After Feigning Amnesia, My Sworn Enemy Takes Revenge Chapter 57

Fu Lingyi lay beside Yue Jin, her long hair spread out. Both had spiritual energy protecting them, so they only shared a thin blanket.
Yue Jin looked at the deepening twilight outside, then at the person beside her. After the pleasure of ascending to the clouds ended, what remained was a wave of lingering fear.
How could I fall for her beauty so easily!
Fu Lingyi had only said a few words, and she had almost confessed everything. Luckily, she still had some rationality left, and just now had only focused on the task at hand, not saying a single extra word.
But she wasn’t sure if she had let slip a word or two.
Fu Lingyi looked up, gazing at the profile of her straight nose. She reached out and poked her cheek.
Yue Jin came back to her senses, covering her face. “What are you doing?”
“I’m playing,” she smiled, the tenderness in her eyes not having faded. “Mhm, your face is quite soft, suitable for me to knead and play with when I have nothing to do.”
“It’s not like you haven’t pinched it before…”
Before she could finish, Yue Jin realized what she had said. She turned her head to meet that person’s bright smile, so scared she felt the sky was falling, and kept desperately trying to cover it up: “Just now, just now didn’t you pinch it?”
Fu Lingyi slightly raised an eyebrow. “Did I?”
Yue Jin vowed solemnly: “Yes, you did.”
Seeing how resolute she was, Fu Lingyi couldn’t be bothered to ask again. Anyway, some people would never admit it.
“Has the Demon Lord’s memory gotten better again now?” Fu Lingyi pulled the blanket up to her chin, feigning pitiful innocence.
“You won’t wake up tomorrow and forget everything about today, will you?”
Yue Jin’s face turned red again. She stuttered for a long time before remembering her self-address had changed again and quickly correcting it: “No, this seat, this seat is not someone so heartless. If you follow this seat, you naturally won’t be mistreated.”
“Hm? I haven’t been mistreated at all. the Demon Lord satisfies my every need,” Fu Lingyi smiled. “If it’s just not being mistreated, I don’t want that.”
In the palace chamber at night, there were only scattered candlelights. The flickering light dragged shadows across the ground, and their figures were stretched very long.
Yue Jin looked at her, her heart trembling with conflict.
Is she asking for status?
Could it be Fu Lingyi didn’t just want to play around, but really wanted…
She had treated her like that, did she still deserve these things she longed for?
“Then, what do you want?” Yue Jin asked aloud, her voice a little hoarse.
“I want you…” Fu Lingyi said half of it, pausing there for a long time. It was a pause that anyone hearing it would misunderstand.
But, seeing the other person’s intense anticipation, her tone suddenly shifted: “I want you to tell me the truth.”
Yue Jin’s eyes immediately dimmed.
She threw back the blanket and got up, her red robes wrapping around her body. Her slightly messy hair was restored by uttering an incantation, regaining her previous cold appearance.
“This seat has always spoken the truth. If Fellow Daoist Fu doesn’t like listening, she doesn’t have to.”
Fu Lingyi covered the corner of the blanket with one hand pressed to her chest, sitting up straight. Her gaze was not without coldness. “Yue Jin, you just won’t say it, will you?”
“My patience is limited, Yue Jin, don’t force me.”
Even though they had just shared intimacy, even though some of the distance between them had melted away, she wouldn’t even tell her a single truth.
She had left without saying goodbye a year ago, and hadn’t offered even a shred of explanation.
Fu Lingyi was truly utterly disappointed.
Yue Jin flicked her sleeve. She no longer intended to get entangled further, dropped a curt “As you wish” and left the chamber, leaving behind only a room bathed in moonlight.
But in reality, her cold demeanor only lasted until she returned to her own palace.
She had a follower summon Eyin, while she herself sank heavily into a chair. Her heart felt heavy, as if a huge stone had fallen into it.
I originally thought things could change, but didn’t expect it would still be like this…
Eyin sensed that the atmosphere in the palace was wrong. She carefully entered, looking towards Yue Jin. “Esteemed One…”
The usually arrogant and overbearing Demon Lord seemed utterly drained of strength. She leaned crookedly in the chair, raised her eyes and glanced at Eyin. “Eyin, come in.”
Shan Shi and Eyin were both slaves Yue Jin rescued in her youth. Although they had displayed the nature of villains and were born bad seeds from a young age, ever since entering Qingyuan Palace, they were full of goodwill towards Yue Jin who had bought them, and only listened to her.
Eyin herself was slightly more sensitive than Shan Shi. She could sense why her Esteemed One had been so temperamental lately, and was always sighing.
She could guess it was related to that person.
“Eyin, tell me,” Yue Jin was anxious to confide in someone. Shan Shi had been sent out, and she and Wu Ju didn’t see eye to eye, so she could only summon Eyin. “Did I make a mistake from the very beginning?”
“What does Esteemed One refer to?”
“Should I tell her?” She just wanted to pour out everything in one go. “No, absolutely not! Baili Xianrong is her Sect Leader, and also killed her mother. How could I tell her about something like this? What’s more, what’s more…”
Eyin watched her continuously muttering to herself, her worry growing even stronger.
“…What’s more, if I really told her everything, she wouldn’t even pay attention to me like she does now…”
“Esteemed One…”
Yue Jin waved her hand. She covered her face with the back of her hand, her thoughts far from clear.
Her thoughts were like tangled hemp stirred together, or silkworm threads stuck together in a pot.
From the current perspective, seeing each other less might be good for both of them.
Wasn’t this my plan from the very beginning? It’s just that now too many extravagant hopes have become reality, making me want to push my luck further.
“Eyin, go watch over her for me.”
“I’m afraid those followers won’t take good care of her. You go, I trust you. Besides leaving Huaijin City, give her whatever she wants.”
Song Yin brushed past the hastily leaving Eyin. Eyin didn’t spare her a single glance, and Song Yin was already used to it.
Entering the lit palace chamber, she faced the person who had slumped from the chair onto the bed, and gently sighed.
“Heartbroken?”
Only then did Yue Jin notice someone had entered. She knew who it was just by the sound, didn’t raise her head, and her tone was unfriendly. “It’s none of your business.”
“This humble Daoist has traveled south and north, experiencing all the emotional joys and sorrows in the world. Ah, people, without exception, are all trapped by emotions.”
Song Yin stepped forward and patted her shoulder, a look of agreement on her face. “It’s okay, this humble Daoist believes Fellow Daoist Fu will definitely understand your painstaking efforts.”
“It’s all your fault!” Yue Jin waved her hand to push her away, getting angry just by seeing her, still spouting such nonsense here. “If you hadn’t urged me, I originally, I originally could have married her first!”
Song Yin spread her hands. “Running away after getting married wouldn’t be even more excessive, would it? This humble Daoist didn’t seal your mouth, preventing you from opening it to explain. You were the one who didn’t want to speak.”
Yue Jin, angered, buried her head in the blanket and rubbed fiercely. “What are you here for? Get lost.”
“Fellow Daoist Yue, you’re truly being distant,” Song Yin said with a smile, holding onto the Heaven’s Mystery Disk in her hand without letting go, though there was no smile in her eyes. “Asking me to ‘get lost’ is so hurtful. This humble Daoist merely came to inform you that you snatched that person. This matter has caused a huge stir. Not only are rumors spreading everywhere in the cultivation tabloids, but it has also alarmed that person who is still in seclusion.”
As soon as Yue Jin heard this, she suddenly raised her head from the blanket, muttering that person’s name as if chewing a soft stone. “Baili Xianrong?”
Song Yin snapped her fingers.
“So, do you still have time to indulge in melancholy?”
Eyin’s steps were firm and steady as she walked to Fu Lingyi’s palace chamber and kicked open the door.
The night was deep and quiet. Fu Lingyi had not fallen asleep. Instead, she was meditating and cultivating. Seeing the person who arrived, she didn’t even raise her eyes, as if she had sensed their arrival long ago.
Eyin found that the person inside ignored her. Her brow furrowed. She stepped on and broke the back of a nearby chair, made a “tsk” sound, and said, “Hey.”
Fu Lingyi didn’t respond, just quietly asked: “Did Yue Jin send you?”
“How dare you call the Esteemed One by name!” Eyin grew angry as soon as she heard it, her voice hoarse and loud. But she still forced herself to suppress her usual temper, not summoning the Soul Guard Bell to fight her. “You, you don’t know what’s good for you!”
“I’ll call her if I want to,” Fu Lingyi retorted. “Where does ‘not knowing what’s good for me’ come from?”
“That’s just how it is!”
Her small face wrinkled. She was just about to become exasperated when, in an instant, she suddenly thought of an excellent point to argue back with. “Don’t think the Esteemed One only treats you like this, I’m telling you! Do you know who the Esteemed One loves the most? Do you know who she misses and thinks of all day in Qingyuan Palace? It’s not you! It’s a woman from down the mountain. Her name is A’Ling!”
Hearing that familiar address, Fu Lingyi opened her eyes and looked at her in surprise.
Thinking she had startled the person, Eyin was full of smugness. Her smiling face was like that of a child, glaring back at the person opposite her with an innocence that shouldn’t belong to her age.
You really think you’re special, huh? The Esteemed One is just experiencing a fleeting novelty.
As the Master of Qingyuan Palace, what kind of woman can the Esteemed One not have? Let’s see how long this righteous path cultivator can last.
Unexpectedly, Fu Lingyi simply put down her crossed legs, lightly bit her lower lip, and didn’t show the emotions Eyin had imagined. Instead, she said, “Tell me more?”
Eyin, thinking her provocation hadn’t landed, let out a cold snort. She proceeded to reveal everything about Yue Jin’s usual actions.
“Although Shan Shi and I didn’t come early enough, I heard Elder Wu Ju say that even before the Esteemed One became Palace Master, she missed and thought of her A’Ling constantly. A part of our sect’s followers were specifically sent out to search for news of A’Ling. As long as there was the slightest movement down the mountain, she would rush down like crazy, and then return disappointed. She never got close to any women, and was single-mindedly devoted to A’Ling.”
Eyin said this, adding fuel to the fire, wanting to make Fu Lingyi retreat in the face of difficulty. “Who she likes, anyone with a clear eye can see. Shan Shi and I never ask for much, only hoping to stay by her side is enough. And you, you are merely an accident from the Esteemed One’s time undercover in the Chongxiang Sword Sect . Do you really think she has genuine feelings for you!”
The more she spoke, the more excited she became, her heart full of worship exposed for all to see, letting anyone see her intentions at a glance.
Unexpectedly, Fu Lingyi listened with great interest, even nodding from time to time. “Continue.”
Eyin hadn’t expected this person to be thicker-skinned than the walls of Qingyuan Palace. She could still listen after Eyin had said this much. As expected, she was different from ordinary people.
Perhaps she didn’t love the Esteemed One that much at all, which is why she didn’t care about this at all.
Eyin clenched her fists. She looked cute, and getting angry like this would only make people think she wasn’t very intimidating.
So she was often smiling, making others feel a chill towards her from the bottom of their hearts.
“How impressive…” she gritted her teeth, knowing that talking further was useless, unable to shake the other party’s resolve. “I truly underestimated you! You just wait!”
Afterwards, she rushed out the door, puffed up with anger, to go find Yue Jin and complain.
Fu Lingyi watched her departing figure. What had just been unpleasant unexpectedly eased, and her mood unconsciously improved.
So Yue Jin had always remembered me, and had never forgotten me and her from back then…