Transmigrating to Woo the Villainous Young Lady - Chapter 44

That won’t do. You rolled down the cliff, and you’re covered in mud and bl00d. If you don’t clean up, you’ll be uncomfortable sleeping tonight.

Fu Guiyi’s gaze was sincere, and she didn’t say, I find you dirty.

Shen Li couldn’t help but feel moved. It seemed her persistent efforts had finally begun to soften the Young Mistress’s heart, little by little.

However, things gradually took an unsettling turn.

At first, Fu Guiyi dutifully wiped Shen Li’s body.

But after finishing, she didn’t hand Shen Li her outer robe. Instead, she simply stared, making Shen Li feel increasingly self-conscious. She averted her gaze.

Young Mistress, what are you doing? My leg is still injured, making things difficult.

Why didn’t the novel mention Fu Guiyi having such strong desires? Shen Li wondered. Though perhaps it’s because she’s just been awakened.

Don’t worry, Shen Li. I’ll hold you carefully and won’t hurt your broken leg, Fu Guiyi said, her icy hand touching Shen Li’s waist. The skin there was particularly sensitive, and Shen Li immediately curled her toes, enduring the cold, ticklish sensation.

Shen Li, look at me. Don’t avoid my gaze.

Fu Guiyi felt a pang of dissatisfaction at the way the woman in her arms kept averting her eyes. Am I some kind of monster? she wondered. Countless people would give anything to touch even a single finger of mine, yet this wretch dares to flinch away.

Sensing the Young Mistress’s commanding tone, Shen Li dared not evade further. She reluctantly raised her eyes to meet Fu Guiyi’s gaze, a faint trace of fear lingering in her eyes.

Yet she also leaned forward, her delicate ankle hooking around the back of Fu Guiyi’s hand—a truly seductive gesture toward her mistress.

Host, I never expected you to deliver such a devastating blow with your beauty!Capture points +3!

As a villainess, Fu Guiyi’s psychological defenses were notoriously impenetrable, even more so than those of the male and female leads. To gain so much favor from merely brushing against the back of her hand was practically a jackpot.

Fu Guiyi reached out to support Shen Li’s back, the delicate skin leaving an unforgettable impression, like the finest hand warmer.

I’ll just hold you like this.

This way, you won’t hurt your broken leg.

Shen Li’s face flushed crimson, realizing her current position truly resembled a koala clinging to a tree.

Young Mistress, we’re in the carriage right now, she tried to protest weakly, but it was futile. Fu Guiyi had already tilted her head back.

The urgent kisses crashed down like a storm.

Though dazed, Shen Li still desperately wanted the Young Mistress to like her more.

She offered a mix of resistance and surrender, a tantalizing dance that left Fu Guiyi’s heart itching with longing for more.

Whether man or woman, in matters of love and desire, all are equally vulnerable and easily broken.

Yet Fu Guiyi managed to maintain her composure, slowly yielding to Shen Li’s seduction, kissing her until she was dizzy and disoriented.

Shen Li couldn’t keep up, forced to submit to the Young Mistress’s unrestrained advances.

Young Mistress, slow down… she finally pleaded, her voice reduced to a humble whisper.

The next morning, Shen Li was awakened by the throbbing pain in her leg wound. Despite her best efforts, some of the stitches had inevitably reopened.

Crimson bl00d soaked through the gauze, making the sight somewhat alarming.

Does it hurt?

Sensing movement beside her, Fu Guiyi sat up and observed the scene.

When she saw the bl00d seeping through the gauze on Shen Li’s leg, she immediately sprang out of bed, rushed over, and knelt down to examine the wound closely.

I don’t remember touching it last night.

Fu Guiyi had been exceptionally careful with the injured leg the previous night.

Despite her confusion, Fu Guiyi opened the medicine chest the doctor had left nearby and retrieved a roll of medicated gauze, which carried a faint medicinal scent.

This meant it was ready for immediate use.

Fu Guiyi gently unwrapped the gauze and confirmed that a small portion of the wound had indeed reopened.

I shouldn’t have been so reckless last night…

Fu Guiyi felt a pang of regret. She had been so focused on her own desires that she had overlooked the severity of the young maid’s leg injury, which was still splinted.

It’s alright, Young Mistress. It doesn’t hurt much.

Shen Li glanced at her wound and silently used a painkiller from the System Shop. Though she had only spent one Point, the painkiller came in a full bottle with twenty or thirty pills inside.

Just keep pretending to be tough, Fu Guiyi said, her words sharp, but her fingertips moved with utmost gentleness, as if handling a fragile bird.

After applying the medicine, she had a maid bring a copper basin to wash her hands briefly.

Once the medicinal scent was gone, Fu Guiyi dried her slender fingers with a towel before finally looking up at Shen Li.

She leaned in slowly, her skin radiating a cold, irresistible fragrance that carried an almost predatory aura.

Reaching out, she gently rubbed Shen Li’s earlobe, then kissed it softly, savoring its warmth and softness.

Exhaling a few warm breaths, she spoke of her intentions.

Rest well in the carriage these next few days.

I’ll make sure those remaining bandits pay the price.

No one had ever dared to harm her people, not even those who acted for money.

If Xu Wenqing had to pay the price, what more the bandits?

The carriage journeyed for several days. Shen Li’s leg wound had healed significantly, the flesh slowly knitting back together. Thanks to painkillers, the ordeal wasn’t too unbearable.

Finally, one day, the carriage entered Beiyan City.

The characters for Beiyan City were written in bold, sweeping strokes. The Black Armor Army soldiers beside Shen Li flashed their tokens, and the city guards rushed out to greet them with utmost respect.

Rest for half a day, Fu Guiyi ordered, parting the curtain.

The convoy immediately halted to rest, but Fu Guiyi had her large black horse brought to her.

Shen Li, come with me, Fu Guiyi said, lifting Shen Li onto the horse before she could protest. Shen Li had no choice but to be led away.

Though the Young Mistress’s body was cold, being held by her still felt incredibly safe.

Shen Li hadn’t been farmingCapture points much these past few days, mostly cooped up in the carriage. The System was growing anxious, but with its Host’s leg broken, urging her to farmCapture points now seemed rather inhumane.

All she could do was fret anxiously.

The Black Horse ambled slowly down the bluestone avenue, the surrounding crowd parting to make way. The jade-inlaid bridle alone made it clear that the rider was someone they couldn’t afford to offend.

Before long, they arrived at the bustling marketplace.

Shen Li was astonished to see a makeshift execution platform erected there.

On either side of the platform, vendors hawked vegetables and meat from their stalls.

It looked exactly like the execution platforms used for public beheadings in historical dramas, except this one was real. Though hastily constructed, the wooden planks were already soaked with bl00d, clearly indicating frequent use.

See those men over there?

Fu Guiyi leaned closer, her soft body pressing against Shen Li’s back, making her heart race.

Only then did Shen Li notice the prisoners bound hand and foot.

There were exactly as many as the gang of bandits who had harassed her that day—no more, no less.