After Transmigrating, the Female Lead Went Dark (GL) - Chapter 32

“Black-bone Chicken White Phoenix Pills? There are few female disciples in the sect. I’m afraid they wouldn’t sell,” Shu Ji said.

Although Xiao Xinyue also did not understand what Zhou Zhuying meant, based on her understanding of her, it probably was not anything good. After bandaging her hand, she asked Shu Ji for medicine. “I’ll have to trouble Junior Sister Shu for the medicinal wine.”

Shu Ji saw that she did not intend to stay long, so she took two small porcelain bottles and handed them to her. “If there is still bruising after both bottles of medicinal oil are used up, come get more.”

Seeing that they planned to leave, Fu Feifei clung to the door, the anxiety on her face not fading.

Seeing this, and on account of the friendship they had from growing up together, Shu Ji decided to help her and said, “Junior Sister Fu, what are you doing standing at the door? Come in!”

Fu Feifei shuffled inside, aimed for a chance, and apologized to Xiao Xinyue. “Senior Sister Xinyue, I’m sorry. I didn’t expect to hurt you.”

Shu Ji rolled her eyes.

Impulsive, domineering, and completely unable to read the room, yet still capable of angering the Saintess—Junior Sister Fu really had talent.

At a glance, the Saintess clearly did not care about her own injury. Instead, she was more concerned about the Demon Sect Leader’s superficial wounds. But Fu Feifei was something else. She could not tell what mattered most, could not grasp the main point, and not only did she fail to apologize to the Demon Sect Leader, she went straight to the Saintess. It would be strange if the Saintess gave her a good expression!

“You did not know you would hurt me, but you knew you would hurt her. So even knowing what consequences your actions would bring, you still attacked. What exactly were you trying to do?” Xiao Xinyue reprimanded her with a stern face.

Fu Feifei already felt guilty for accidentally hurting her, and after being scolded like this, her eyes immediately reddened. “She is the Demon Sect Leader, a person of great treachery and evil! I just wanted to give her a warning. Isn’t she known as the Demon Sect’s number one expert? Who knew she only had an empty reputation? It was just one kick, and she actually got injured!”

Xiao Xinyue pressed her lips together.

Fu Feifei wiped her tears as she continued, “Besides, the Demon Sect is the murderer who killed Senior Sister Xinyue’s family. Then she is the chief culprit. Yet for the sake of the bigger picture, you had to compromise and marry her. I wanted to vent your anger for you. What’s wrong with that? Why are you protecting her?”

Zhou Zhuying rubbed her chest and secretly glanced at Xiao Xinyue. After Fu Feifei said it like this, it seemed that she, having become the Demon Sect Leader, really should take responsibility for the destruction of the Xiao family.

So the female lead’s kindness to her really was only for the sake of the greater good? Or was it because she was deliberately using gentle tactics to make Zhou Zhuying sink into her warmth, only to deliver a fatal blow in the end?

Xiao Xinyue was silent for a moment. In the end, she did not continue scolding Fu Feifei and only told her to apologize to Zhou Zhuying. “No matter what, you were the one who took the initiative to hurt someone. That makes you the one at fault. Apologize to her.”

“I won’t!” Fu Feifei was indignant. Why should she apologize to the Demon Sect Leader? The Demon Sect Leader was someone everyone had the right to kill. She had only caused the other party a little superficial injury!

“Then go back and reflect. Come out again when you are willing to apologize!”

“Senior Sister Xinyue, for her sake, you’re actually putting me in confinement?!” Fu Feifei could not believe it.

To prevent their conflict from intensifying, Shu Ji grabbed Fu Feifei by the collar and hauled her away. “I’ll personally take her back and lock her up. Saintess, you can stay here and apply the medicinal wine for the Saintess’s Wife!”

“Senior Sister Shu, I’m not leaving!” Fu Feifei struggled.

“Shut up. Keep nagging and I’ll serve you with silver needles.”

Fu Feifei immediately shut her mouth and obediently accepted the fate of being confined.

After they went far away, Xiao Xinyue reached her left hand toward Zhou Zhuying. “The Cult Leader must be hungry. Let’s go back and eat.”

Zhou Zhuying did not say bad things about Fu Feifei. She only inevitably used the topic to her advantage. “I’m injured. You have to carry me back.”

But after seeing Xiao Xinyue’s hand, she wilted again. “Forget it. Your injury is worse than mine.”

Xiao Xinyue touched her head and said, “I’m fine.”

“That won’t do. What if your hand injury gets worse because you carry me, and it heals more slowly? Junior Sister Shu also said you can’t, cough, cough, that you have to use your hands properly.”

Xiao Xinyue smiled. “Then I can only wrong the Cult Leader and have you walk back.”

The two left hand in hand. Xiao Xinyue asked with concern, “Does the Cult Leader’s chest still hurt?”

“It hurts, but it’s not as painful as at first.” Speaking of this, Zhou Zhuying asked, “But who is that junior sister?”

“She is the Second Elder’s youngest disciple. Her name is Fu Feifei. Among the disciples of the elders, she is the youngest, so everyone spoiled her a little too much and made her somewhat overbearing.” Xiao Xinyue sighed softly. “She originally went to the northern desert with the Second Elder. I don’t know how she ended up running back.”

“She definitely came back because of you!” Zhou Zhuying said. After learning that one’s sweetheart, idol, or good sister was going to marry a scum of the jianghu and public enemy of the martial world, anyone would be unable to eat or sleep.

Xiao Xinyue turned her head and looked at Zhou Zhuying, countless emotions surging in her heart. “I’m sorry.”

Zhou Zhuying froze. “Why is Sister Saintess apologizing?”

“Junior Sister Fu and I grew up together. Like many people of the martial world, she does not trust the Demon Sect, so she preconceived that my marrying you is my misfortune. Blame me for failing to prevent such a thing from happening.”

She was not only blaming herself for this, but also feeling guilty because of her position and because, under the watch of so many eyes, she could not seek justice for the Cult Leader.

Zhou Zhuying could not bear being wronged, but she would not implicate the innocent and vent her anger on others. However, using this chance to win the female lead’s sympathy, lower the female lead’s killing intent, and fight for a better chance of survival in the future was extremely necessary!

Zhou “Tea Arts Master” Zhuying decided to retreat in order to advance and began her green-tea speech. “Sister Saintess wasn’t there at the time and couldn’t foresee the future either. Why blame yourself? Besides, you were injured for my sake. My heart aches for you so much, how could I blame you?”

Xiao Xinyue: “…”

The Cult Leader always had the ability to ruin a perfectly good atmosphere. But it had to be said that Xiao Xinyue felt much better inside. She said, “Cult Leader, speak properly.”

The Cult Leader pouted. As expected, the female lead only loved white lotuses and did not drink green tea.

She tugged at the corner of Xiao Xinyue’s clothes, blinked, and said pitifully, “If Sister Saintess really pities me, then help me rub my chest.”

Xiao Xinyue really did reach out, but she rubbed her stomach instead and asked, “Did the Cult Leader eat too much?”

Is she scolding me for being full and having nothing better to do?

The Cult Leader harrumphed inwardly, but she really had been hungry for too long and had no strength to keep making trouble, so she obediently settled down.

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Because of the unexpected complication, what should have been a proper lunch turned into dinner. After Zhou Zhuying finished eating, she finally felt alive again.

Xiao Xinyue called to her, “Bathe first, then apply the medicine. Otherwise, it will have to be applied again.”

Zhou Zhuying looked at Xiao Xinyue’s hand, and her lust made her audacious. “Sister Saintess, your hand is inconvenient. Why don’t I wipe your body for you?”

“You’re looking down on me?” Xiao Xinyue narrowed her eyes.

“How is that looking down on you? I’m caring about you! If your wound touches water, it can get inflamed! Do you know what inflammation means? Inflammation is—”

Xiao Xinyue interrupted her long speech. “I know.”

“Huh? Sister Saintess knows?!” Zhou Zhuying thought, Did Chinese medicine have this kind of saying?

Xiao Xinyue looked at her meaningfully. “I was injured before, and someone once told me this too.”

Zhou Zhuying immediately pricked up her ears, extremely curious. Was it a coincidence, or aside from her, was there someone else who had transmigrated into the book?!

“Who? Can Sister Saintess introduce them to me?”

Thinking of this, Zhou Zhuying’s heart grew fiery. If the other party was someone who had read the original novel and knew the plot well, then she could completely hug a second thigh and win while lying down!

“I’m afraid I cannot.” Xiao Xinyue refused.

Zhou Zhuying was disappointed. “Why? Is that person the ‘beauty’ Sister Saintess is hiding in a golden house?”

Xiao Xinyue paused, her expression subtle.

Zhou Zhuying keenly caught this subtle expression, and alarm bells immediately rang in her heart. The female lead really hid a beauty in a golden house? Then what did that make her?

She felt that this time, her chest really did hurt.

Seeing her injured expression, Xiao Xinyue flicked her forehead. “What is the Cult Leader imagining? Aside from the Cult Leader, this ‘beauty,’ I have no other ‘beauties.’”

The Cult Leader thought that although the female lead had many wild bees and butterflies around her, in the original novel, she had been so devoted to the male lead, so she probably was not a fickle person.

She felt relieved.

Xiao Xinyue said again, “The reason I cannot introduce her to you is because she… met with an accident.”

Zhou Zhuying froze for a moment and thought the other person had died. She was somewhat at a loss. In the end, she could only comfort Xiao Xinyue and say, “Sister Saintess, please accept my condolences.”

Xiao Xinyue gave her a sidelong look and dragged her off to bathe, ending the topic.

Zhou Zhuying was eager to try wiping Xiao Xinyue’s back. In the end, Xiao Xinyue indeed could not reach her own back with one hand, so she could only entrust her back to Zhou Zhuying.

Zhou Zhuying worked hard at scrubbing her back. As she scrubbed, she gestured and said, “Sister Saintess, do you know there is a kind of fruit in this world called the Saintess fruit? It’s this big, very small and adorable. After ripening, it turns bright red. It tastes fresh, sweet, and juicy. When you bite into it, the juice bursts in your mouth… I want to eat it.”

Xiao Xinyue: “…”

She discovered that the Cult Leader was truly asking for trouble.

She grabbed the Cult Leader’s secretly misbehaving hand, turned around, and her gaze landed on the red marks on the Cult Leader’s neck that were almost completely faded. “Yesterday, I forgot to teach the Cult Leader martial arts moves. How about making up for it today?”

Zhou Zhuying: “?”

Why had they suddenly gone from food to martial arts?

Just as she was about to speak, Xiao Xinyue suddenly tapped her Zhongfu acupoint, and Zhou Zhuying discovered that she immediately could not move.

Zhou Zhuying: “!!!”

Could this be the legendary acupoint sealing?!

“Sister Saintess is going to teach me acupoint sealing?” Zhou Zhuying became excited.

“This is Minor Acupoint Sealing Skill. It uses qi to strike the acupoints, causing the meridians to become temporarily numb, thereby making the whole body unable to move. Usually, it releases after two quarters of an hour. But what I will teach you tonight is not this skill. First, I will teach you one move: ‘Spring Murmurs Among Hibiscus.’”

Xiao Xinyue moved her left hand. Seeing this, an ominous premonition quietly arose in Zhou Zhuying. “S-Sister Saintess?”

“Cult Leader, shall we practice martial arts first, then eat Saintess fruit?”

Zhou Zhuying: “…Sister Saintess, your hand is injured. Why don’t we do it another day?”

She felt that after Xiao Xinyue finished teaching her, whether she learned martial arts or not was uncertain, but she definitely would no longer have the appetite to eat Saintess fruit.

“I said I’m fine. Besides, didn’t the Cult Leader want to find a few beauties with good hand skills to serve you? I wonder what the Cult Leader considers the standard for good hand skills. Why don’t I first check it for the Cult Leader, so the Cult Leader has a scale in her heart?”

“When did I ever say—” Before the Cult Leader could finish speaking, Xiao Xinyue’s kiss blocked her mouth.

She was kissed until her brain seemed deprived of oxygen, and then a hazy thought emerged: the female lead’s desire to win was actually quite strong.

A man could be called incapable, but a girl-loving girl could not be told she was bad with her hands!

Author’s Note:

Saintess: Do you want to meet that person?

Cult Leader: I do!

Saintess: Go look in the mirror.

Cult Leader: What do you mean? You think I’m not qualified?

Saintess: …

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Saintess’s Classroom—

Saintess: The so-called “Spring Murmurs Among Hibiscus” refers to hibiscus flowers blooming and clear springs sounding. What flower is the flower? What spring is the spring? That depends on whether you have the martial arts talent to comprehend the deep meaning within!