The Female Lead is Looking at Me Differently (GL) - Chapter 24

The moment the door was kicked open, the cold wind from outside rushed in, ruffling Fu Yu’s black hair behind her and sending strands of hair flying towards her face. Then, the wind gradually subsided, but the chill around Fu Yu did not dissipate.

The black hair blown in front of her gradually fell, revealing Fu Yu’s face, which was full of frost and coldness, and her eyes were filled with a fierce red.

The moment she saw the scene in the room, Fu Yu’s fingers clenched tightly and her pupils constricted. She stared fixedly at Lu Bicai’s hand, then her gaze gradually moved to his face, as sharp as a blade.

“Let her go,” she said, each word dripping with killing intent, directed straight at Lu Bicai.

Fu Yu at this moment looked like a fierce god. Anyone who saw her like this would be intimidated.

However, Lu Bicai was not frightened at all. Instead, he raised an eyebrow leisurely, with a deliberate expression, “What if I don’t?”

He placed his hand on the back of Wen Zhao’s head and stroked it lightly, his gaze fixed on Fu Yu opposite him. He even had the leisure to give her a smile, “Look, she’s very close to me right now.”

Fu Yu’s fingertips dug deeply into her palm, and the ferocity in her eyes seemed to overflow. She tried her best to calm herself down, but she could only feel a burning fire in her heart, burning so fiercely that she felt like she was losing her mind.

Fu Yu closed her eyes, tightened her grip on her sword, and took a step forward, the tip of her sword pointed directly at Lu Bicai, “Let go.”

Lu Bicai was not at all flustered by being pointed at, instead, he smiled meaningfully and looked at Fu Yu thoughtfully.

Although Fu Yu was blinded by anger at the moment, as an outsider, Lu Bicai could clearly see that although Fu Yu was angry, she didn’t know why she was angry, or rather, she hadn’t thought about it carefully; all her reactions at this moment were simply reflections of her inner emotions.

Should he do something extra?

Lu Bicai narrowed his eyes slightly, weighing his fighting ability against Fu Yu’s, but there was no need to weigh it… he already knew the answer in his heart; he definitely couldn’t beat Fu Yu, especially not Fu Yu who was now filled with killing intent.

After all, the reason Lu Bicai had been able to roam free for so long was not because of his cultivation or fighting ability, but because of his light footwork.

So if he were to confront someone head-on, well, it wouldn’t be appropriate.

Therefore, Lu Bicai quickly made up his mind. Even if he really wanted to watch the show or do something, he was not in a hurry.

So he closed his eyes and curled his lips, “Oh dear, you’re so impatient.” Before Fu Yu could react, he reached out and turned Wen Zhao’s chin, then slightly moved her face away.

Wen Zhao’s brain was already burning, completely unaware of her own situation or where she was. Her mind was hazy, and she felt only a blur, her consciousness unclear.

She only vaguely felt that she was like being in a sea of fire, the surging heat wave burned her uncomfortably, and only the “land” in front of her could provide her with a moment of coolness. Therefore, when someone was pulling her away from the “land”, Wen Zhao naturally didn’t want to.

She grabbed the clothes of the person in front of her; although she didn’t remember or recognize who she was holding at the moment, Wen Zhao, who had lost her reason, was like holding onto a life-saving straw, unwilling to be taken away.

Wen Zhao tried to shake her head, trying to escape the hand on her chin, but she couldn’t escape no matter what. She couldn’t help but let out a pitiful whimper.

Lu Bicai couldn’t help but laugh, “Oh dear, what a clingy child.”

Before he could finish his sentence, a flash of white light flew past his cheek, severing a few strands of hair and leaving a bloody mark on his cheek.

Lu Bicai’s movement froze in place, his gaze fixed, as he looked up at Fu Yu who was now very close, his eyes slightly fixed.

Because he shifted his attention, the force in his hand was lost, so Wen Zhao immediately broke free from Lu Bicai’s hand and buried herself in his chest again, wanting to get more of a cool feeling.

At this moment, Wen Zhao had completely forgotten what had happened before, and she had also forgotten that she had been drugged. All her attention was focused on controlling the heat in her body.

Fu Yu lowered her eyes and looked at Lu Bicai coldly. If it weren’t for Wen Zhao in front of him, the sword qi would definitely not have simply grazed past Lu Bicai’s cheek.

Lu Bicai curled his fingers and began to plan his escape route.

Before the atmosphere could heat up again, he came to his senses before Fu Yu, and then forcefully lifted Wen Zhao’s face so that she faced Fu Yu.

“Ugh…”

Wen Zhao couldn’t help but groan uncomfortably.

Hearing her voice, Fu Yu’s body stiffened, and the fingers holding the sword slowly closed. At that moment, she didn’t dare to look down at Wen Zhao’s current appearance.

Lu Bicai said, “The ‘Caihua Powder’ is a unique drug that I created. It cannot be cured by anyone else. Even the divine doctor Xie Ting would be helpless. I’m not lying to you, you can verify it yourself. But…”

He smiled, “If you believe your own judgment and come to catch me, then the life and cultivation of your precious darling might not be guaranteed.”

“So, do you want to capture me now, or give her the antidote first? You can think carefully before making a decision, after all… I’m not so easy to catch.”

Hearing his words, Fu Yu’s movements stopped, and the original sharpness and killing intent around her body paused; her fingers clenched tightly, digging into her palm.

Fu Yu’s heart wavered, not because of the choice Lu Bicai gave her. Because the former was not even in her range of choices.

After understanding the current situation, Fu Yu’s decision had always been only one, and that was to help Wen Zhao, to give her… the antidote.

And the reason why she felt hesitant was only because of the phrase “cannot be cured by anyone else”.

Cured by someone else, what… what did it mean?

But if that was the case, how to do it, who would… do it?

Taking advantage of her distraction, Lu Bicai adjusted his posture. He looked away and began to prepare to run away.

“If it’s not relieved, then after an hour, this fire will burn from her body to her brain, and then…” Lu Bicai chuckled, “She might become a fool.”

Without waiting for a reply, he suddenly threw Wen Zhao towards Fu Yu. As Fu Yu instinctively reached out to catch her, Lu Bicai leaped off the bed and quickly flipped out through the window, escaping. The entire process took only a blink of an eye. After that blink, only Fu Yu and the panting Wen Zhao remained in the room.

Fu Yu knew that Lu Bicai had escaped, and even when the other party was moving, she had the ability to stop him, but…

Fu Yu froze in place, her back straight, her whole body unable to move, and she didn’t even dare to breathe.

Right now, all she could see was the person in her arms.

Wen Zhao had just been pulled from the “ice” and was feeling uncomfortable. Fortunately, she quickly found a new “ice block”, and this “ice block” was softer, more fragrant, and cooler than the previous one. Therefore, upon contact with the other person, Wen Zhao couldn’t help but cling to her immediately, unwilling to let go.

At this moment, everything in her brain had probably turned into a mush, and she didn’t even know who she was. All she knew was that she was very hot, uncomfortably hot, so hot that she wanted to take off her clothes, and so hot that it was… indescribable.

Wen Zhao clung to the “ice block” in front of her like a treasure, pressed her face against it, and couldn’t help but rub against the other person, making soft whimpers that seemed both dissatisfied and begging, her voice hoarse, as if she was acting coquettish.

The soft voice reached her ears, making Fu Yu’s heart tremble.

Fu Yu pursed her lips, her throat moved slightly, and then she couldn’t help but close her eyes.

She took a deep breath, suppressing the strange feelings and emotions that welled up in her heart, and then calmly pushed Wen Zhao’s shoulder, as if trying to wake her up.

However, as Lu Bicai had said before, the effects of the drug had already taken full effect at this time, and Wen Zhao, who was unconscious, would not understand that Fu Yu wanted to push her away.

Therefore, not only did she not leave, but she clung even tighter.

As her body grew hotter and hotter, simply leaning against Fu Yu was no longer enough. She rubbed her cheek against the other’s, and then accidentally brushed against a patch of smooth, cool skin. As if a person in the desert had found a water source, she parched and eagerly leaned forward, hoping to relieve some of her anxious and feverish emotions.

Her lips brushed against Fu Yu’s neck, and her fingers also covered it, rummaging around, trying to pull apart the obstructing clothes to get more coolness to relieve her heat.

Fu Yu was forced to turn her head away. Her fingertips trembled slightly, and she tightly pursed her lips to suppress her inner emotions.

The person in her arms sniffed and licked around her neck like a puppy, and her hot temperature felt like it was going to burn her. All of this made Fu Yu’s heart pound.

She squeezed her palm tightly, only the momentary sting could bring her back to her senses and prevent her from falling into that confused fragrance.

But… even so, the occasional intimacy and restlessness of the person in her arms was like a comb constantly plucking at the strings of a piano, making Fu Yu helpless.

Fu Yu’s eyelashes trembled slightly, and hidden beneath the thick eyelashes were increasingly dark and obscure black eyes.

Wen Zhao’s soft voice carried a hint of crying, as she panted and pleaded, “Woo, I feel so bad, I really feel so bad… Help me, hurry up and help me.”

Wen Zhao was completely left with instinct at this moment. She didn’t know who the person in front of her was, nor did she know what she was doing. She only knew that she felt very uncomfortable.

The fragrance of the other person was in her nostrils, and Wen Zhao felt like she had smelled it somewhere before, but now her brain couldn’t think of it.

However, she had made a judgment about the identity of the person in front of her.

Therefore, Wen Zhao grabbed her clothes tightly and begged, “I feel so bad, woo, I feel so bad, help me, sister… please help me.”

….

At that moment, Fu Yu felt her brain go blank, as if she had been struck by something. When she came to her senses, she had already pressed Wen Zhao’s shoulders, her fingertips exerting force, pressing the other person under her.

T/N: Hehe… The next chapter is so exciting.