I Snatched the Male Lead’s "Cool Novel" Script - Chapter 14

“The ceremony is over. Today’s morning meeting is canceled.” Yin Beiqing loosened her tied-up hair. “Back to my room.”

The maidservant assigned to serve her closely today quickly lowered her head and stepped forward, extending her arm for Yin Beiqing to lean on.

Yin Beiqing waved her hand. “No need. The goddess will accompany me.”

Yan Yu, who still had not recovered from the fright, suddenly raised her head to look at her.

Why did she need someone to accompany her just to go back and sleep?

Why specifically her?

Accompany her to do what?

Right. Yin Beiqing was straight. No matter how crazy she was, no matter how carried away she became on a whim, she would not do anything improper to a woman like her.

Yan Yu fed herself a reassurance pill.

“Also, split off a few people and move the goddess’s belongings to my side room. From now on, she’ll live there.”

The side room was attached to Yin Beiqing’s main bedroom. Although it was not as large as her bedroom, every furnishing inside was of the same high quality as those in the main room.

This room had originally been built for male pets who stayed the night. But for the past hundred years, Yin Beiqing had never indulged in beauty in the slightest. Forget keeping male pets overnight—she even found men annoying to look at for one extra glance. Thus, the room had always remained empty and unused.

Later, she found it troublesome to go back and forth to the study at night, so she moved a few bookcases in. When the night was quiet, she would often lie in the side room and read.

As for Yin Beiqing’s thoughts, the maidservants never dared to guess. They only lowered their heads and carried out her orders.

“Yes, I’ll do it right away.”

Yan Yu had not even managed to say a word before her residence was changed for her. She lowered her voice and asked, “Why do I need to change rooms? I was living perfectly fine where I was.”

Yin Beiqing turned her head, her silver eyes gazing at her. “The goddess is weak. The wind in the valley is strong. If one night you catch a chill again and fall ill, unable to get up, I would worry. Naturally, I’m having you move over so it will be convenient for me to look after you.”

Yan Yu tugged at the corner of her mouth. “You’ll look after me?”

Wasn’t it because you threw me into icy water last time that I caught a cold?! If you “look after” me a few more times, you’ll look after me straight into death!

“Of course.” The culprit met her questioning, doubtful gaze and even raised a brow somewhat innocently. She pointed at the bloody hole on her left shoulder and changed the subject. “This hurts.”

The meaning was that she wanted Yan Yu to serve her.

Yan Yu originally wanted to complain, There are so many maidservants behind you, yet you insist on ordering me around. But then she thought about it again. This wound had been caused by her, so she felt somewhat guilty.

“Do you have medicine in your room? If not, I’ll go with someone to the medicine room and fetch some first.”

“If you need anything, just order someone to get it.” Yin Beiqing relaxed her body and pressed all her weight onto Yan Yu. “But first, you have to help me back. I’ve lost too much blood and have no strength at all.”

Yan Yu knew this person was most likely exaggerating and acting, but since she had created this disaster, she naturally had to bear the consequences. She gritted her teeth, held Yin Beiqing’s arm, and supported her.

The two walked down the steps. The crowd kneeling below immediately rose and made way.

Under everyone’s silent attention, Yan Yu limped along while supporting Yin Beiqing toward the door. She was so tired that fine sweat appeared on her forehead and her cheeks flushed prettily. Meanwhile, Yin Beiqing, who was leaning on her shoulder, looked lazy and relaxed. The scene made it seem as if Yan Yu was the injured one.

Everyone was silent as cicadas in winter. But the moment their backs disappeared, the hall immediately exploded with noise.

“She didn’t give her a belt, didn’t give her a shoulder cape, and didn’t give her a hairpin. What does giving her a pair of bracelets mean?”

“Who cares what it means? We serve her all the same.”

“Has anyone in our valley ever shot an arrow into the Valley Master before?”

“Nonsense. The maidservants here are selected from thousands. If someone couldn’t even shoot an arrow accurately, why would we keep her?”

“No, wait. There was one bold person…”

“Who? Who? Which sister?”

“Dead,” the maidservant speaking answered. “Someone who can lift that crossbow must have at least a B-rank physique. If someone with that kind of physique still missed, it could only mean her original goal was to assassinate the Valley Master. So she was dragged out and fed to the wolves on the spot.”

The maidservants chatted enthusiastically, but the seven people standing at the front had completely different points of focus.

“She needs someone to serve her for that little injury?” The woman wrapped head to toe in bandages clicked her tongue. “If she handled it any later, it probably would’ve healed by itself.”

“Hahahahaha, who knows what the Valley Master is thinking?” Ying Fan imitated Yin Beiqing’s tone, delicately covering her shoulder. “Aiya, it hurts so much. I need Sister Ruan to blow on it.”

Ruan Yuemin shot her a vicious glare. “Get lost!”

“Nooo, nooo. My body is weak and easily catches cold. I need Sister to look after me so I can recover.” She leaned against Ruan Yuemin’s shoulder.

A bandage-wrapped hand knocked the back of Ying Fan’s head. “Shut up!”

Ying Fan seemed a little afraid of her. Unwillingly, she shrank back and kept her distance from Ruan Yuemin. But who would have expected the other party to flick a strip of bandage on her own shoulder and say, “Your imitation isn’t like her at all. Watch me.”

Ruan Yuemin, unable to bear it anymore, finally exploded. She threw away her teacup and stood up. “What are you making trouble for? Do you have no work to do?”

The six of them blinked, then answered in unison, “That’s right. No work.”

…

Yan Yu had not expected the maidservants to move so quickly. When she helped Yin Beiqing back to her bedroom, she discovered that they had already moved everything.

As expected, people here all walked by flying.

A second-class maidservant lowered her head and waited by the door to report. “Valley Master, everything is ready.”

“Ma… Master.” Lujia was hiding beneath the maidservant’s skirt, its eyes fixed on Yin Beiqing. It looked timid, wanting to come over but not daring to.

The maidservant crouched down, picked it up, and handed it to Yan Yu. “Goddess, this is your beast pet. When we moved your belongings, we brought it along as well.”

Yan Yu awkwardly accepted it, thinking that this moving service was far too thorough.

“Hiss, it hurts.”

A certain person’s dry sentence pulled Yan Yu’s attention back.

The maidservant responded from the side, “Valley Master, the medicine you requested has also been prepared.”

“All of you withdraw. The goddess will take care of me.”

“Yes!”

Earlier, Yan Yu had indeed seen the arrow pierce through Yin Beiqing’s shoulder. It had seemed rather serious.

After her clothes were loosened, this guess was proven true.

“Does it still hurt?” Hearing Yin Beiqing shout like that earlier, she must have been uncomfortable.

“It hurts. Like it’s burning.”

Out of a responsible attitude toward the injured, Yan Yu said, “I’ll apply some white bamboo grass for you. It’ll feel more comfortable, and the bleeding will stop faster.”

“That’s all?”

Yan Yu, who was pounding the medicine, stopped. “What else?”

“Give me your hand.”

Yan Yu somewhat uneasily handed her arm over. Then she saw Yin Beiqing grab her hand and press it onto her own wound without hesitation. The force was so strong that Yan Yu frowned on her behalf. Yet the person involved acted as though it had nothing to do with her. “You’ll sew it up for me, right?”

“…”

To be honest, this injury might be serious for others, but with Yin Beiqing’s self-healing ability, even if they did nothing, Yan Yu guaranteed that the wound would be completely healed within three days.

“This wound doesn’t need stitching. If it’s stitched, the scar will be even bigger.” Yan Yu pulled her arm back and calmly wiped it clean with a handkerchief before continuing to pound the medicinal herbs.

This person just loved acting recklessly according to her mood. Sometimes she was as violent as a demon, and sometimes she was even more childish than a three-year-old. After experiencing this so many times, if Yan Yu still startled at every little thing, her mental resilience would be far too poor.

“But I feel like it won’t heal if you don’t stitch it.” Yin Beiqing leaned back, and the clothes on her shoulder slid down another half section, revealing the Beast Mark on her upper left arm.

Some people’s Beast Marks were only palm-sized symbols, but hers was a large totem, wrapping from her shoulder all the way down to the middle of her forearm. Paired with those sharp silver eyes, it inexplicably carried a wild flavor.

“Maybe the goddess’s arrow carried divine fire. It pierced me so painfully, this thousand-year calamity is dying from it.” As she spoke, she stretched her neck and parted her red lips, imitating the dry, hoarse tone of a dying person. “Save me… Goddess, save me…”

Yan Yu’s brain hurt from those two cries. Unable to bear it anymore, she rushed over and covered Yin Beiqing’s mouth. “Stop shouting.”

Yin Beiqing finally stopped, but her eyes curved as she smiled at her. Then Yan Yu felt something touch her palm. When she realized it was the other woman’s tongue, she wanted to pull away as if pricked by a needle, but her arm was caught and she could not move.

“What are you afraid of?” Yin Beiqing said, pressing her palm against Yan Yu’s cheek. Her thumb, stained with blood, smeared Yan Yu’s smooth, fair skin until it was the same as hers.

The same utter mess.

She loved seeing an unstained snow lotus become dirtied by mud from the soles of shoes. But even that could not compare to half the beauty of the noble, pure woman before her stained with her blood.

It was as if all the blood in her body began to boil, and every cell was loudly clamoring with excitement.

“I am your most devout believer, after all, my dear Lady Goddess.”

Author’s Note:

Yan Yu: Save me, save me, save me.