My Arch-Nemesis Cried and Begged Me Not to Die 82

Chapter 82:

Extra: Honesty – …This is so good.

Yan Jingyu suddenly felt very unaccustomed.

It wasn’t that he hadn’t thought that one day Liao Chen and he might be like other Daoist companions, treating each other with tenderness. But when it really happened, he found that he really was a little unaccustomed.

He was used to the back-and-forth bickering with Liao Chen. Although he would occasionally provoke the other by accident, that seemed to be the Liao Chen he was truly familiar with.

At this moment, the other was so frank, which made him a little at a loss.

“You, you don’t blame me at all?”

“Blame what?”

Yan Jingyu moved, feeling the fingers brushing past his ear. Although he did not look at Liao Chen’s eyes, he understood how seriously the other was looking at him at this moment. His fingers were a little rough, and when they brushed past his ear, it was a little numb and tingling. Yan Jingyu was really a little uncomfortable, so he turned over and pressed him under him, saying with a straight face, “I secretly cast a mind-reading curse on you, and you’re not angry?”

“…” Liao Chen looked at him and did not speak.

But in Yan Jingyu’s sea of consciousness, a sentence flashed by: “There is nothing in my heart that cannot be seen by you.”

“…So frank?” Yan Jingyu’s fingers also went to stroke his cheek, his heart as if it had been soaked in vinegar, sour and soft. “Weren’t you always on guard against me before?”

“It wasn’t to guard against you.” Liao Chen slightly raised his chin, letting his fingers slide past his neck. Taking advantage of the fact that he could hear his own heart’s voice, he lazily enjoyed the other’s caress and said, “After all, you and I were once arch-nemesis. You have feelings for me for a short time because I took care of you. Who knows if someone will be better to you in the future.”

Yan Jingyu had known long ago of his unease, but Liao Chen had always expressed these unease with sharp actions. He seemed to have been born only knowing how to attack and take, and did not understand what it meant to yield and be tolerant.

Not until this moment, when he had completely shed his sharp thorns, did Yan Jingyu discover that the phoenix woman of that year had really given him the right name.

“Not afraid now?”

“I have the wick of your soul-lamp.” Liao Chen half-closed his eyes, with a hint of satisfaction in his enjoyment, as if everything was under his control. “I’m not afraid of you betraying me.”

Yan Jingyu couldn’t help but laugh. His arms softly wrapped around him, loosely circling his head. His fingers played with his long hair one by one, and he pressed his cheek against his face, saying deliberately, “On what grounds do you think I will betray you first?”

“Your heart.”

“…” Yan Jingyu’s cheek immediately lifted from his face. Liao Chen’s comfortable expression immediately tensed slightly, and a hint of caution appeared in his two eyes.

—”There is a difference between immortals and demons. Perhaps in the future, I will do something that violates your Dao. You cultivate the path of the common people. In the future, you will surely get rid of me for the sake of all living beings.”

Liao Chen’s eyelashes flickered. He subconsciously turned his face away and reflexively wanted to leave, but Yan Jingyu once again pressed him down. “This is what you’ve been most worried about all along.”

Knowing that he had already heard his thoughts, Liao Chen said stiffly, “This Lord is the Lord of the Demon Realm, and I have always been wanton. If someone dares to provoke me, I will definitely not compromise for you. At that time, I will naturally not ask you to stand by my side unconditionally.”

—”You are an immortal lord who punishes evil and promotes good. I am the source of evil. How can I let you lose your reputation in your later years for me?”

The moment the voice of his heart appeared in his sea of consciousness, Liao Chen once again avoided his gaze. His expression flashed with a hint of wretchedness and embarrassment. He suddenly raised his hand and wanted to push Yan Jingyu away again, but was directly held by the wrist by the other, and his whole person was pressed down again.

He was immediately a little angry. “Yan Qi—”

“What if I do?”

The moonlight in the sky was hazy, and the pavilion was silent. The pure-colored gauze curtains swayed slightly at the window. Liao Chen looked as if he hadn’t reacted.

“Why do you always think that I will care about the so-called reputation in my later years? It was like this when I was in the Demon Palace. Clearly, you did so many things for me, but you didn’t dare to let people know that I was living well with you… Liao Qi Mei, in your heart, am I, Yan Jingyu, so ungrateful?”

“You are the Immortal Lord Dufang…”

“That is only a part of Yan Jingyu.” Yan Jingyu said, “Have you forgotten that it was you who helped me find my humanity? It was you who told me I could blame, it was you who let me face my own feelings, it was you who let me truly comprehend the Dao that belongs to Yan Jingyu… others don’t understand me, don’t you understand me either?”

Liao Chen held his breath slightly, his brain blank, his tongue stiff. After a long while, he said, “If I kill someone one day…”

“If they are innocent, I will save them.”

“If I, slaughter a city.”

“No matter how great the cause and effect, I will bear it.”

“You won’t kill me?”

“My sword will never be pointed at you again.”

“You won’t stop me?”

“I believe you.”

A mist appeared in Liao Chen’s eyes. He suddenly moved his gaze away again, his eyelashes flickering. He snorted lightly. “Sweet words.”

“It’s not sweet words.” Yan Jingyu tilted his head slightly, chasing his gaze and looking at him levelly. “You care about me so much. If we really come to that step, I believe you must have a reason.”

“Xiao Mei.” He called out his little name softly, and as expected, he received a glare. His smile also softened. “I know you are always prepared for danger in times of peace, and you always think a lot. But no matter what happens in the future, I will not abandon you. No matter how big the matter is, I am willing to face it with you. Since you are not angry that I secretly cast a mind-reading curse on you, it actually means that you hope I understand you, right?”

Liao Chen sneered contemptuously, noncommittal.

Yan Jingyu kissed his lips. Liao Chen’s expression had already softened a lot. Yan Jingyu continued, “Let’s try to be a Daoist couple from now on, okay?”

Liao Chen did not speak, but a “mm” came from his sea of consciousness.

Yan Jingyu pressed his nose against his. “I’ve said so much. Don’t you have any indication?”

His tone carried a hint of playful reproach. Liao Chen’s heart felt a little hot. He hesitated for a few moments, then reached out and held him in his arms. Yan Jingyu rubbed his cheek again. “Don’t you dare bully me again in the future.”

“…I didn’t bully you.”

“I said you bullied me, so you bullied me.”

Liao Chen looked at him and kissed him on the lips.

Yan Jingyu laughed out loud, his hands and feet wrapping around his body. “Alright, in the future, if you think you’ve done something wrong, just kiss me, and I’ll know you know you’re wrong.”

“…” Liao Chen kissed him again.

Yan Jingyu looked at him. “What did you do wrong again?”

—”Next time, I’ll feed you whatever you want to eat.”

Yan Jingyu’s ears turned red. Liao Chen immediately stared at him and heard him cough lightly. “No, I was just trying to see your reaction at that time. I’m not a child…”

Actually, his anger was also deliberate. He had known from his mind-reading that Liao Chen was about to make a move, so he had deliberately left to interrupt his action, making him unable to eat or sleep well and reflect on himself… anyway, he was not a good person either.

Good thing Liao Chen can’t read minds, otherwise he would say he has a bad heart again.

He was at a loss. Liao Chen, on the contrary, became at ease and said frankly, “Actually, I like it when you act spoiled with me.”

“…You’re the one who’s acting spoiled!”

“You see, you just said you wanted to be a good Daoist couple, and you’re already losing your temper with me again.”

He accused. Yan Jingyu’s face turned even redder. He couldn’t take back the words he had just said. He stammered and buried his face in his chest, arching back and forth, his messy hair looking exceptionally gloomy.

Liao Chen was in a good mood. He took out a small blanket and covered him, quietly holding him in his arms.

—”This is so good.”

Yan Jingyu quietly nestled in his chest and couldn’t help but curve his lips, replying in a small voice in his heart, “This is so good.”

The two of them rarely had such a calm and frank talk. Just as Yan Jingyu was about to fall asleep in a daze, something suddenly moved in his spiritual abode. He vaguely remembered the situation when Feng Guiyu was born last time and thought, I’m actually dreaming of that scene again…

With a “crack,” something shattered.

Yan Jingyu gently rubbed against Liao Chen’s shoulder. The latter also did not notice the movement in his spiritual abode at all.

Not until Yan Jingyu suddenly remembered something did he suddenly wake up from his sleep.

He did not disturb the peacefully sleeping Liao Chen beside him, but slightly adjusted his position in his arms, letting his cheek rest on his shoulder, and slowly flipped his palm.

A broken eggshell appeared in his palm. Inside, a small phoenix was sitting obediently, blinking its round eyes, quiet and still.

He didn’t know how long it had been since it had hatched. The down on its body had already dried. Yan Jingyu stared at it in a daze, until it swayed and stood up from the eggshell again. Its two small wings flapped softly, and it let out a weak “jiu.”

“Qi Yan…” Yan Jingyu couldn’t help but smile. He reached out and held it up from the eggshell. Liao Chen on the side had also opened his eyes, and looked over with sleepy eyes. He suddenly sat up straight. “Another one?!”

—”How come every time I come to the Primeval Spring to do business, a little phoenix is born…”

Liao Chen stared at the weak cub. Yan Jingyu was also a little amused. “How strange. I feel this one is a bit like you when you were a child.”

Liao Chen raised an eyebrow. “What a coincidence. I think that little feather is also a bit like you.”

“How is that little annoying thing like me?!”

“And how is this weak chicken like me?!”

“How can you curse people?”

“You were the one who cursed me first.”

“Liao Xiao Mei!”

“You’re cursing me again.” Liao Chen said, “Didn’t we agree to be a good Daoist couple?!”

“…” Yan Jingyu was puffed up. “Do you have anything to eat?”

Liao Chen frowned, but still rummaged through his Qiankun Pouch and soon took out a red bean rice cake. Just as Yan Jingyu was about to take it, Liao Chen suddenly turned his head and looked to the side, his eyes half-closed. “Not good.”

“What?”

Without Liao Chen’s answer, Yan Jingyu’s divine sense had already swept out. Under the Qiwu flower, one after another, the sound of pecking at the shell, and also the sound of cracking shells, could be heard.

The two of them looked at each other at the same time. Yan Jingyu said cautiously, “How many did you hear?”

“About fifteen.”

“…”

“You name them.” Liao Chen’s tone was ruthless. Yan Jingyu was speechless for a moment. “Open a teleportation gate for Xiao Lin.”

Liao Chen nodded. “Mo Ting and Li Xiao have my mark on them and also have experience in raising cubs. We can pull them over together.”

“Mo Xia and Mo Dong…”

“Mo Xia can’t.” Liao Chen said coldly, “She is a Taotie.”

“Mm…” Yan Jingyu did not refute him. “Then let her stay in the Demon Palace as a cook.”

Thump, thump, thump, crack, crack, crack.

With a clear “jiu jiu” sound, the phoenix cubs, which had been silent for many years, began to chirp one after another.

Yan Jingyu, while putting on his clothes and rushing over there, couldn’t help but laugh.

“Jiuyi Mountain is really going to be lively.”