Transmigrating to Woo the Villainous Young Lady - Chapter 47
Despite Prince Kang’s repeated attempts to persuade her, the matter was ultimately dropped. Fu Guiyi remained as steadfast as a divine pillar in the sea, unmoved by the raging waves.
Shen Li had just settled into bed to rest. The bed was rather large, so she resorted to her old method from Fu Manor: warming the left side, then the right, and back again.
She was practically a dutiful human furnace.
As she warmed the bed, Shen Li couldn’t help but worry. She absolutely couldn’t let Fu Guiyi align herself with Prince Kang.
Historically, every prince who vied for the throne met a gruesome end. Even those who lacked such ambitions were left battered and bruised.
Just as this thought crossed her mind, she heard a guard outside the door greet, Good evening, Young Mistress. Shen Li was startled; Fu Guiyi had returned far earlier than expected.
She immediately closed her eyes, feigning sleep.
Host, this act is far too obvious. Who sleeps with their heart racing like that?
Even the System couldn’t bear to watch Shen Li’s clumsy acting and warned her, Your acting is terrible.
Mind your own business, Shen Li retorted.
Despite her words, she slowed her breathing and pulled the blanket over her head, hoping to hide her ruse.
Fu Guiyi entered the room, where candlelight illuminated the space.
But someone was already fast asleep.
The evening twilight had begun to deepen.
Fu Guiyi was about to tread softly when she noticed a slight tremor in the blanket. She couldn’t help but chuckle softly. This little maid’s act was truly unconvincing.
Might as well play along, she thought.
Fu Guiyi untied her sash and removed her outer robe. She strode to the bed, slipped off her shoes, and lay down, bringing with her a chill that permeated the air.
Though Shen Li was accustomed to the Young Mistress’s icy touch, being suddenly embraced still sent shivers down her spine. Goosebumps erupted across her skin.
Yet she stubbornly maintained her act, gritting her teeth and feigning sleep.
I still have bruises on my lower back, she thought. I can’t let Fu Guiyi torment me again. Not even for Capture Value.
Seeing the maid merely tremble slightly, determined to feign sleep and ignore her, Fu Guiyi devised a new scheme. She grew increasingly brazen, her icy fingers tracing around Shen Li’s waist, inching toward her abdomen.
The abdomen is one of the most cold-sensitive parts of the human body.
Shen Li finally couldn’t endure it any longer.
Her eyes snapped open.
Young Mistress, it’s so cold, she complained, shivering.
You know that too? Fu Guiyi tapped Shen Li’s forehead. Why didn’t you respond earlier? You were clearly pretending to be asleep.
Shen Li’s face flushed crimson. She hadn’t expected Fu Guiyi to be such a cunning strategist, immediately seeing through her act.
She scratched her cheek awkwardly. I just didn’t want the Young Mistress to be like the past few days… My body hasn’t fully recovered yet.
Her tone was ambiguous, neither refusing nor agreeing, yet tinged with a hint of flattery.
Do you think I’m some kind of lustful demon? Fu Guiyi chuckled helplessly. What did Shen Li take her for? The girl had been thoroughly exhausted these past few days. Even if she were a beast, she wouldn’t act like that.
Shen Li fell silent.
Though she dared not answer aloud, her heart secretly echoed Fu Guiyi’s words. Isn’t that right? You’re practically an upgraded version of one.
Does your lower back hurt a lot? Fu Guiyi had some experience in this area, though Shen Li lacked her physical stamina.
She extended her fingers, then realized they were icy cold. After warming them under the covers for a while, she gently began massaging Shen Li’s aching waist.
Don’t hide anything from me. Tell me everything.
Shen Li, okay?
The last few words were whispered against the edge of Shen Li’s ear, making her heart pound wildly.
The gentle massage eased the stiffness in Shen Li’s muscles. Who would have imagined that the Big Villain Fu, who struck terror into the hearts of the male and female leads in the novel, could display such tenderness?
As the Young Mistress’s servant, I will naturally obey your commands, Shen Li replied, her voice humble. After years of treading carefully in Fu Manor, she had grown accustomed to such deference, terrified of making even the slightest misstep.
Why are you acting like this again? Fu Guiyi’s tone carried a hint of displeasure. I’ve told you before—you don’t need to be so formal with me.
Though Fu Guiyi enjoyed seeing Shen Li tremble before her, she didn’t want their relationship to remain strictly hierarchical. That would make it feel like her feelings were unrequited.
I’m just afraid of my mother… I’m afraid their gossip will drown you.
Even though Fu Guiyi wielded military power and could silence many who opposed her, she couldn’t control the endless chatter of public opinion.
Just as an emperor, faced with countless impeachment memorials raining down like snowflakes, could only erupt in impotent rage, sweeping the stacks of documents off his desk in a fit of fury.
Executing one minister might vent his anger, but executing two, three…
would only escalate the situation, amplifying the chorus of condemnation.
Though it’s not possible yet, Shen Li…
Trust me, one day I’ll make it so you can stand openly by my side.
Her pale golden eyes burned with sincerity.
Shen Li couldn’t help but feel moved. She leaned closer and pressed a kiss to the Young Mistress’s lips, as cold as snowflakes.
This servant believes you.
That day will come.
The words were barely out of her mouth when her cheek was pinched.
What did I tell you? Stop calling yourself a servant.
Young Mistress, it’s a habit. I can’t break it overnight.
Shen Li could only offer this explanation.
As a modern person, she was most comfortable with casual forms of address.
But she couldn’t fathom Fu Guiyi’s true feelings. She couldn’t act like Nian Gengyao, who, after the emperor addressed him as a brother, actually started treating himself as the emperor’s equal.
That would only hasten her journey to becoming a dish on the chopping block.
After all, her Capture value had only just barely surpassed 100!
I can’t afford to lose Jingzhou through carelessness!
Really? But who could have guessed that Big Villain Fu, who always sees through schemes, would actually smile like this?
She leaned closer, her fingers twirling strands of hair as she returned Shen Li’s kisses again and again, leaving Shen Li dizzy and disoriented.
Since she was expecting guests, Fu Guiyi had applied a touch of makeup. Now, the deep crimson lipstick was smeared across Shen Li’s jaw and neck, leaving a trail of seductive marks on her fair skin—like the paw prints of a fox favored by wealthy young ladies.
Though her head swam and her lungs burned, Shen Li couldn’t escape the Young Mistress. She could only respond with all her might, even as it left her breathless and tears welling in the corners of her eyes.
Just as she was about to succumb to the ringing in her ears, the System’s notification yanked her from the icy, yet tender embrace:
Congratulations, Host! Capture value increased by 5. Keep up the good work!
By the way, don’t forget to browse the System Shop! It’s a waste to hoard your Points.
With that, the System went offline.
Shen Li: ……
Damn System! Always ruining the mood! I was just starting to feel something!