After Transmigrating, the Female Lead Went Dark (GL) - Chapter 29

Zhou Zhuying felt that, at the very least, she was someone who had experienced great storms and waves—spring dreams—so how could she capsize over a few tiny ripples?

Calmly and unhurriedly, she pinched her nose and began silently reciting the Scripture of Clarity and Stillness in her heart.

When Xiao Xinyue saw her in such a sorry state, she lifted Zhou Zhuying’s heel, found the Taixi acupoint, and began pressing it.

The spot between Zhou Zhuying’s ankle and heel was pressed until it felt sore and painful. She cried out, “Aiya, aiyo!” Because she was pinching her nose, her voice carried a heavy nasal sound, but coupled with those cries, the more one listened, the more it sounded like delicate panting.

“Sister Saintess, be gentler!”

Xiao Xinyue glanced at her. “The Taixi acupoint can draw fire back to its source. Once the fire is lowered, you will stop bleeding from the nose.”

Although she said this, she secretly sent true qi into the Taixi acupoint.

Zhou Zhuying only felt as if something were rushing upward from her ankle. It did not hurt, but it was a little itchy. And as that thing rushed upward, the sensations throughout her whole body became very strange.

She simply thought the massage was taking effect and called out, “Ah, I feel it, I feel it! Sister Saintess, use a little more strength.”

Xiao Xinyue asked, “Can the Cult Leader withstand it?”

“I can! Ah-ha…”

You Ronglin, who had decided to sneak into Xiao Xinyue’s courtyard at night, had only just climbed over the wall when he heard their Cult Leader’s cries, sometimes high, sometimes long and winding. He nearly fell flat on the ground.

“This is… a little too intense. Truly worthy of the Cult Leader!”

You Ronglin listened from outside the wall for a while and felt that he had purely been worrying for nothing. Listening to the Cult Leader’s voice, how did she sound coerced? It seemed she had truly taken a fancy to the Saintess of Moshan, so she was willing to yield beneath the other party and seek pleasure with her.

You Ronglin left with a heart full of sorrow. He felt as if his family’s fresh, tender cabbage had been rooted up by a pig—although that pig was very beautiful and had an excellent reputation among the righteous path, in the eyes of them Demon Sect people, she was still a pig!

Inside the room, Xiao Xinyue glanced out the window, then withdrew her gaze.

Zhou Zhuying’s nosebleed had stopped, but her whole body was powerless. She leaned against the edge of the bath barrel, looking thoroughly comfortable yet as if she had been ravaged.

After all this fuss, Xiao Xinyue no longer had the leisurely mood to stay in the water for long. She left the bath barrel and changed into a long robe made of cotton cloth. Water droplets on her body dampened the robe, but she did not feel uncomfortable in the slightest.

Zhou Zhuying turned around and lay over the side of the bath barrel, staring at the graceful figure outlined by the long robe. Then she pinched her own waist. When she did not pinch any extra flesh, she let out a huge breath of relief.

It was one thing if the original owner’s vest line had been eaten away by her. At least her lower abdomen was still flat. But if extra flesh appeared on her waist, she feared she would sour the plum tree to death.

Just as her thoughts were wandering, Xiao Xinyue returned and threw a towel at her. “Wash your face clean.”

While washing her face, Zhou Zhuying secretly watched Xiao Xinyue and wondered whether she should throw away her integrity and test whether the female lead was truly iron-straight. After all, the female lead was so open about bathing with her. If the female lead was not straight, then she must have feelings for her!

The Cult Leader did not think at all that she was overthinking, nor did she think she was being narcissistic. After all, she was currently bearing the title of Demon Sect Leader. Acting a little out of line was what fit her character setting!

“Is the Cult Leader done washing?” Xiao Xinyue propped both hands on the edge of the bath barrel, leaned closer to the Cult Leader, and asked.

The steam on the edge of the bath barrel gathered into droplets of water that quietly trickled downward, while the unseen heat rose upward, brewing into a scorching, ambiguous atmosphere.

The water in the bath barrel cooled very quickly, yet Zhou Zhuying felt her body temperature rise slightly.

Zhou Zhuying reached out and wrapped her arms around Xiao Xinyue’s neck. Her coquettish voice sounded. “Sister Saintess, I’m cold.”

She was already delicate and alluring in appearance. Now, leaning close so intimately, she was like a bright and beautiful red spider lily blooming before Xiao Xinyue’s eyes, releasing a faint floral fragrance that stirred memories deep within the body.

Xiao Xinyue’s eyes flickered, and she suddenly captured Zhou Zhuying’s lips.

This kiss seemed fierce in its arrival, but in truth, it did not make Zhou Zhuying uncomfortable. It was delicate and lingering, like an oar gently swaying, fish playing in the water, sending ripples across green waves as the water’s color went from deep to shallow, then from shallow back into deep.

Just as the kiss grew passionate, Xiao Xinyue reached out and pulled over the cotton blanket on the table, wrapped Zhou Zhuying in it, then scooped her out of the water.

Zhou Zhuying bear-hugged Xiao Xinyue and hung from her body. Her cheeks were red and hot, so she could only bury her head in Xiao Xinyue’s neck to avoid letting her see this useless appearance.

At this moment, Xiao Xinyue did not dislike the Cult Leader’s weight at all. But from the warm chamber to the bed was only the work of a few breaths, and Xiao Xinyue did not even pant.

Once they returned to the bed, the Cult Leader’s heart suddenly lifted. Her heart thumped wildly. She knew what would happen next, and her heart was somewhat expectant and excited, yet also a little nervous.

Was the door to the adult world finally about to open for her?

She had already bought her entry ticket, and also her boat ticket to sail out to sea.

Let her freely swim in the tide-filled sea!

Zhou Zhuying felt that being slept with by a woman like Xiao Xinyue—rich, beautiful, intelligent, high-status, highly skilled in martial arts, and with boundless prospects—was not a loss at all.

Of course, since Xiao Xinyue had the female lead halo and would probably attract countless wild bees and butterflies, Zhou Zhuying might only be one passerby in her life. So it was fine to go with the body and not the heart.

Seeing the Cult Leader’s bright eyes and the plainly visible excitement in them, Xiao Xinyue no longer hesitated. The long robe was gently undone. The curtain hook swayed faintly. The gauze curtains fell closed. Without need for words, their gazes, touching the depths of each other’s hearts, met and entwined.

—

The wind rose outside. Fine snow drifted lightly, gradually laying a layer of silver frost over the ground.

Dim light filtered in from outside the window. Within the gauze curtains, figures appeared faint and indistinct.

Xiao Xinyue lay on her side on the outer side of the bed, her back to the light, her eyes fixed unwaveringly on Zhou Zhuying as she slept. Her fingers passed through Zhou Zhuying’s black hair, then picked up a small lock and wound it around her knuckles to play with.

Zhou Zhuying’s hair was rather fine, but not too soft. Thus, this waterfall-like black hair scattered over the bed was straight and long, truly making one envious.

Xiao Xinyue got out of bed quietly and found a pair of scissors. She picked out a small lock of her own hair and Zhou Zhuying’s, cut them off, tied them into a knot, wrapped them in red cloth, then placed them inside a small box by the bed.

The sleeping Zhou Zhuying did not know that her beautiful hair had been “stolen and cut.” She only felt that the warmth beside her had suddenly grown cold, so her hand instinctively groped to the side.

She did not touch anything. In the end, she grabbed the quilt, rolled herself up, and rolled toward the inner side of the bed while wrapping herself tighter.

Xiao Xinyue sat by the bed and watched for a while. Seeing that Zhou Zhuying still had not woken, she bent down and kissed her.

“Yunxi, no more,” Zhou Zhuying muttered.

Xiao Xinyue’s thoughts froze, and a glimmer of light suddenly lit in her eyes.

“Yangchun,” Xiao Xinyue called softly.

Zhou Zhuying had no reaction at all.

The light in Xiao Xinyue’s eyes dimmed slightly. She took off her shoes and climbed back into bed, pulling back half the quilt. The person who had wrapped herself like a silkworm cocoon had no choice but to roll back and just happened to land in Xiao Xinyue’s arms.

This movement was a little too large. Zhou Zhuying opened a slit of her eyes, slightly dazed. “Sister Saintess?”

“The Cult Leader is awake?” Xiao Xinyue’s fingertip traced over Zhou Zhuying’s snow-white neck, landing right on a red mark.

“Is it morning?” The Cult Leader shrank her neck, burrowed into Xiao Xinyue’s embrace, and murmured, “Are you going to practice martial arts?”

“It is snowing. Today, I will accompany the Cult Leader and sleep in for once.”

“Sister Saintess is the best.” The Cult Leader hugged Xiao Xinyue’s waist and let out a comfortable sigh. Then she drifted back to sleep in a daze.

Xiao Xinyue smiled and also closed her eyes in a light doze.

—

After daybreak, the sect masters of the famous righteous sects, who had been thinking about the negotiations with the Demon Sect, had all finished washing and dressing, hurriedly eaten breakfast, and rushed to Moshan Sect.

Although the Demon Sect people had also risen very early, they were all moving around the courtyard at an unhurried pace.

Someone asked You Ronglin, “Left Guardian, are we not going to that Yan Yu Hall? It would not be good to make the Cult Leader wait long, right?”

You Ronglin said, “Before the hour of Si, it is still early. Our Cult Leader may not even be up yet!”

The Demon Sect people instantly understood and showed concern one after another. “Did those erotic illustrations work?”

“They definitely did. We exhausted every effort to find them and had Moshan Sect’s people retrieve them!”

You Ronglin sighed. “For today’s peace negotiations, everyone had better be mentally prepared.”

“How so?”

You Ronglin told the group about what he had heard while listening from outside the wall. Finally, he said earnestly, “The Cult Leader is the person with the deepest and most unfathomable martial arts in our cult. How could a mere Saintess be her opponent? If not because the Cult Leader cherishes that Saintess, how could she willingly be captured by the Saintess? So for today’s negotiations, the Cult Leader’s heart will certainly lean toward that Saintess of Moshan. We must be mentally prepared.”

Someone did not think much of it. “So what if the Cult Leader loves the Saintess of Moshan today? Tomorrow, we can find her a few more beauties. Once the Cult Leader’s freshness toward the Saintess of Moshan passes, she will definitely still favor us!”

“By then, the daylilies will already be cold!”

“How will they be cold? The Cult Leader and that Saintess of Moshan cannot even have children. As long as there are no children—no, even if there are children, we can still snatch the children back to raise!”

Seeing them go further and further off topic, You Ronglin hurriedly said, “Enough. All of you, prepare. Later, adapt to the situation. If it is a trap, then even if we have to fight to the death, we must take the Cult Leader away!”

They quietly discussed among themselves. Very soon, a Moshan Sect disciple came to pass on a message. “Everyone, the sect masters of the various sects have already gathered in Yan Yu Hall.”

“Where is our Cult Leader?”

“She and our Saintess are currently heading toward Yan Yu Hall.”

You Ronglin and the others said no more. They marched out of the courtyard with their heads held high.

On the other side, Xiao Xinyue held Zhou Zhuying’s hand and left the courtyard. Seeing Zhou Zhuying secretly yawn, she smiled. “This is a serious occasion. The Cult Leader must not doze off.”

The Cult Leader gave her a glare. “Junior Sister Shu told me not to indulge excessively, otherwise my liver fire will be strong and I will not sleep well. So the reason I’m like this is all Sister Saintess’s fault!”

Xiao Xinyue did not accept this blame. “Since the Cult Leader knew, why did you still entice me?”

The Cult Leader sighed in a pretentious manner. “I thought Sister Saintess had powerful martial arts, perseverance, and self-control, so I wanted to test Sister Saintess. I never expected… I still overestimated Sister Saintess’s patience.”

Seeing her distort the facts, Xiao Xinyue was amused. “People all have seven emotions and six desires. I am not a saint. Besides, when the Cult Leader cried that it hurt, I could not bear to continue. It was the Cult Leader who…”

The Cult Leader covered her mouth with a red face and scolded coquettishly, “You’re not allowed to say it!”

Xiao Xinyue seemed to seriously consider this request. However, after not thinking for long, she nodded with curved brows and smiling eyes.

Zhou Zhuying felt that this female lead was not at all as gentle and obedient as the original novel had described. Instead, she was very wicked. Who knew how that flat lower abdomen contained so much bad water!

However, if Xiao Xinyue truly had the personality from the original novel, obeying the male lead in everything, then Zhou Zhuying feared she would not dare have any crooked thoughts of putting a green hat on the male lead.