The Female Lead is Looking at Me Differently (GL) - Chapter 9

Fu Yu’s profile was smooth, her chin pointed, and her snow-white skin seemed to have a natural luster. Her eyebrows were as black as crow feathers, and her lips were slightly pink; her appearance was undoubtedly the kind that both men and women would like, not overly flamboyant, but with enough color to attract attention.

With her cold demeanor and delicate features, Fu Yu looked like a high mountain flower, making people yearn for but dare not pick.

But now, this high mountain flower was by her side, and so close to her. Wen Zhao felt like she could smell the faint, cold fragrance from Fu Yu with just a gentle breath, like the chilly air from a towering snow mountain.

And the hand holding hers still had Fu Yu’s temperature, slightly cool, as if the temperature came from her bones and could never be warmed.

Wen Zhao’s thoughts were slightly disturbed. She wondered if Fu Yu was always this cold all year round? It was as if she carried ice and snow with her.

Suddenly, Fu Yu turned her head and looked back, meeting Wen Zhao’s gaze directly.

Her dark black eyes revealed no emotion, just a faint gaze at Wen Zhao. Those eyes were so dark that it made people feel that there was a focused attention in them.

Wen Zhao felt like she had been splashed with ice water, and she suddenly came back to her senses, feeling her back involuntarily tremble. Recalling her own distraction just now, Wen Zhao blushed and quickly averted her gaze, looking back at the pen and talisman paper in her hand, and in order to ease the embarrassment, she asked in a low and urgent voice, “How, how do I draw it?”

Fu Yu didn’t answer immediately, but continued to look at Wen Zhao, making her feel as if her hands and feet weren’t her own. Wen Zhao bit her lower lip and looked around, her fingers stiff.

After a while of stalemate, she couldn’t help but raise her eyes to glance at Fu Yu, and softly chided, “What’s wrong?”

The ink in Fu Yu’s eyes was deep, and after being gently glared at by Wen Zhao, a trace of emotion flashed in her eyes, then her fingertips moved, and she withdrew her gaze; she lowered her eyes, holding Wen Zhao’s hand, and said softly, “Follow me.”

Then, with the hand of the person in her arms moving slightly, a smooth red line was drawn on the talisman paper, the strokes were fluent and circular, without any hesitation.

It seems that even with a slight dabble, Fu Yu has mastered it to a nine out of ten level of proficiency.

That was Fu Yu. As long as she admitted she could do something, she would definitely be able to do it very well, regardless of whether she was good at it or not, or whether she was supposed to learn it originally.

After being guided by Fu Yu to draw a few talismans, Wen Zhao gradually relaxed, and at the same time, she intentionally used a little of her own strength, striving to become familiar with it faster.

Of course, this was like a child practicing calligraphy. When they were being taught by an adult holding their hand, they always thought they could write very well, but when they actually held the pen themselves, the words they wrote would be crooked and unreadable. Wen Zhao was very aware of this, so she didn’t try to break free from Fu Yu’s grip.

After drawing a few talismans, Fu Yu asked her, “Do you want to try it?”

Wen Zhao was a little surprised, “Ah?” She instinctively wanted to refuse, “No, I haven’t learned yet, so don’t waste the talisman paper.”

Fu Yu glanced at her, noncommittal, “It doesn’t matter, it’s just a try.”

Saying that, she let go of her hand, then took out a new talisman paper and placed it there, gesturing for Wen Zhao to draw.

Wen Zhao bit her lip, a little afraid.

Fu Yu held her sword sheath and looked at her, then let out a soft sigh, saying, “Don’t worry.” She suppressed a hint of emotion in her eyes, and then said, “No one will blame you if you draw it wrong.”

Wen Zhao cautiously looked back at You Zixia who was working hard… no, concentrating on drawing talismans, a little guilty of slacking off, and then seeing that You Zixia couldn’t pay attention to them for the time being, Wen Zhao picked up the pen, took a deep breath, and then began her drawing with a trembling pen tip.

… As for the result, it was predictable. In short, it was a masterpiece that even a level 10 talisman master would not be able to understand.

Wen Zhao’s ears turned red, and she wanted to hide underground. When she saw Fu Yu reach out and take the talisman she had drawn, Wen Zhao was even more startled and subconsciously wanted to grab it back.

After all, it was so embarrassing! How could she let Fu Yu see her draw such a thing.

However, Fu Yu was taller than her, and her movements were more agile and fluid than Wen Zhao’s. Fu Yu lowered her eyes, gently pressed down, and blocked Wen Zhao’s hand.

A hint of relief flashed in her eyes, then she spread her fingers, grabbed Wen Zhao’s wrist, and then turned Wen Zhao’s arm, half-locking her in her arms.

Wen Zhao, who was turned around and trapped in Fu Yu’s arms, blinked, and only then realized that she had been trapped. She turned her head and saw Fu Yu looking at the talisman she had drawn.

Wen Zhao was a little ashamed, “Hey, don’t…”

Fu Yu’s eyes scanned the content, and her lips moved slightly.

Sure enough, but it was also strange.

The traces on it were indeed the greenness that only beginners would have, but… as the youngest daughter of the head of the Lihuo Sect, could she not even learn the most basic talismans?

Fu Yu turned her head and glanced at the person in her arms, but paused for a moment on the other person’s cheek. She did not choose to ask this question, but simply rolled up the talisman paper with one hand and then put it in her sleeve.

Wen Zhao finally escaped from Fu Yu’s restraint. She looked at the other party dissatisfiedly, “What are you doing…” Although it was an angry tone, but because of shyness, her voice became smaller, so that it sounded more like coquettishness.

Fu Yu didn’t answer her question. She lowered her eyes, hiding the emotions in her eyes, and then took out a new talisman paper and asked, “Do you want to practice more?”

Wen Zhao puffed out her cheeks and looked at the yellow talisman paper. After a few seconds, she said, “…Yes!”

While they were practicing here, You Zixia over there didn’t stop either. Compared to the slow pace on Fu Yu’s side, his speed of drawing talismans was obviously much faster, and although the talisman formations were slightly scribbled, the basic shape was still there. In a short time, many talisman formations had been set up.

However, because the plot deviated slightly, and now Fu Yu didn’t touch the spirit tablet and prick her finger, causing the blood to fall on the talisman paper, there was no longer the plot in the original novel.

You Zixia retracted his hand, rubbed his nose bridge slightly, looking a little tired, and then said, “No, I can’t find anything.”

After all, since other sects and families had not been able to find anything before, You Zixia naturally couldn’t find it either.

Although they seemed to be in a stalemate now, because of Wen Zhao’s previous actions, the plot would still develop in the original direction overall. So it’s no big deal.

You Zixia turned around, “Fu Yu, I—” His voice paused, he raised his eyebrows slightly, and looked at the two of them with a surprised and strange expression, “You guys…?”

Hearing You Zixia’s hesitant voice, Wen Zhao subconsciously trembled.

Wen Zhao:…! We didn’t do anything!

For some reason, Wen Zhao felt so difficult and so hard, and inexplicably guilty.

Clearly, she was just a female supporting character who wanted to survive with difficulty in the cracks, and her most humble expectation at the beginning was just to hope that she could live well, but why did she always have this guilty and tired feeling? As if she had taken on something that didn’t belong to her.

This feeling was as if she was a snatcher. She had snatched the male lead in front of the female lead before, and now it seemed like she was snatching the female lead in front of the male lead. Why was that!

Innocent Wen Zhao felt very innocent.

Innocent Wen Zhao almost jumped out of Fu Yu’s arms when she heard You Zixia’s voice, but at the moment of the reaction, Wen Zhao’s shoulder was pressed down by a hand.

She turned her head and saw Fu Yu’s profile.

Fu Yu turned half-way around and looked at You Zixia, “You say.”

Because Fu Yu’s attitude was too natural, even You Zixia, after his initial confusion, couldn’t help but follow Fu Yu’s words.

“Ah… I mean, we can’t find any new clues. Should we go to the Lotus Platform first?”

When it came to the main topic, the relaxed expression that had faintly appeared on Fu Yu’s face immediately sank, as if the green shoots that had barely emerged were immediately pressed back into the dark and suffocating soil, where there was only endless coldness and darkness that could not be seen.

Seeing this change in her, Wen Zhao suddenly felt a heavy weight in her heart, an indescribable sense of discomfort. Her fingers clenched slightly, but she couldn’t do anything. Because Wen Zhao knew that her current strength and words were too weak, and the concern she thought she had was not what Fu Yu needed.

What Fu Yu needed now was revenge.

Wen Zhao lowered her eyes, feeling a little sad.

Facing You Zixia’s suggestion, Fu Yu’s brows twitched slightly, and after thinking for a moment, she nodded.

“Alright.”

Although no one was sure whether they could find a new target at the Lotus Platform, and even Wen Zhao herself didn’t know exactly how this mark was formed, or whether her previous actions contained any special energy. But with no other clues, even the direction of an arrow was worth exploring.

Having set their goal, they soon set off again.

However, unlike the distance from the inn at the foot of the mountain to the Fu family, the Lotus Platform was quite far from the Fu family. If they flew at full speed, it would probably take a day, and that was without rest.

For You Zixia and Fu Yu, such difficulties were nothing. They could overcome them, and full-speed sword flight was also within their capabilities.

But for Wen Zhao, the difficulty was much greater.

Not to mention flying non-stop, just the “full speed”… she might have a bit of trouble.

There was no other reason, only because Wen Zhao was still a newcomer who had just taken over the memories not long ago, with theory but no practice. She almost forgot the original owner’s innate skills, let alone a challenging skill like high-speed sword flight.

Fortunately, Wen Zhao was not completely helpless in the face of this predicament.

Well, the simplest and most direct way was to play the female supporting role card and ask You Zixia for help.

So Wen Zhao looked at You Zixia and began to prepare to act. However, just as she was about to take a step, Wen Zhao keenly felt the person next to her turn her head and look over.