After Transmigrating, the Female Lead Went Dark (GL) - Chapter 14

Xiao Xinyue ended with a move that combined both firmness and softness. The movement was so beautiful that Zhou Zhuying unconsciously copied it.

Xiao Xinyue had long noticed her gaze and movements, but the greatest taboo while practicing martial arts was distraction, so she had not spoken to her.

Now that she had finished practicing an entire set of techniques, Xiao Xinyue had the leisure to tease her.

With a leap, it was hard to tell whether Xiao Xinyue was stepping on the plum blossoms as she flew, or whether the plum blossoms had been carried into flight by her. In the blink of an eye, she arrived in front of the window.

She asked, “Why did the Cult Leader wake so early today?”

Zhou Zhuying’s thoughts had already been hooked by her figure and flown beyond the heavens. Hearing her words all of a sudden, she was still somewhat slow to react. “With such a beautiful scene before me, how could I still sleep?”

“Oh? Is the scene beautiful, or is the person beautiful?”

“As the poem says, ‘The plum must yield three parts of whiteness to the snow, yet the snow loses to the plum in fragrance.’”

“Then am I the plum, or the snow?”

“You are both the plum and the snow. The whiteness is you, and the fragrance is also you. Just as wherever you are, there is beautiful scenery. So, Sister Saintess, is it the scene that is beautiful, or the person?”

Xiao Xinyue was very surprised that the Cult Leader, who had always been ignorant of literature and insensitive to romance, could actually say such sweet words. The corners of her lips lifted slightly, and even her brows and eyes were touched with a hint of a smile. “Did the Cult Leader meet the God of Literature in her dreams last night? Your words are so moving today.”

Thinking of last night’s dream, Zhou Zhuying’s expression became listless. Seeing this, Xiao Xinyue’s smile faded slightly, and she asked, “What’s wrong?”

Zhou Zhuying saw that Xiao Xinyue’s fragrant temples and neck were damp with a thin layer of sweat. Afraid she would catch cold, she said, “Sister Saintess, come in first and wipe off your sweat.”

Xiao Xinyue readily complied and flipped through the window into the room.

Zhou Zhuying: “…”

No, wait. The female lead had a perfectly good door, so why did she climb through the window? Did she think climbing through the window was more exciting?

But since the female lead herself did not care about her image, what was there for Zhou Zhuying to care about?

She took out her own handkerchief and handed it to Xiao Xinyue. “In last night’s dream, I didn’t see the God of Literature, nor did I see the Duke of Zhou. There was only me, alone, sitting in a pitch-black and eerie great hall.”

Xiao Xinyue’s movement of wiping her sweat paused. She asked without changing her expression, “Aside from that, did you dream of anything else?”

“No. Even if a ghost had appeared, I wouldn’t have felt so lonely and bored.”

Xiao Xinyue smiled faintly. “If a ghost had really appeared, you wouldn’t be saying that.”

“There are many kinds of ghosts. For example, the Duke of Zhou. He died many years ago, so he should have become a ghost long ago, right? But dreaming of him isn’t scary!”

Xiao Xinyue gave her an idea. “Before you sleep next time, think of one person first. That person might appear in your dream to accompany you.”

Zhou Zhuying felt that made sense. After all, what one thought about in the day, one dreamed of at night. If she kept thinking about a person, then out of ten dreams, that person should appear once or twice, right?

She subconsciously avoided thinking about her parents, because she was afraid that if she thought of them too much but had no way to return to their side, she would make herself depressed. As for her friends and classmates, aside from Meng Xiaoxiao, there were not many who were worth missing.

After thinking it over, she realized that the only person she could think about here was actually the female lead?!

She glanced at Xiao Xinyue. The latter had finished wiping her sweat and casually tucked the handkerchief into her robes. Sensing Zhou Zhuying’s gaze, she asked, “Do you think it is inappropriate?”

“This idea is great. It’s just easy to think of someone day and night until feelings arise.”

Xiao Xinyue: “…”

She said, “It does not matter if you do not want to think of anyone. Finding someone to keep you company has the same effect.”

“If two people share a bed for long enough, who knows? One night, emotions might suddenly stir, and they might go off to Mount Wu together.”

Xiao Xinyue’s temples throbbed. She changed the topic. “Since you are awake, wash up and prepare to eat breakfast. I will go back and change first.”

Zhou Zhuying watched her leave, then began pondering to herself again. “‘Go back and change first’—does that mean she’ll come back to eat breakfast with me after changing?”

She recalled the female lead’s expression when they first met. That killing intent could not have been filtered out even with ten layers of filters. Afterward, the female lead’s attitude had gradually softened, but occasionally she would still look at her with a very restrained and complicated expression.

Despite the deep hatred between them, the female lead could still be so considerate toward her. It was simply unbelievable!

Zhou Zhuying’s imagination ran wild. “As the saying goes, killing a person is one thing, destroying their heart is another. Could the female lead be trying to make me lower my guard, make me depend on her, until I can’t do without her? Then, she’ll PUA me, abuse me physically, emotionally, and mentally, and make me wish I were dead?!”

What should she do? She really did seem to be showing signs of becoming infatuated with the female lead.

No, no. Liking her was fine. Admiring her was fine too. But she could not fall in love!

Zhou Zhuying drew a line for herself in her heart, and only then did she wash up with a lighter mood.

When the female disciple brought breakfast, Xiao Xinyue also came over after changing into a plain padded skirt. Though she was wearing a skirt, Zhou Zhuying felt that the female lead’s outfit made her look even more heroic and valiant.

“Sister Saintess, isn’t it inconvenient to fight in a skirt?” Zhou Zhuying asked curiously.

Xiao Xinyue said, “Moshan Sect is very safe. There is no need to fight.”

Zhou Zhuying thought that made sense. There probably were not many petty villains who dared barge into Moshan Sect’s main stronghold. And even if they did, they would probably be subdued by Moshan Sect before they reached this place.

She asked again, “Then, Sister Saintess, are you wearing thermal pants? It’s so cold in winter. Isn’t wearing a skirt freezing?”

Xiao Xinyue: “…”

Afraid that she did not know what thermal pants were, Zhou Zhuying explained, “They’re cotton pants that aren’t very thick but are very warm.”

“Does the Cult Leader want thermal pants? Tomorrow, I will have someone go to Yunxi Pavilion and buy some for you.”

Zhou Zhuying: “Yunxi Pavilion sells thermal pants too?!”

Xiao Xinyue nodded. “Not only menstrual cloths and thermal pants. Even the toothbrush the Cult Leader is using now was produced by Yunxi Pavilion.”

Zhou Zhuying thought, as expected, she had guessed correctly. Yunxi Pavilion was a boutique that did business with women! It would be great if she had a chance to go shopping there.

Xiao Xinyue pushed the rice noodles in front of her over to Zhou Zhuying. “Do not get distracted while eating. Finish this, and I will take you for a walk.”

“I’m not a child,” the Cult Leader muttered. But she still finished breakfast at top speed, then put on her “underworld gang” cloak and went out with Xiao Xinyue.

Xiao Xinyue reminded her, “If we meet anyone later, do not speak, and do not look directly at them.”

Curious Baby Cult Leader Zhou asked, “Why? That’s so impolite!”

“There is no why. Be obedient.”

Cult Leader Zhou’s expression was resentful.

Fine. When one lived under someone else’s roof, one had no choice but to lower one’s head. You are the female lead, so you make the rules.

Before they encountered anyone else, she could still chatter a little with Xiao Xinyue. But when they ran into patrolling disciples, she shut her mouth.

The female lead chatted with the disciples of her own sect, while Zhou Zhuying, an outsider, could not cut in—just like when parents brought their child to meet relatives, then pushed the child aside and started talking about adult matters with the relatives. It was truly boring.

Zhou Zhuying was bored out of her mind, and her gaze lightly swept over those disciples.

One of the patrolling disciples happened to be secretly glancing at her. When her careless gaze swept over him, he was instantly so frightened that his whole body shook. Which bastard said the Demon Sect Leader’s eyes were round and cute, making her look soft and easy to bully?

With those black-and-white, long and narrow phoenix eyes, there was a hint of cold cruelty within her laziness, and hidden killing intent beneath her charm. Being glanced at by her made goosebumps rise all over his body, all right?!

Compared with their gentle, dignified, and generous Saintess, how was this a sheep? This was a beautiful scorpion!

Since there was nothing else they needed to report, they hurriedly said farewell to the Saintess and continued patrolling.

Zhou Zhuying asked, “Sister Saintess, are you usually very fierce? Why does every disciple run away in fright when they see you?”

It had been like this last time, and this time it was even more exaggerated. It felt as if a ghost were chasing them from behind.

Xiao Xinyue smiled and looked at her. “You performed well. Keep it up.”