After Transmigrating into a Book as a Cannon Fodder Character, The System Turned out to be Completely Unreliable! - Chapter 39

Chapter 39 – Fever

Hey hey hey, didn’t this king say that after sleeping with me her magic power would disappear? Then why does she still want to sleep with me?

Could it be…?

She stretched out her sleeves and hugged herself. No way, right?

Ye Lingxi secretly peeked to see if she was asleep. But then she heard her voice: “Still standing there dumbfounded?”

Ye Lingxi: “…”

She immediately let out a sigh of relief. “Can I not sleep on the same bed as you?”

Ji Fuyu turned over, puzzled: “Why? Is this king bothering you?”

“Well, no.”

I’m just afraid you’ll try something shady.

“If not, then get up here with this king.” She ordered in a commanding tone.

Ye Lingxi: “…”

Seriously? You’re pulling that superior act again?

She deliberately sat next to her and said: “You sleep first, I’ll keep watch.”

Ji Fuyu frowned: “Are you planning to sneak away once this king is asleep?” She reached behind her, encircling her arms around her and gripping her chin. Ye Lingxi was forced to lift her head and shook it.

Her face was pinched so hard it hurt.

“I’m not,” she said with difficulty.

Ji Fuyu increased her grip and said: “Then make this king believe you!”

Ye Lingxi: “…”

She really wanted to twist her head off. Just now I was still injured, and now you’re doing this to me? She grabbed her arm tightly to lessen the grip and gritted her teeth: “I said I didn’t!”

Ji Fuyu seemed to be held back by her seriousness and slowly let go: “Fine. This king will believe you this once.”

What?

So you didn’t believe me at all?

Fine then. Since that’s how it is, I’ll take that as permission. Later I’ll run and let you watch me disappear. Damn demon woman!

“Then just believe me already.” She kept a straight face, but inside she was plotting her revenge.

Afraid I’ll run? Hmph.

“You still not sleeping?” Ji Fuyu’s voice pulled her back to reality.

Ye Lingxi pursed her lips: “Okay, I’ll sleep now.”

She looked at the limited space and said: “Can you move inward a bit?”

Ji Fuyu: “…”

“So troublesome,” she rolled her eyes at her.

Even though Ye Lingxi couldn’t see her roll her eyes, she could feel her tone was full of mockery.

“I just don’t want to fall off the bed, okay?”

Damn, if I fall, who’s gonna be responsible?!

Ji Fuyu: “Then hurry and sleep!”

“Oh, okay!” Ye Lingxi grinned widely and climbed onto the bed obediently. Once she lay down, it felt super comfy. After such a long day, she could finally sleep.

She turned to look at Ji Fuyu to see if she was asleep. She had already closed her eyes. Whether she was really asleep, she didn’t know. After all, she had just spoken a moment ago. But a few seconds later, she heard snoring.

Ye Lingxi: “…”

WTF?! So fast?!

No wonder she’s a demon—she does everything fast.

Forget it, I’ll sleep too. As for the bundle, I’ll deal with it tomorrow.

The whole night Ye Lingxi couldn’t sleep well because Ji Fuyu’s snoring was too loud.

Seriously? Why is she snoring?

She wasn’t like this yesterday! What changed?

Even covering her ears didn’t help. The snoring wasn’t super loud, but it never stopped.

She kept tossing and turning. She covered her ears and finally could sleep for a bit, but when her hand slipped, the snoring came back again.

Ye Lingxi couldn’t take it anymore. She sat up, pushed Ji Fuyu to the side of the bed, then gave her a good kick off the bed, covered herself with the blanket, and acted like nothing happened.

Ji Fuyu woke up to find herself on the floor. She scratched her head and looked up: “How did this king end up down here?”

Ye Lingxi, hiding under the blanket, couldn’t stop giggling but didn’t make a sound.

Ji Fuyu climbed back onto the bed and deliberately checked Ye Lingxi’s reaction. Seeing none, she went back to sleep.

Ye Lingxi was secretly overjoyed that she didn’t notice and finally got a good night’s rest.

Ji Fuyu stopped snoring too.

…

Early Morning.

At dawn, Lan Mushu sent Ting’er to wake them. As soon as Ting’er entered, Ye Lingxi first checked on Ji Fuyu, who was still lying in bed. Ting’er acted like she didn’t see her at all.

Then she remembered—without touching that phoenix feather, they couldn’t see her. But how could Yu’er see her?

Unless she allowed it.

“Senior Brother, Master is looking for you.” Ting’er bowed gracefully.

Ye Lingxi jumped down: “Okay, I know, I’ll go now.”

“Master has already prepared the carriage. Just head to Baicao Sect’s front gate once you’re up.” Ting’er finished and turned to leave. Before she left, she glanced at the things on the ground and the door, paused for a moment, then walked out.

“Oh, okay.” Ye Lingxi continued getting dressed and tidied up the mess on the floor.

Once Ting’er left, she mumbled nonstop: “It’s such a mess. Why did I clean like this yesterday?”

She finished packing and picked up the broken sword beside her, then used it to poke the person still sleeping on the bed.

Ji Fuyu was woken up, looking annoyed. Ye Lingxi turned her face away: “I… we’re leaving now.”

Ji Fuyu brushed her silver hair aside. Her clothes were a mess, and her sharp eyes appeared in front of Ye Lingxi.

Did I upset her again? But I have no hands, so I just poked her with the broken sword. Is that so bad? Did Hai Sen say she has morning temper?

Ji Fuyu’s hair was messy, her side braid had unraveled, and the phoenix feather earring on her ear tangled with her silver hair. She hoarsely asked: “What time is it now?”

You’re asking me? How would I know?

“Should be… morning, I guess,” Ye Lingxi replied with a smile.

Ji Fuyu raised her eyes, covering her face with one hand and glaring sharply at her: “…”

Ye Lingxi couldn’t be bothered anymore: “Are you going or not?”

You’re the one who wanted to come along, now you’re the one sulking. Seriously.

“I’m going,” Ji Fuyu replied with one word.

Ye Lingxi: “…”

Then hurry up already. I’ve been waiting forever—this is exhausting. Why are you still acting cool on the bed?!

“This king has a headache,” her voice suddenly weakened.

Ye Lingxi let out a sound: “You have a headache?” She reached out to touch her forehead—very hot: “Ah! My hand!” she screamed, shaking her hand nonstop: “So hot! So hot!”

It felt like it was on fire, like her skin got burned.

“You have a fever,” Ye Lingxi said calmly, then smelled something burnt.

“What’s that smell?” She sniffed, following the scent, and the closer she got to Ji Fuyu, the stronger it became: “Did you burn something?”

Ji Fuyu stood up and turned around: “This king didn’t burn anything.”

The moment she got up, the bed showed a charred, black butt-shaped print.

“Oh my god, how intense was your burn? You left a black mark—are you made of fire?” Ye Lingxi exclaimed.

Ji Fuyu responded: “This king’s true form is a phoenix!”

“I don’t care if you’re a phoenix or whatever! You burned a mark on the bed—how am I going to explain this? Should I tell them I was cold, lit a fire here for warmth, then gave up halfway?”

Ji Fuyu: “…”

“You’re making a big fuss over nothing,” Ji Fuyu seemed to want to say more, but her head got dizzier.

“This is not nothing! This place belongs to someone else, not your territory—you can’t just mess around. And now look what happened!” Ye Lingxi threw her bundle to the floor: “Forget it, I won’t argue with you. I’ll go apologize later. For now, get in here so I can give you herbs for the fever.” She reached for her bundle, but before she could get the fever herb, Ji Fuyu’s eyes rolled back and she fainted.

The commotion even woke up the sleeping system.

Spirit Cat: “Why so noisy?” It stretched and rubbed its blurry eyes, only to see Ye Lingxi feeding Ji Fuyu something.

It flew over: ‘What happened to her?”

Ye Lingxi looked annoyed: “You still dare ask? She has a fever.”

Spirit Cat: “Then why are you feeding her like this?”

Ye Lingxi was kneeling and feeding her herbs. She pointed at the bed: “See for yourself.”

The system cat looked at the scorched hole in the bed: “She did that?”

Ye Lingxi nodded slowly, nervous inside.

After finally feeding her the herbs, the question was how to get her into the sword tassel?

“How do I do this?” Ye Lingxi looked at the swaying tassel on her broken sword.

Spirit Cat: “Try using your spiritual power.”

“Mine?” Ye Lingxi was skeptical but followed through, and sure enough, Ji Fuyu vanished instantly into the phoenix feather.

“Awesome, she went in.” Ye Lingxi couldn’t believe it: “I just tried and it worked. Am I a genius?”

Spirit Cat: “Maybe”

“What’s that supposed to mean?” Ye Lingxi’s smile vanished as she stared it down.

Spirit Cat looked away: “Host, aren’t you going on a mission today?”

“Oh, right.” Ye Lingxi bent down to pick up her bundle: “If you hadn’t reminded me, I’d have forgotten. It’s all that demon woman’s fault.”

Spirit Cat: “…”

Spirit Cat: “Well then, host, safe travels—I’m heading back.”

“You’re going back? Back where?”

Spirit Cat: “Yesterday I sent a report to headquarters. Now they want me to go back and explain in detail.”

“Oh, got it.” Ye Lingxi understood: “Make sure to ask them properly and bring back some survival gear for me.”

Spirit Cat: “…”