After Transmigrating, the Female Lead Went Dark (GL) - Chapter 11
Zhou Zhuying took out the cloak Xiao Xinyue had lent her and said guiltily, “Um, after I came back, I realized your cloak seems to have gotten torn at some point. You know I don’t have any money, so…”
Xiao Xinyue looked at the cut on the cloak. It was very neat, so she knew it had been sliced by the blades of those disciples in the afternoon. But in order to teach Zhou Zhuying a lesson, she deliberately did not say so. Instead, she said, “I don’t need you to compensate me with money. Just sew it up and return it to me. Remember to make it look nice.”
Zhou Zhuying: “…”
She knew how to sew, but “knew how” did not mean she was proficient.
Sewing a button back onto a shirt or mending a trouser pocket was fine, but if she had to sew neat and dense stitches, she could not do that.
Not to mention Xiao Xinyue wanted her to make it look nice. What counted as nice? Did sewing it like a centipede count? Or did she have to sew a flower onto it?
Xiao Xinyue added, “You are not allowed to go out until you finish sewing it.”
Zhou Zhuying: “…”
She had really brought trouble upon herself.
She answered in a muffled voice, but that did not stop her from finishing the food very efficiently.
Xiao Xinyue did not eat much. Seeing this, Zhou Zhuying said, “You people of the martial world spend all day doing physical labor like fighting and killing. You have to eat more, or you’ll stay this thin.”
Xiao Xinyue glanced at her. “You keep saying ‘you people of the martial world.’ What? Are you saying you are not a person of the martial world?”
“The Thousand Mechanisms Cult has already been destroyed, so I probably don’t count as a person of the martial world anymore, right?”
A trace of inquiry appeared in Xiao Xinyue’s eyes. “The Thousand Mechanisms Cult was founded by your own hand. Now that it is gone, are you not sad?”
Zhou Zhuying wanted to say that she was not sad; the one who would be sad was probably the original owner. But would the female lead think that she, as the Cult Leader, was cold and heartless, completely disregarding past ties? That would not help her build a harmless and gentle image in front of the female lead.
So she pretended to be sad and said, “I am sad. The tears I’ve shed for it in my heart have already become a vast ocean. But for it to be destroyed by your hands can still be considered worthy of its name as the number one sect of the evil path.”
Xiao Xinyue: “…”
Sorry, she could not see where the Cult Leader was showing any sadness.
Zhou Zhuying discreetly tried to gather information. “But Sister Saintess, how do you all plan to deal with me? Are you going to keep me locked up until I grow old?”
Whenever such a sensitive topic was involved, Xiao Xinyue’s gaze always became sharp and meaningful. She curved her lips into a faint smile and asked, “How does the Cult Leader hope we will deal with you?”
Zhou Zhuying felt her scalp go numb under her gaze. She thought that it would be best if they stopped shouting about beating and killing her all the time, guaranteed her safety, and provided her with some materials so she could do experiments when she had nothing to do. That way, she would not forget everything she had learned after being transmigrated into a book for too long.
Aside from that, being locked up until old age did not seem completely unacceptable.
Of course, in negotiations, one could not reveal their bottom line right from the start.
She said, “I think we can cooperate. Whether Sister Saintess believes it or not, I have already sincerely repented, so the righteous path can take this opportunity to create a positive image of the Demon Sect Leader being reformed under the influence of the righteous path.”
Xiao Xinyue said, “What benefit does whitewashing the Demon Sect Leader bring the righteous path?”
“The benefits are huge. You have to know that the Demon Sect can never be completely eradicated, because as long as there is injustice under heaven, as long as there are tragedies where people have nowhere to seek justice, then there will be people who are driven to desperation and forced toward evil. There are also evildoers who already harbor wicked thoughts and commit crimes, as well as people who develop conflicts with members of the righteous path and eventually come to hate the righteous path…
“As the saying goes, blocking is worse than guiding. Rather than wiping all these people out, it would be better to actively guide them. For those who have not committed major wrongs, give them a chance to reform. Let them know that even a Demon Sect Leader like me can reform under the righteous path’s influence, so they definitely can too!”
Xiao Xinyue pondered for a while, and the way she looked at Zhou Zhuying became somewhat different. “Day after day, where do you get so many crooked arguments?”
“How can you call this a crooked argument? You have to know that some prisons—oh, dungeons—have even released advertisements, using promotion of how good the prison cells are to warn the people not to commit evil. So we can completely imitate that.”
Xiao Xinyue’s focus was very different. “Which dungeon released advertisements?”
Zhou Zhuying: “…The Thousand Mechanisms Cult’s dungeon.”
Xiao Xinyue did not say whether she believed her or not. She only said she would consider it.
Zhou Zhuying did not care whether Xiao Xinyue considered it or not. She took advantage of the opening and climbed up the pole. “Ideally, you should give me a chance to make a public appearance. That way, the credibility will increase! Then I can appropriately praise the righteous path. For example, the food is very good, everyone in Moshan Sect is easygoing and polite, and staying at Moshan Sect truly gives one the feeling of being at home…”
Xiao Xinyue sneered. “In the end, you still want to go out.”
“That’s called external exchange,” Zhou Zhuying argued.
Xiao Xinyue looked at her with a half-smile. “Then does the Cult Leader know how many sects outside, whose disciples were lost in the battle to encircle and suppress the Demon Sect, currently want to ‘exchange’ with you?”
Zhou Zhuying pouted. Wasn’t the female lead’s implication that there were many people outside who wanted her life?
But those people should think about it. The ones who attacked Dangu Mountain were those famous righteous sects. Their own martial arts were too weak, and they were killed in self-defense by Demon Sect disciples. How could that be blamed on her?
Sure enough, no martial arts world was ever lacking in people like Yue Buqun.
Xiao Xinyue knew Zhou Zhuying felt unhappy, but she had no intention of compromising. She cleared away the bowls and chopsticks and said, “Stay here properly.”
Zhou Zhuying watched her leave, and a strange thought suddenly arose in her heart: Why do I feel like the female lead is protecting me?
But how was that possible?
No matter how much of a Saintess the female lead was, she would not lose her mind to that extent.
That must have been her imagination.
Putting away her distracting thoughts, she picked up the torn cloak and worried over how she should sew it.
Unfortunately, conditions did not allow for it. Otherwise, if she built a sewing machine, it would save so much effort.
After taking a hot bath that night, she asked that female disciple for needle and thread. First, she sewed blindly for a while, and then the cloak gained an ugly “scar.”
She thought of the short videos she usually scrolled through and removed the thread again, trying to see if she could really sew a flower on it.
Just as she was considering drawing a blueprint first, the melodious sound of a qin came from outside the door again.
Zhou Zhuying followed the sound and saw that Xiao Xinyue had placed a qin table in the plum blossom grove, with an ancient qin set on top of it. In one corner of the table was a small incense burner, from which thin smoke curled upward.
Xiao Xinyue’s pale, slender fingers gently plucked the strings. The sound of the qin was melodious and smooth, without the slightest stagnation.
The scene Zhou Zhuying had once fantasized about seemed to be coming true one part at a time.
Before flowers and beneath the moon, the Saintess’s fair hands plucked the qin, while the Cult Leader listened closely. One moved, one stayed still, complementing each other beautifully.
This scene was absolutely gorgeous! It was one step closer to “the female lead plays the qin while I brew tea”!
Zhou Zhuying, who had no musical talent to speak of, could not help feeling her heart surge.
Although Xiao Xinyue was basically playing the qin to a cow, Zhou Zhuying showed the attitude that a qualified audience should have. After Xiao Xinyue finished one piece, she hurriedly clapped. “Good!”
Xiao Xinyue asked her, “What was good about it?”
“It was good because…” Zhou Zhuying racked her brains to search for adjectives. However, the search failed, so she could only say dryly, “Because it sounded good.”
Xiao Xinyue: “…”
She had known she should not place too much hope in the Cult Leader’s level of appreciation.
“Why did the Cult Leader not go back to sleep this time?”
Zhou Zhuying looked slightly dazed. “Ah?”
“Last time, didn’t you treat my qin music as a lullaby and fall asleep halfway through listening?”
After having such a rude side of herself exposed, Zhou Zhuying felt rather embarrassed and laughed awkwardly. “Last time, that was… that was because I was too tired. The Duke of Zhou summoned me into a dream. I couldn’t refuse!”
“Did the Duke of Zhou not come looking for the Cult Leader this time?”
“He is an important man with many affairs to handle. How could he come looking for me every night?”
Xiao Xinyue put away the qin, her voice somewhat cold. “It seems the Cult Leader cannot sleep peacefully alone, which is why you went to meet the Duke of Zhou at night.”
Zhou Zhuying said in a deliberately affected tone, “Sleeping alone is indeed a little empty, lonely, and cold.”
Xiao Xinyue rose and walked in front of Zhou Zhuying. “Does the Cult Leader mean you want to find a few people to warm your bed?”
Fortunately, Zhou Zhuying sensed that the atmosphere was not right and did not dare act too recklessly. She said humbly, “I wouldn’t dare. I’m only a prisoner. Having a roof over my head and a place to shelter me from wind and rain is already very good. How could I dare hope for such luxurious treatment?”
“The Cult Leader is quite self-aware. However, you have reminded me. As a prisoner, you still have other uses.”
“U-Uses?” Why did that word sound as if it carried a not-so-harmonious premonition?
“To warm this Saintess’s bed.”
Zhou Zhuying: “…”
Had she triggered some strange fetish in the Saintess?
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