After Transmigrating, the Female Lead Went Dark (GL) - Chapter 19

When the Sect Leader acted so spoiled, Xiao Xinyue’s taut nerves relaxed again. Although her face remained stern, her gaze softened a little.

The Sect Leader realized the female lead seemed to be quite susceptible to this approach.

She recalled a saying that physical contact can quickly bridge the gap between people and shorten emotional distance. So, as long as the female lead didn’t despise her, clinging to her like this was a great way to strengthen their bond!

Perhaps her hair was tickling Xiao Xinyue’s neck, so Xiao Xinyue raised a hand, pressed down on her head, and gently pushed her away. “Be careful someone doesn’t overhear and say you’re spreading heresy and delusion.”

“How can you call this heresy and delusion? This is genuine, heartfelt emotion!”

“You are the Demon Sect Leader. Every word and action of yours, in their eyes, is purposeful and ill-intentioned.”

The Sect Leader pouted unhappily. “So being born into the Demon Sect is the original sin, then!”

She suddenly noticed, “They? Saintess sister, you don’t think that, do you?”

That’s strange. Isn’t the female lead the one who hates her the most? Or could it be that the destruction of the female lead’s family had nothing to do with her as the Sect Leader? Or maybe, she really isn’t the Sect Leader?

Thinking this, she felt even more fearless. If I’m not the Sect Leader, I’m just a tool used by the female lead to suppress the Demon Sect remnants. What do I have to be afraid of?!

Xiao Xinyue didn’t answer but pushed her body away a little more. “If you’re alright, come back with me. Although this place is quiet, people still come through here.”

Zhou Zhuying obediently let go, but still lightly tugged on the fabric at Xiao Xinyue’s waist, asking questions like a shy young woman about to be married. “Saintess sister, how will we get married? Will there be the Three Letters and Six Rites? Who will be the matchmaker? How many tables will we set for the banquet? Will you wear the phoenix crown, or will I?”

Since this was her first marriage, and it was a same-sex marriage, the experience was completely new, so her questions came out in a continuous chatter.

Xiao Xinyue counter-questioned, “I am marrying you. Who do you think wears the phoenix crown?”

Zhou Zhuying conceded, “I’ll wear it, I’ll wear it. But will there be an eight-bearer sedan chair?”

Xiao Xinyue glanced at her. “You want an eight-bearer sedan chair?”

“Of course! Saintess sister promised me. Don’t go back on your word from the very first day we met.”

A smile played on Xiao Xinyue’s lips, and she gave her a sidelong look. “So the Sect Leader had already decided to marry me since that time?”

Zhou Zhuying clicked her tongue. Why is the female lead so self-absorbed?

The first time they met, who was the one who initiated the princess carry?

Well, she is the female lead, so I’ll let her have her moment of vanity!

They discussed wedding matters as they walked back to the courtyard. They didn’t encounter many people on the road, and before Zhou Zhuying knew it, her hand had moved from clinging to Xiao Xinyue’s sleeve to clasping her hand.

It was only when she was about to enter her room that Zhou Zhuying realized they were intertwining their fingers. Her heart skipped a beat. Am I so desperate that I unconsciously stretched out a wolf’s claw toward the female lead like a starving wolf?!

This is absolutely not my style. I am a very reserved person!

“Saintess sister, is my hand soft?” Zhou Zhuying asked.

Xiao Xinyue chuckled and released her hand. “It’s not soft.”

Zhou Zhuying was displeased and pouted. “Yours isn’t soft either. It has calluses.”

The smile on Xiao Xinyue’s lips subtly dropped.

Seeing that she had once again fanned the flames, Sect Leader Zhou, the Firefighter, quickly jumped in to mend the situation. “But it gives me a great sense of security! The calluses show that Saintess sister practices martial arts diligently, is highly skilled, and can protect people.”

Xiao Xinyue gave a knowing smile. “The Sect Leader’s flattery is getting better and better.”

“The only reason Saintess sister thinks I’m flattering her is that she hasn’t yet seen my sincere heart.”

Xiao Xinyue’s gaze fell on her chest. After a moment, the tip of her index finger pressed against that spot and she asked flirtatiously, “How do you intend to let me see your sincere heart?”

Zhou Zhuying wailed internally: Aww! Is the female lead teasing me? Woo-woo-woo! Straight girls are such flirts!

“Alright, I know you haven’t fully prepared yourself yet and need some time to process things. Take your time to think.”

After saying this, Xiao Xinyue walked straight back to her room, leaving Zhou Zhuying alone, clutching the doorframe and gritting her teeth: The female lead always flirts and then runs away! Do tools not deserve love?

Next time the female lead teases me like this, I’m not the Demon Sect Leader if I don’t lay my hands on her!

With this resentment, Zhou Zhuying found that she did indeed dream of Xiao Xinyue after falling asleep. And as if to take revenge for Xiao Xinyue’s habit of flirting and running, she relentlessly tormented Xiao Xinyue in the dream.

The scene in the dream became highly sensual, leaving her with a sense of lingering satisfaction after waking up.

However, after separating the dream from reality, her disappointment doubled. She couldn’t help but roll around in bed, hugging her pillow and clutching her blanket.

What a sin! Xiao Xinyue had previously told her to think of one person day and night, and that person might come into her dream to keep her company, so she wouldn’t have nightmares. I didn’t even specifically think of Xiao Xinyue, yet she still came into my dream to keep me company, and in such a way!

The female lead is so good to me; how could I bear to defile her like that in a dream?

“My sin, my sin,” the Sect Leader confessed, reflected, and then lay back down, pulling the covers over her head, hoping to dream of a sequel. Otherwise, the whole dream was a waste.

Unfortunately, she slept until morning and didn’t dream of anything. Not only that, even the previous sensual dream seemed to have faded, becoming vague and blurry, leaving only the residual feeling that “she had a spring dream.”

The female disciple of the Moshan Sect came to bring her breakfast again. She peered outside for a while, looking a little disappointed. “Where is the Saintess sister?”

Although the female disciple was used to her asking about the Saintess’s whereabouts every day, a recent rumor made her attitude toward the Sect Leader much colder. She said, “The Saintess is busy!”

“Oh.” Zhou Zhuying didn’t seem to mind, carelessly starting her breakfast.

The female disciple felt somewhat annoyed by this and asked, “The Saintess is busy with your affairs all day. Why don’t you care about her?”

Zhou Zhuying felt she was being unreasonable. “Didn’t I just ask about her?”

“You only asked where the Saintess went, but you didn’t ask if she had breakfast. Is a casual question like that called caring?”

“She is your Moshan Sect Saintess. Are you all going to stop her from having breakfast or something?” Zhou Zhuying found the disciple’s logic touching.

The female disciple choked and muttered, “The Saintess is truly unfortunate to have to marry someone like this! There are so many talented young men in the martial arts world and in the sect who care about her, yet for the sake of the greater good, she can only choose a Demon Sect Leader who completely doesn’t care about her!”

The Sect Leader: “…”

She might as well have been shouting this into my ear with a megaphone! Did she think I couldn’t hear her if she didn’t speak so loudly?

Besides, the female disciple herself said the female lead is marrying her for the greater good. Since we’re talking about mutual benefit, expecting me to emotionally invest and care about the female lead is being presumptuous and ungrateful.

Moreover, if I want to care about the female lead, it has to come from the heart. If others force and demand it, I’ll become contrary and deliberately do the opposite!

“So, you believe your Saintess sister marrying me is like a beautiful flower being stuck in cow dung. But you fail to realize that you all want the flower to grow strong and become a rare, world-renowned beauty, which is why you need the cow dung for fertilizer. When you force the flower onto the cow dung, did you ask the opinions of the flower and the cow dung? Now that the flower and the cow dung are agreeable, you start complaining about the cow dung. You haven’t even crossed the river yet, and you’re already trying to burn the bridge?”

The female disciple was so angered that her face turned red with shame and indignation. If she hadn’t known her boundaries, she might have drawn her sword and made the Sect Leader bleed.

She lowered her head and explained, “I didn’t mean that.”

“I understand. After all, the Saintess is sacred and inviolable to you all.”

Discovering that their goddess is suddenly going to marry a Demon Sect Leader is something no fan can tolerate. It’s like a popular young actor suddenly announcing his marriage to a notorious actress—it would be considered rational if the actor’s fans didn’t bomb the actress’s house.

The female disciple was slightly surprised, finding the Sect Leader quite generous for not holding a grudge against her.

Zhou Zhuying honestly didn’t take the disciple’s words to heart. After all, she’s about to marry the female lead! In the future, she can openly feel up the female lead and show off their love in front of these people, making them jealous and envious. Won’t that be delightful?

While the Sect Leader was determined to wait for Xiao Xinyue to return and discuss how they would become the martial arts world’s “model wives,” Xiao Xinyue, on the other side, had truthfully informed the leaders of the various sects about her plan—and, as expected, was met with unanimous opposition.