooth jade token in her hand, turning it over and over, pondering its origin.
Was it Yun Lingyue’s? Unlikely. Yun Lingyue usually cultivated too hard, and her jade token had quite a few sword marks.
Then was it from another disciple? Also unlikely. Outer disciples didn’t receive jade tokens, and inner and personal disciples wouldn’t give such an important item to others.
Fu Lingyi bit her lower lip. Yue Jin really made her worry. She didn’t know which disciple Yue Jin had tricked outside to willingly give her this.
When she woke up, she would have to properly question her.
Fu Lingyi was just about to put the jade token back when she suddenly felt something was wrong.
Why is there a notch on this jade token?
She picked it up again, examining that spot, gently rubbing the notch in the upper left corner with her fingertip.
Suddenly, a string in her mind snapped taut. She thought of the most impossible situation.
How is it exactly the same as the one I gave away all those years ago?
Besides the notch, there was nothing else on the jade token. It was clear the owner had preserved it very well, keeping it close to their body no matter where they went, rubbing its surface until it was soft, smooth, and shiny.
Fu Lingyi looked at Yue Jin, at her appearance of being so soundly asleep she knew nothing, then carefully examined her features. Though she had observed them well before, she had never been this serious, wishing she could count every one of her eyelashes.
I don’t remember. I truly don’t remember.
I really don’t remember the appearance of that child back then. I really don’t remember the personality of that child back then.
I only remember her wide smiling face, just as it was, and her cautious vigilance, like a young deer’s.
Fu Lingyi’s fingers trembled. She touched Yue Jin’s face, tracing the strands of her hair, watching her flutter her eyelashes because of an itch.
Is Yue Jin that child…?
If it truly is…
Fu Lingyi’s mood at this moment could only be described as ecstatic.
She lay down further, lying beside Yue Jin, their foreheads touching. She gently patted her body again and again, like coaxing a child.
“Is it you?”
She asked quietly, not intending to wake the sleeping person.
“Is it you? Are you blaming me? Blaming me for not looking for you back then?”
“Is that why you refused to acknowledge me?”
Fu Lingyi reached out and embraced her, then remembering what she had said today, her embrace instantly loosened slightly. Only her eyes, like a spring, gazed at her face. “Ah Jin, if it’s really you, I’ll never let go again.”
“Even if you can never love me, I won’t let go and let you leave.”
Night descended. Fu Lingyi and Yue Jin slept on the bed, their hands clasped tightly, their legs intertwined, their breathing rising and falling together.
Outside the window, it was silent. Birds had long since settled for the night, only waiting for daylight to cover the earth and sunlight to reappear before they would chirp again.
It was in this atmosphere that Yue Jin opened her eyes.
She first withdrew her hand from Fu Lingyi’s, then withdrew her legs as well.
Unexpectedly, her legs didn’t successfully withdraw; instead, they became even more tightly entwined.
Yue Jin sighed softly. Concentrating spiritual energy in one hand, she uttered a single word: “Go.”
Fu Lingyi’s body actually moved on its own, floating a little further into the bed, where she turned over and fell back asleep.
Her cultivation had recovered.
She got out of bed, got dressed, and confirmed the jade token was still in her outer robe.
I went a bit too far today… Luckily, the jade token wasn’t lost.
Yue Jin took a sip of tea, clenched her fists, and confirmed that the flow of spiritual energy through her meridians was smooth, without the slightest stagnation.
Her weapon, the bell, wasn’t on her, and the plum blossom dagger had been lost long ago. But now, none of that was important.
What was important was that she had to leave.
Baili Xianrong was about to emerge from secluded cultivation. The world’s situation was changing rapidly, and she also had to go avenge Yue Yuanqiu.
Hatred, in the end, was greater than love.
“Lingyi, take care of yourself.”
As she said this, she leaned down and gave a deep kiss to Fu Lingyi on the bed, pressing it onto her glabella.
The Red Spirit Jade was placed on the table in a not very conspicuous spot. Placed together with it was a fur coat.
Afterward, she left the room and disappeared into the wind.
The first time she had stepped into Chongxiang Sword Sect , she had hoped to immediately descend the mountain, never return, and never see Fu Lingyi’s face again.
Now she would finally never return. She would resume her identity as the Demon Lord, and she would never return to how things were with Fu Lingyi.
Isn’t this what I wanted from the start?
I couldn’t figure myself out either.
Yue Jin descended the mountain, released Qingyuan, and summoned everyone from Qingyuan Palace to come to her side with the fastest speed.
“Mm, Ah Jin…” Even in her dream, Fu Lingyi continuously murmured Yue Jin’s name. Drowsily reaching out a hand, she touched the wall instead.
How did she turn her back on me in her sleep?
So, she immediately turned her body and, with her eyes closed, reached out to feel the other side of the bed.
It was empty.
Fu Lingyi slowly opened her eyes. The sky was already bright. She rarely slept until this late hour and felt a bit bewildered for a moment.
“Ah Jin, where did you go?” she called out towards the door, only thinking she had overslept and not giving it much thought.
No one responded. The wind seemed to stop.
Fu Lingyi lifted the quilt and saw her body covered in marks. She pursed her lips and smiled, a little embarrassed as she got out of bed to get dressed. She even specifically put on a high-necked inner shirt to prevent others from seeing.
After all, today was the dao companion ceremony, and so many guests had likely arrived. She couldn’t go meet them looking like this.
Speaking of which, she should find an outfit for Yue Jin too.
She was just about to open the wardrobe to rummage for a suitable outfit for her when she turned her head slightly and saw the things on the table.
The Red Spirit Jade emitted a faint, pulsating light, as if desperately wanting to attract attention.
Fu Lingyi shook her head. “She always leaves things lying around. Next time I must be firm and properly tell her off…”
Before she finished speaking, she saw the fur coat she had given Yue Jin back then, casually draped over the back of a chair.
Although the weather had turned warm, Yue Jin, with her mortal body, would always wear it close to her to avoid getting cold.
How could she go out without wearing it?
Fu Lingyi frowned. She felt something was strange and hurried out, calling back Yun Lingyue, who was busy off her feet.
“Who, Yue Jin?” Yun Lingyue was still counting guests arriving on the mountain one by one and receiving them, utterly dizzy and disoriented. “I don’t know, I didn’t see her. Tao Lan, did you see her?”
Tao Lan was squatting nearby playing with a rabbit demon beast. Hearing someone call her, she raised her head and shook it like a rattle-drum.
Shui Yiqiu hadn’t seen her either. She was an invited guest today, and many people wanted to build good relations with her, the Senior Disciple of Medicine King Valley. This resulted in her being surrounded three layers deep, unable to move, so she could only wave her hand, indicating no.
The disciples hadn’t seen her.
No one was seen at the large rock by the river.
In the wild mountain forest, even the demon beasts shook their heads.
“Senior Sister!” Yun Lingyue hurried over and told the endlessly searching Fu Lingyi to wait a moment. “The guests have all arrived. You need to go out and preside. Let me go look for her.”
“No…”
Fu Lingyi’s expression was bleak. “I must find her. If she got lost, she’d be scared…”
She suddenly remembered that after their dual cultivation ended, Yue Jin’s cultivation had recovered.
“She wouldn’t, she’s all grown up, not a child,” Yun Lingyue comforted her, urging her to go back. “This is the dao companion ceremony. She was so enthusiastic preparing for it a few days ago. Are you really afraid she ran away? Hurry back, Senior Sister, everyone is waiting.”
Fu Lingyi gazed into the depths of the forest, then reluctantly turned her head. “Okay, I understand.”
But from bright daylight until the clear moon climbed onto the branches, that person still hadn’t returned.
Chongxiang Sword Sect was draped with red silk everywhere. The disciples just stood quietly to the side with their hands behind their backs, not saying a word.
The guests looked at each other, not knowing why the hosts of the grand ceremony had not yet arrived.
A long, long time later, the hall door was pushed open. A single person walked in with slightly heavy steps, their expression far from relaxed.
“Apologies, everyone. Chongxiang Sword Sect has truly been poor hosts this time. Please feel at ease and partake of the meal, and then my disciples will escort everyone back.”
Some friendly sects were puzzled and quickly asked, “Where is Fellow Daoist Fu? Is this dao companion ceremony still happening?”
Yun Lingyue bit her lower lip tightly, as if using all her strength just to say the sentence completely. “The dao companion ceremony… is hereby canceled.”
Fu Lingyi sat alone in the bamboo house. Beside her was the red outfit laid out. In mortal weddings, everyone wore red and green, and she had specially prepared this one. She had even gone to get it measured and chosen together with Yue Jin.
Yes, together with Yue Jin.
They had chosen their wedding necessities together, bought new clothes together, slept close together, anticipating the arrival of this very day.
Yue Jin had once held her hand and said that after the grand ceremony ended, they would leave this place.
Leave Chongxiang Sword Sect , travel and enjoy nature, live the life of ordinary people.
Become two rogue cultivators, cultivate between this heaven and earth, and ascend together.
Now, only she was left alone.
She was certain Yue Jin wouldn’t return. By leaving behind everything she had used, it meant she no longer planned to marry her.
She even used me to recover her cultivation, being passionately intimate with me the day before our marriage…
Sadness and hatred filled her heart, penetrating deep into her very bones.