Transmigrating to Woo the Villainous Young Lady - Chapter 49
Thanks to Prince Kang’s inexplicable stumble, Fu Guiyi finally managed to shake off his persistent advances and return to the post station.
She had planned to visit the Old General today, but the repeated delays had left her somewhat displeased.
Still, Fu Guiyi chose to check on her little maid first. Just as she reached the door, it swung open. Shen Li, with her broken leg, hobbled forward on crutches, only to collide squarely with Fu Guiyi.
Young Mistress? Shen Li covered her nose, a little embarrassed.
Her nose didn’t actually hurt much, and she had bumped into something soft, but she dared not mention it.
Why are you out here? Fu Guiyi asked, her tone disapproving.
This little maid really doesn’t know how to take care of herself, she thought. It’s only been a few days since her leg broke, and she’s already hopping around like a rabbit.
If Fu Guiyi had known that Shen Li had been walking perfectly normally just moments before, she would have found it utterly unbelievable.
It’s so stuffy in here, Young Mistress. You can’t expect me to stay cooped up all day, can you? Shen Li blinked innocently, her eyes wide and endearing.
Though her expression remained composed, only Fu Guiyi knew her heart had fluttered.
Staying confined for too long would indeed drive anyone mad. After a moment’s consideration, Fu Guiyi relented.
Come with me to the Old General’s Residence today.
Fu Guiyi watched Shen Li’s eager, clumsy attempts to play outside with a mixture of exasperation and fondness.
She had initially planned to select a Shadow Guard from the Black Armor Army to protect Shen Li. However, her current entourage consisted of the most elite members of her Personal Guard. Assigning one of them to suddenly serve as a maidservant’s bodyguard would likely breed resentment and half-hearted performance.
Therefore, she decided to borrow a guard from the Old General instead.
Yes, Young Mistress, Shen Li replied without a hint of complaint.
Although the plot didn’t delve deeply into the Old General’s character, he was portrayed as fiercely loyal to his ruler and devoted to defending his nation. When the border regions eventually fell, he chose death over surrender, proving himself a man of unwavering integrity and indomitable spirit.
Hearing Shen Li’s response, Fu Guiyi nodded in satisfaction. She suddenly crouched down, and before Shen Li could react, her legs and hips were swept into a firm embrace.
The sensation of her feet leaving the ground brought an inexplicable sense of emptiness.
Young Mistress… Shen Li gasped, instinctively wrapping her arms around Fu Guiyi’s icy neck. The feeling was no different from holding a massive python with bare hands. Her cane clattered to the ground.
Even though you’ve agreed to come with me, you still need to rest properly. With your leg broken, you shouldn’t be running around. If you strain it again, you’ll suffer even more.
A broken leg requires rest; hopping around will only hinder recovery.
Shen Li couldn’t bring herself to admit that the System was helping her heal. Besides, would Fu Guiyi even believe her?
In the three years since transmigrating, Shen Li had witnessed a servant girl, unable to endure the life of a common servant, finally snap. The girl claimed she came from a world where everyone was equal and had no intention of becoming a slave here.
She was immediately dismissed as hysterical and driven out of the manor.
Shen Li later learned the girl’s fate while sweeping fallen leaves, overhearing two maids gossiping.
The girl had been taken back home, but her parents, instead of seeking immortal remedies or divine cures, hastily arranged a marriage for her.
In just three short years, she had already given birth to three children.
Rumor had it that she likely wouldn’t survive the winter, her life force drained by repeated childbirth.
Thus, Shen Li dared not speak up.
Even as the Young Mistress, she had to weigh her position carefully, wondering if she was merely a toy in Fu Guiyi’s eyes, or something more.
In the end, the timid Shen Li chickened out. She lowered her head and obediently murmured, Young Mistress, this servant knows her mistake.
The words had barely left her lips when a cool fingertip gently brushed the tip of her nose.
Shen Li couldn’t shake the feeling that the Young Mistress was teasing her like someone passing a pet shop might tease the most well-behaved kitten.
I told you, you don’t need to say any of this.
Fu Guiyi carried Shen Li to the bed, planning to visit the Old General again in the afternoon, which meant they could rest a little longer during the day.
I’ll change your bandages.
Seeing Shen Li’s continued reluctance, Fu Guiyi misinterpreted it, assuming her leg injury had flared up. She quickly retrieved the medicine.
Fu Guiyi moved with utmost gentleness, carefully lifting Shen Li’s skirt to reveal the gauze on her lower leg, stained with bl00d.
An inexplicable ache tugged at her heart.
Her movements grew even more delicate as she swiftly removed the old bandage. Fu Guiyi frowned slightly at the wound on the severed limb.
The healing was progressing too slowly. There might be some necrotic tissue around the edges, but excising it would inflict unbearable pain on Shen Li.
She needed a gentler solution.
After a moment’s hesitation, Fu Guiyi retrieved a dagger and lit a candle.
Young Mistress?
Shen Li trembled at the sight of the gleaming dagger. What was Fu Guiyi planning?
Had she discovered Shen Li’s secret escape?
That shouldn’t be possible.
There’s some necrotic tissue around your wound. I need to remove it.
Fu Guiyi spoke with grave sincerity.
Shen Li was terrified. Though she had painkillers, using them now would surely alert Fu Guiyi to her deception.
Don’t be afraid, Fu Guiyi reassured her. It will be over quickly.
Confident in her surgical skills, Fu Guiyi held the dagger over a candle flame until the blade glowed faintly red—a simple sterilization method.
Then, the searing-hot blade approached the festering flesh, and the acrid scent of burning rot filled the air.
Shen Li couldn’t describe the sensation. If only she hadn’t gone out to watch the commotion earlier! Who could have imagined running into Fu Guiyi?
When misfortune strikes, even drinking cold water can make you choke.
Forced to endure the agonizing pain of the flesh being cut away, Shen Li eventually recovered her composure.
Her mind and body felt numb. Even rotten flesh retained some sensitivity to pain.
Good, Fu Guiyi said, pleased with the little maid’s resilience. She patiently bandaged Shen Li’s leg.
But you must stay still next time. If more festering flesh grows, it will be much more troublesome.
Fu Guiyi added a stern reminder, and Shen Li could only nod obediently.
Yes…
Young Mistress.
How many times have I told her to stop calling me that? Shen Li thought, but Fu Guiyi seemed unable to break the habit. She must be too used to it.
Fu Guiyi didn’t press the matter further. She stood up, her slender fingers gently twirling a strand of Shen Li’s soft hair.
Did you miss me?
With that, Fu Guiyi wrapped her arms around Shen Li’s neck and leaned in boldly. Their noses brushed, their breaths almost mingling.
You don’t need to anymore, Fu Guiyi murmured, then began kissing Shen Li softly.
Her touch was unhurried, gentle beyond measure. Shen Li froze, stunned. Opportunities for the Young Mistress to take the initiative were rare, and this time, it seemed Fu Guiyi was willingly surrendering herself to the moment.
Those soft, plump lips, those cool, thin lips…
They begged to be teased. The entanglement of their mouths and tongues was unforgettable.
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