I'm competing with the male lead for a woman (GL) - Chapter 15

Near Hai hour, the entire Lord Yan’s Mansion was silent, with only the occasional soft rustling of pages from the study.

After finishing a book, Xiao Jin closed the volume, returned it to the bookshelf, and let out a long sigh.

Through days of reading and studying, although the traditional characters and classical Chinese gave Xiao Jin a headache, she persevered and finished several books.

The books covered the histories of the four major countries and various smaller nations in the book’s world.

Xiao Jin marked the parts she didn’t understand with cinnabar circles and looked for other related books. If she still couldn’t understand, she didn’t expect to fully grasp it, and just skimmed through.

After all, she only wanted to understand the cultural histories of Qi and Yao.

After reading, Xiao Jin recalled the “National Master’s Disruption of Government” period in Yao’s history. Even after thinking for a long time, she couldn’t understand the internal logic of that person’s actions.

After all, that national master was already in a position of power, second only to one and above ten thousand, and had almost everything.

Yet, in the later stages, she made a series of absurd moves, building a “Liuli City” and conscripting large numbers of troops to attack small border countries.

As a result, when the original owner led troops into Yao’s main city, there were only twenty thousand elite soldiers left, unable to resist.

Xiao Jin was speechless. The mastermind behind the destruction of Yao wasn’t the original owner, it was the Yao national master.

Just as she was internally musing, she looked up and saw a little servant walking in from outside the study, bowing respectfully to her: “Your Highness, Steward Zhang sent me to inform you that the Princess Consort is waiting in your room.”

Reminded by the little servant, Xiao Jin remembered that she still had important matters to discuss with the female lead, and nodded: “Let’s go back to the room.”

The wheelchair passed through the corridor, rolling over the bamboo leaves on the stone slabs.

The servant pushed the bamboo wheelchair, and Xiao Jin looked around. The lanterns in Lord Yan’s Mansion were gradually being extinguished, indicating it was late at night.

As they reached the door of her room, Xiao Jin keenly noticed that the guards on night watch on both sides of the main courtyard seemed to be gone.

Xiao Jin completely didn’t understand what was going on, and turned to ask the servant beside her: “Where are the guards in the courtyard?”

Although with Chu Shao’s martial arts skills, even if there were dozens of mansion guards standing here, she would probably kill them like cutting wheat.

But having them was better than nothing, at least it provided some comfort.

The little servant, though young, understood some things, and looked at Xiao Jin, blushing, and explained softly: “Reporting to Your Highness, this was Steward Zhang’s arrangement, saying… saying not to disturb Your Highness’s mood.”

“…”

Hearing the word “mood,” Xiao Jin suddenly realized that Steward Zhang must have misunderstood something.

At this point, she still had a glimmer of hope, sincerely wishing that Steward Zhang’s head was normal, and not filled with colorful nonsense.

But when the servant opened the door and quietly retreated, Xiao Jin understood that things had completely gone awry.

But Xiao Jin didn’t expect things to be this awry.

Standing at the threshold, looking at Chu Shao sitting by the bed curtains, Xiao Jin felt that her whole being was unwell.

She now regretted, deeply regretted, why she didn’t smash Steward Zhang’s dog head at the time, allowing him to cause trouble and linger until now.

Looking at the red silk hanging on the bed curtains, and then at Chu Shao sitting on the bed, wearing only a thin gauze robe.

Xiao Jin was silent, unable to move the wheelchair, and stopped at the door.

The reason she couldn’t move was because Xiao Jin really didn’t have the courage.

In Xiao Jin’s mind, Chu Shao had strong logic and overly unpredictable emotional fluctuations, and was already classified as a madwoman.

And Chu Shao at this moment was clearly not just a madwoman, but a madwoman wearing some kind of sexy sleepwear, with makeup and lipstick, forced to perform.

As far as Xiao Jin could see, Chu Shao’s black hair was loose, wearing an ochre gauze robe, looking from a distance like a magnificent building hidden behind red curtains.

Sitting on the bed, with a smile on her lips, she didn’t seem to be any different.

But Xiao Jin was silent and fearful, completely unable to predict what Chu Shao would do next.

She could only curse inwardly, “The scene is too beautiful, Old Zhang, you’re a real devil.”

On the other hand, since the servant knocked on her door and shyly told her that Xiao Jin would be staying in her room tonight, Chu Shao was very curious about Xiao Jin’s intentions.

The servant told Chu Shao many things, such as Xiao Jin’s cold temperament, not being close to women, and what couples should do.

Throughout, Chu Shao just smiled and listened without saying a word.

The servant talked endlessly for a long time, and finally took out two boxes, mysteriously saying to Chu Shao: “Princess Consort, Your Highness has always been uninterested in matters of the bedchamber, so if you want to capture His Highness’s heart, you need to use other methods.”

Hearing this, Chu Shao seemed interested: “What methods?”

The servant opened the mahogany box, revealing a gauze vermilion robe with gold thread embroidered peony patterns, flowing with starlight under the candlelight.

Although the clothes were very beautiful, Chu Shao’s interest instantly waned.

Earlier, when she heard “capture His Highness’s heart,” she was expecting the servant to give her some kind of sharp weapon that could directly pierce through flesh and tightly grasp Xiao Jin’s heart.

But she didn’t expect it to be just an ordinary piece of clothing.

Chu Shao turned her attention to other things, pointing to the second box and asking: “What’s in here?”

The servant held the box, smiling shyly: “As for this box… because His Highness’s legs are inconvenient, Steward Zhang has prepared some things, Princess Consort can choose for yourself and see if they can be used.”

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Because of the pressure of death, Xiao Jin didn’t dare to move at all.

She didn’t dare to move, but Chu Shao was very interested, took the initiative to move, slowly getting up, the gilded copper pieces on the vermilion robe clinking softly.

Xiao Jin watched Chu Shao walk barefoot across the carpet, step by step.

The light shirt outlined the beautiful lines of her waist, and the gauze robe trailed behind her, like a red carp swimming in the water.

The most beautiful person in the entire book, plus the most powerful, was now walking to her side, smiling and saying to her: “Your Highness, let me push you into the room.”

Admittedly, Xiao Jin really wanted to shout for help, but she knew that she had brought this upon herself, and no one could save her now.

As the saying goes, “One doesn’t give up until reaching the Yellow River, and the boat will naturally sink when it reaches the bridge.”

Extremely nervous, Xiao Jin wasn’t so scared anymore. She thought, maybe she could explain to Chu Shao that this was all a beautiful misunderstanding, and things weren’t what she thought.

Xiao Jin opened her mouth, ready to explain to Chu Shao that they were just a nominal couple, and definitely still iron allies in private.

Who knew that Chu Shao suddenly put her index finger against her lips: “Shh, don’t speak yet.”

The touch on her lips was very soft, and before Xiao Jin could feel it, she heard Chu Shao say: “A servant just told me a little trick, so I want to try it on you now.”

With Chu Shao’s finger pressed tightly against her lips, Xiao Jin felt that if she opened her lips to speak, she would probably touch the other person’s warm fingertips.

So she simply closed her mouth, nodded faintly, and watched what Chu Shao was going to do.

But Xiao Jin didn’t expect that Chu Shao, this madwoman, was really good at causing trouble.

The moment she nodded in agreement, the smile on Chu Shao’s face was dazzling, and then she leaned over, focusing her gaze on her neck.

Because the original owner was a woman, her Adam’s apple wasn’t obvious.

So when Chu Shao leaned down and put her lips on Xiao Jin’s neck, she felt that the place where an Adam’s apple should have been was not prominent at all.

She was curious, so she put her hand on Xiao Jin’s stiff shoulder, stuck out her tongue, and gently rolled over that inch of skin.

Chu Shao’s body was very close, and even Xiao Jin’s subconscious resistance and rapid heartbeat could be clearly felt.

At this point, she was a little surprised, because she didn’t seem to dislike contact with Xiao Jin.

And Xiao Jin smelled very fragrant. After the mint scent around her dissipated, she could faintly smell a colder, darker fragrance.

This fragrance reminded Chu Shao of a sword buried in cold snow, and then she felt that Xiao Jin’s temperament was very unique.

If she ignored Xiao Jin’s sickly aura, with this person’s identity, she should have been wearing silver armor, holding a carved bow and shooting deer in the forest.

But even though Xiao Jin was the tyrannical Third Prince of Qi, when Chu Shao saw Xiao Jin, she imagined a different scene.

Perhaps there was a moon, perhaps there was snow.

Northern Qi should have a heavy snowfall, so that the fine white could cover that person’s black hair.

At this time, Xiao Jin should be sitting in the courtyard.

Moonlight projected onto the cool steps, reflecting an extremely slender and thin figure.

And the person on the steps was lowering her dark and clear eyes, wiping a bl00d-stained sword.

That sword must be thin and sharp, with more coldness and chill, to match the moonlit night, the snow, and the sword-wielding person.

Thinking like this, Chu Shao kissed Xiao Jin’s throat. To confirm her other guess, she inadvertently moved her lips down a few inches.

Hearing the suppressed breathing, she moved her hand from Xiao Jin’s shoulder, lightly touching the clothes, trying to unbutton the outer garment.

Seeing that her lips had moved to Xiao Jin’s collarbone, lingering there, leaving a few deep red kiss marks.

Just as Chu Shao thought she was about to succeed, Xiao Jin suddenly grabbed her wrist, coldly rebuking: “Enough.”

Whether it was because of coughing or other reasons, Chu Shao heard Xiao Jin’s words and vaguely sensed a hint of hoarseness and slight anger.

Chu Shao smiled and then stopped her movements, leaving Xiao Jin’s neck, and even very gently tidied the other person’s clothes.

Meeting Xiao Jin’s cold gaze, the smile on her lips grew stronger: “It seems, Your Highness doesn’t like this little trick. Indeed, I have overstepped my bounds.”

But she felt a little regretful that she couldn’t verify her guess.

However, the more Xiao Jin refused to let her touch, the more curious she became, unable to resist exploring.

Why was it? Chu Shao couldn’t figure out why whenever she thought of the next layer, she couldn’t remember what to think about.

But she understood that she hadn’t been this excited in a long time.

Uncovering the secrets that others tried to hide was like stabbing a knife into their ribs. As long as she found the key, she could make them unable to move and let her manipulate them.

Chu Shao really wanted to know Xiao Jin’s hidden secrets. She believed that the truth behind them would be very interesting and could make her happy for a long time.

On the other side, Xiao Jin heard the words “little trick” and was so angry that she wanted to curse.

Who was the blind person who dared to teach Chu Shao this “trick”? Was this something a yandere female lead should do?

The next moment, Chu Shao’s next actions refreshed Xiao Jin’s understanding of the people in the mansion again.

Just as this ordeal passed, Chu Shao took out another box from the table.

The box was made of pear wood, engraved with orchid patterns, which looked quite elegant, and she thought it probably contained some elegant objects.

Unfortunately, Xiao Jin’s intuition was wrong.

Chu Shao held the box and said with a smile: “This box was also given to me by the people in the mansion, saying it’s something Your Highness can use later.”

“Something I can use?”

Xiao Jin was stunned.

She didn’t know what she could use, after all, she just came to discuss countermeasures with Chu Shao.

Could it be that Old Zhang knew Chu Shao was dangerous and specially prepared weapons for her to defend herself?

Holding the box, which was obviously heavy, Chu Shao smiled: “Yes, they said you can use it, and they said there are many high-quality props inside.”

Oh, just props, she thought they were weapons.

Xiao Jin’s face didn’t change, but she secretly breathed a sigh of relief. It seemed Old Zhang wasn’t stupid enough to openly show his guard against Chu Shao.

Just as Xiao Jin was extremely relieved, she suddenly realized what Chu Shao had just said.

Wait, props.

What props???