After Transmigrating Into a Cannon Fodder, I Got a Happy Ending with the Female Lead [Transmigration Into a Novel] - Chapter 6

Yue xi didn’t dare to look at Qing he, took a step back, and stood there with a guilty conscience.

Who would have thought that one day she would be forced into this state by a demanding female ghost?

But for a day and a night, she didn’t rest for a moment except when waiting for a cooldown. Even a body of iron couldn’t withstand it.

The female ghost squinted at her, her eyes deep as if hiding some scheme, which made her heart tremble.

She can’t be unsatisfied, can she?

“Come here,” the female ghost said.

Yue xi didn’t dare to move. Even though she was in a dream now, that feeling of being drained and weak still made her tremble.

There really wasn’t a single drop left!

As soon as she entered, Qing he tried. She didn’t know whose obsession was so deep, but the dream’s defense was very strong. With her current magical power, she could only leave alone.

If she left this Dao cultivator here, she would definitely not be able to get out and might be trapped here, exhausted of her life force, and die.

Although she didn’t particularly like this Dao cultivator, her things, even if they were to die, should die in her hands. To be killed by others would be a slap in her face.

Seeing Yue xi not moving, she lost her patience.

“Come here! The dream is ever-changing and full of dangers. Do you want to die?”

As soon as Yuexi heard this, she immediately cowered and moved closer to Qing he.

She was so gentle and soft in bed, but once her pants were on, she became a different person, either saying she was useless or being fierce with her.

Women!

Yuexi sighed silently in her heart, and when she looked up, she found Qing he staring at her with an expression that saw right through her.

What’s wrong? Can she read minds now?

Qing he said nothing, turned around, and walked toward a lively area. Yue xi breathed a sigh of relief and followed closely behind her.

Since it was a dream, the person who created this dream must be present. As long as she found her and figured out what her obsession was, the dream would fall apart.

At that time, they would naturally be able to get out safely.

The wind was gentle, the spring sun was warm, and it was the season when peonies bloomed most beautifully. The youngest daughter of Emperor Zhaolie, Princess Hekang, invited talented men and women from the capital to come and enjoy the flowers.

Princess Hekang had a gentle and lively personality and was on good terms with the noble ladies in the capital. Coupled with the fact that she was the emperor’s most beloved youngest daughter, many people came.

Most of the people of similar age and with a little family background in the capital basically came out.

The lotus flowers in the pond had not yet budded, and only green lotus leaves were spread on the water, extending to the distance, as if connecting with the sky.

Two women were sitting in the waterside pavilion. One was wearing a goose-yellow tube top dress with a shawl draped casually over her shoulders, looking relaxed; the other was wearing a purple round-collar robe, with her hair tied up high, and her eyebrows were more heroic than the goose-yellow girl’s, looking a bit androgynous.

“Xiao Wu, why did you suddenly think of inviting everyone to enjoy the flowers?”

The woman in the purple round-collar robe took a sip of tea as she spoke, and every gesture she made was noble.

Chen Wu sighed and said helplessly, “My mother told me to make more friends and not to stay in the manor all day reading storybooks.”

The woman in the purple robe smiled and said, “The Empress is also doing it for your own good. Look, it’s so lively.”

Chen Wu turned her head to look. Talented people and beautiful women were gathered in groups of three or five, a very pleasant sight.

A smile spread in her eyes: “It’s really good.”

The woman in the purple robe said again, “If it weren’t for this flower viewing party today, it would be difficult for me to see Xiao Wu.”

Chen Wu withdrew her gaze, looked at her, and almost fell into those affectionate peach blossom eyes.

She quickly turned her head away to suppress the ripples in her heart.

She couldn’t have an illusion. Cui Ping looked at everyone with such affection, and besides, she was a woman. It was impossible for them to be together.

Cui Ping’s eyes shifted, and she seemed to have seen something. A dark light flashed in her eyes, and she took out a hairpin from her sleeve.

“Xiao Wu, your birthday is in a few days. I may have to go to the military camp with my father to train soldiers, so I’ll wish you a happy birthday in advance.”

She grabbed Chen Wu’s hand and put the hairpin in her hand, holding it with care.

“This hairpin looks very ordinary, but my mother left it to me. You know, my mother’s family was poor, and my grandmother gave it to her when she got married. It’s a kind of inheritance.”

Chen Wu originally didn’t think much of it, but as soon as she said this, she immediately felt a psychological burden.

“How can I accept such a valuable thing?”

Cui Ping held her hand and the hairpin together, her peach blossom eyes full of affection.

“In my eyes, nothing is more precious than you. You deserve the best things in this world.”

Chen Wu looked into those eyes, as if she had fallen into a bottomless lake.

Her heart fluttered in an instant, and then it started to beat loudly as if no one was around. It was so quiet that she was even a little afraid that Cui Ping would hear her heartbeat.

“I’ll accept the gift. You must come back for my birthday.”

A sixteen-year-old girl, in the first flush of love, couldn’t withstand such teasing.

The two had grown up together since childhood. Cui Ping was one year older than her. Because Marquis Cui had no son, Cui Ping had been dressed as a boy since she was a child.

While other noble girls stayed at home, embroidering and learning tea ceremony, and rarely left their homes, Cui Ping followed her father to the military camp to train with swords and guns.

Chen Wu was simple-minded and thought Cui Ping was a boy until she was fourteen. Every time she saw her, she would sweetly call out “Brother Ping.”

It wasn’t until a night banquet in the palace that Cui Ping drank too much. Her mother asked her to take Cui Ping to rest, and she was flustered, asking why a man would rest with her.

The people in the hall looked ambiguous, and her mother just smiled without saying anything.

At that time, the half-drunk Cui Ping leaned her lips close to her ear and said, “My little Wu is really innocent.”

After returning to the sleeping quarters and bathing, Cui Ping’s two white mounds on her chest were even bigger than hers. It was then that she believed that the “Brother Ping” she had been calling for so many years was a girl.

Lying together, Chen Wu couldn’t fall asleep.

Even though they used the same fragrant ointment, Cui Ping’s body smelled better than hers.

Cui Ping pressed her into her arms and said clingily, “Does little Wu still not believe that I’m a girl?”

Just as Chen Wu was about to answer, her hand was already grabbed by Cui Ping and placed on her chest.

Chen Wu hurriedly withdrew her hand, turned her back to Cui Ping, and stayed away from her.

But her palm felt hot, and at the same time, her heart was also feeling strange.

Later, Cui Ping followed Marquis Cui to the southwestern border to put down a rebellion. After a year of not seeing each other, Chen Wu gradually forgot the fluttering in her heart that night.

At this time, Cui Ping returned.

After having an audience with the Emperor, she came to see Chen Wu, who had already moved out of the palace to her own residence, and gave her many small trinkets that were not available in the capital.

This was the second time the two had met since her return.

Chen Wu was afraid that she would fall in love with Cui Ping again, so she had been avoiding her ever since. She didn’t expect that she would come with someone else’s invitation and even give her such a valuable hairpin.

That feeling of a fluttering heart appeared again, and it was more clear and intense than before.

Cui Ping was beautiful, with delicate features that couldn’t be faulted, especially her affectionate peach blossom eyes. Even when she stared at a piece of wood, she would look affectionate.

Chen Wu was young and simple-minded. How could she withstand such teasing?

However, Cui Ping’s eyes did not look simple. Behind the affection, there was a hint of calculation.

Yue xi looked over from beside the peony bushes. After she saw Cui Ping’s face clearly, her eyes narrowed.

Isn’t this the female ghost who pestered her last night?

So she and Chen Wu were old acquaintances, and their relationship was not ordinary.

Could it be that Chen Wu and she were in cahoots, tricking people in and then killing them?

It was not impossible. Yuexi decided to wait and see.

The people in the courtyard couldn’t see them, but Chen Wu was different. She felt as if there were two more people in the garden, who seemed out of place.

But when she looked closely, there was nothing.

Cui Ping asked, “What’s wrong?”

Chen Wu thought she was seeing things and replied, “Nothing.”

Cui Ping said affectionately, “Then is little Wu willing to accept the birthday gift I gave you?”

Chen Wu’s cheeks slowly turned red, and she nodded shyly.

Cui Ping held her hand tighter, but her eyes showed shrewdness and calculation.

When Chen Wu looked over, Qing he pulled Yuexi behind the flower bushes, but Yuexi was taller than her, so she was completely surrounded.

Behind her was the cold wall, and in front of her was Yue xi’s face, who had just kissed her nose.

Although it was an accident, Yue xi felt she should say something.

“That…”

“Be careful. If the owner of the dream sees us, others will see us too.”

Qing he interrupted her, her tone calm.

Yue xi felt that the other person was a ghost after all, knowledgeable, and it must be right to listen to her.

After a while, the sun became scorching, and everyone went to the pavilion and waterside pavilion. Taking advantage of the fact that no one was in the courtyard, Qing he raised her hand to form a seal and investigated.

She determined that this was Chen Wu’s dream.

Qing he looked at Yuexi and asked her to tell her everything that happened after she met Chen Wu yesterday.

Yue xi told her everything in detail and added at the end: “I don’t think she’s a bad person, but she might be faking it.”

Qing he glanced at her and said disdainfully, “If she wanted to eat you, she could have done so from the moment you broke into her territory. Why would she keep you until now?”

Yue xi couldn’t figure it out. After all, Chen Wu was an old ghost, and her cultivation was much higher than hers. It would be as easy as flipping a hand to kill her.

Could it be that she really just wanted to find someone to talk to, and they were accidentally dragged in?

Qing he ignored her. The seal she formed shattered when it encountered a certain person.

She slightly narrowed her eyes.

It seemed that this dream was also influenced by another power, and that person’s cultivation was not inferior to Chen Wu’s.

Two female ghosts with such cultivation, if it were in the past, she could crush them with a flick of her finger. But now her cultivation was suppressed, and she was in the other’s dream. If she really started to fight, she probably couldn’t even protect this Dao cultivator.

“No matter what happens, don’t stay too far away from me.”

After her body was drained, Yue xi’s mind was a little slow. When she heard Qing he say this, she subconsciously felt that she was going to use her as a tool again.

Yue xi’s eyes rolled, and Qing he knew what she was thinking and immediately darkened her face.

“Don’t think too much. I just don’t want you to affect the speed of my drawing the sword.”

“The feeling you give me is… so-so.”

Yue xi was struck by lightning, her mind went blank, and it took her a long time to recover.

Is this something a human would say?!

She worked so hard to satisfy her that her fingers were almost calloused, and she actually said such a thing!

Yue xi was so angry that she trembled and questioned, “You didn’t say that last night!”

Qing he looked at her angry expression and found her puffed-up look very interesting. She felt a little better.

“It could also be just for show, after all, you… are not very useful.”

Yue xi became angrier the more she listened. She grabbed her chin and kissed her hard, biting her lips as if to vent.

What “just for show”? Water was about to drown her. She didn’t believe that kind of thing could be faked.

Qing he quite liked this rough way and couldn’t help but immerse herself in it.

Yuexi’s original intention was to punish her, but she didn’t expect her to enjoy it, so she immediately let go.

Qing he blinked her eyes, her lips were a little red from being bitten. They were slightly open, as if inviting her, extremely tempting.

“I rolled my eyes and screamed. I don’t believe you didn’t enjoy it!”

As a top, she would never allow anyone to say she was not good enough. This was a matter of dignity.

Although she wasn’t that good, she at least made her happy. How could she slander her like this?

Qing he suddenly smiled, grabbed her collar, and pulled her in front of her, tilting her head to continue the kiss just now.

Her tongue felt a sharp pain. It was Qing he retaliating against her.

How could Yue xi tolerate her bullying her again and again? She immediately held the back of her head, sucked her tongue, and swept through her mouth until they were almost out of air before slowly letting go.

Qing he’s long hair was slightly messy, and her lips were more swollen than before. The bright red color was more delicate than a peony.

She stuck out her tongue, which had a small cut on it.

“You have to get me back for biting you once?”

Yue xi put her arm around her waist and asked seriously, “Was it really just so-so?”

Qing he was slightly stunned. She didn’t expect her to still care about this.

This human was annoying. Why did she take a casual remark to heart?

If it were in the past, a person who was so wordy wouldn’t live for a second in her hands.

But the mortal in front of her was, after all, her chosen furnace, so it wouldn’t hurt to indulge her a little.

“This lord… I just said it casually. Don’t take it to heart.”

Yuexi regained her confidence. She was a woman who had lasted for a day and a night. How could she not be good enough?

After getting the answer she wanted, she felt that her current posture was a little too dangerous.

She quietly let go of Qing he’s waist and took a small step back.

Qing he glanced at her and thought, maybe I should just kill her. I just used her to detoxify myself. Why does she look at me like that? It’s not like I’m a jackal or a tiger.

Suddenly, a gust of wind blew, and peony petals drifted past the two of them. The environment they were in changed.

An empty, deserted long street with lanterns hanging on both sides, illuminating the long street as bright as day. There were the sounds of vendors, the sounds of people talking, and footsteps.

It looked like a prosperous street. It would be better if they could see the people instead of just hearing their voices.

Yue xi had never seen such a grand scene. Fortunately, she was quite brave and wasn’t too scared, but her back felt a little cold.

Two people walked from a distance. One was wearing a purple round-collar robe with her long hair tied in a ponytail. It was none other than Cui Ping.

The person next to her should be her maid, who was also dressed as a boy.

The maid handed her a hairpin and said, “Miss, this is what I bought from a street vendor. What if Princess Hekang doesn’t like it?”

Cui Ping glanced at it casually and smiled frivolously, “Don’t worry, I have my own way to make the princess accept it.”

As she spoke, she reached out and pinched the maid’s butt. The maid lowered her head shyly and said, “Miss, we’re still on the street.”

Cui Ping gave a mischievous smile and said, “Then tonight back at the manor…”

The maid nodded slightly, her face full of shyness.

Yue xi watched and felt that Cui Ping was becoming more and more hideous. She was so angry that she clenched her fists.

Seeing her like this, Qing he sneered and said, “Don’t be angry yet. This is just the beginning.”

Yue xi continued to watch. A gong sounded in her ear, and the scene changed again.

This time the lanterns on the street were gone, and the long street was plunged into darkness. Only Cui Ping had a faint light on her.

She walked from far to near, and her voice was especially clear on the empty street.

“Miss, are we going back to the manor?” the maid asked.

“Going back to what manor? With a good night ahead, we’ll naturally go to the brothel for a drink.”

The maid glanced at her and asked again, “What if the princess finds out…”

“If she finds out, she finds out. I’m just putting on a show. She stays in the princess’s manor all day, which is really boring. How can the beauties in the brothel compare to her?”

The maid shut up. Cui Ping turned around and put her arm around her, and leaned down to give her a passionate kiss. The maid was kissed into a daze and became devoted to her again.

From her words, Yue xi understood that the brothel was probably a house of ill repute, and her anger, which had just subsided, rose again.

Qing he looked at her like a pufferfish, and her eyes changed a little before returning to normal.

She looked timid and cowardly, but she was a person of true feelings.

The two of them automatically followed Cui Ping, watching her from the moment she entered the door, flirting with those girls. When she entered the room, she was even more uninhibited, with four or five serving her alone, having a great time.

Yue xi didn’t want such a scene to sully Qing he’s eyes, so she pulled her into the empty room next door.

Soon, flushed and heart-pounding sounds came from next door. Yue xi’s old face turned red. She tactically drank water to hide her embarrassment, but the teacup was empty.

Qing he leaned in and whispered in her ear, “Do you want some water?”

Yuexi moved to the side. Qing he followed her movements and stuck to her, blowing air into her ear.

“Do we have to listen to this here?” Yue xi changed the subject.

Qing he said, “No, I wanted to come myself.”

Yue xi: “…So it wasn’t forced by the dream?”

Qing he climbed onto her neck and bit her ear, her voice as light as mist: “Mm.”

It felt good to listen to Cui Ping, so she came. After she came, she found it was indeed very good.

The room was lit with an aphrodisiac incense, and there were many other things that could be used.

Yue xi was internally against it, but under Qinghe’s teasing, she didn’t hold on for long and compromised.

She pressed Qing he against the table and bit and sucked on her lips and neck.

Qing he’s beautiful eyes were filled with moisture, making her beautiful and captivating.

No matter how strong-willed a person was, they would fall into it when they saw her.

Just as Yue xi was about to reach out, Qing he’s red lips parted slightly, “Didn’t you want to drink water?”

Yue xi’s mind buzzed, and her sanity seemed to collapse. She squatted down.

Qing he felt every inch of her body and bones were soothed, as if she had returned to thousands of years ago, sleeping in the clouds of the Thirty-Three Heavens.

No, it was even more comfortable than that.

The love-devouring grass in Yuexi’s palm lit up again, and the fluorescent green light in Qing he’s veins faded.

Qing he tilted her head back. Red plums were scattered on her lotus-like neck, and tooth marks were crisscrossed on her collarbone, like a mark.

It proved that she belonged to a certain person and had become her private property.

Yue xi had the accumulation of a day and a night and had already formed her own set of methods. Under this kind of offensive, Qing he’s eyes soon rolled back.

Yuexi felt like she had been drenched. When she got up, there was still a shiny streak of water hanging from her chin.

Qing he looked a little dazed, but she was much softer than when she was sober.

Yue xi leaned down to kiss her, her movements gentle. While kissing, she picked her up and walked toward the bed.

After a while, Qing he’s consciousness returned, and she felt the salty and bitter taste in her mouth. Her face instantly turned red.

Yue xi gently sucked on her lips and gently placed her on the quilt. Their lips and teeth intertwined, and their breaths mixed together, indistinguishable from each other.

There was a small round table by the bed, and on the table were wooden and jade dildos, as well as (Mianling, a kind of ancient sexual toy) and thin ropes, and other things that Yue xi couldn’t recognize.

She picked up the Mianling, and the crisp sound brought Qing he back to her senses.

“What is this?”

The Demon Venerable who had lived for tens of thousands of years had never experienced lust, and her knowledge in this area was pitifully scarce. When she saw the Mianling in Yuexi’s hand, she couldn’t figure out what it was for.

Yue xi was not unfamiliar with this thing. Even if she hadn’t eaten pork, had she not seen a pig run?

It was often mentioned in novels, but this was the first time she had seen it. She wanted to see if it was as powerful as described in the books.

Qing he watched as she held the string of bells and got closer and closer. She had a bad feeling. She turned to escape but was pulled back by her ankle.

“It’s not easy to come here. Let’s try all these things.”

Qing he was shocked and found that a green light was indeed flashing in her palm.

It’s the love-devouring grass again!

The cold touch made her tremble, and tears welled up in the corners of her eyes.

Yue xi’s eyes widened as she watched several bells disappear. A faint green light flickered in her dark pupils.

Qing he was driven mad by the discomfort. She grabbed Yue xi’s arm and looked at her with a pleading look.

Yue xi stuck out her tongue and licked the corner of her lips, her voice hoarse, “Didn’t you always say it wasn’t enough? Then tonight, we’ll have a good time.”

I’ll let you know what a top is!

The night gradually deepened.

The watchman’s clapper hit three times, and in a certain room in the brothel, a wooden dildo fell to the ground.

The watchman’s clapper hit four times, and a jade dildo fell to the ground, with a wet sheen on it.

…

Cui Ping stayed in the brothel all night and returned early in the morning, when there were few people on the street.

The brothel was not open during the day. When Yuexi woke up, her arms were so sore that they felt like they were about to break. That familiar feeling of being drained hit her like a blow to the head.

Without paying attention, she was drained again!

Her other arm was being pressed down and was numb. She turned her head to look and saw the culprit lying in her arms, looking tired too.

She was the one who did all the work. What did she have to be tired of?!

Yue xi stared at her for a while, and the resentment in her heart miraculously disappeared.

She was just too beautiful. How could she get angry at this face?

Qing he was played with too roughly last night, and her cultivation was suppressed in the dream. She slept for a long time before waking up.

When she opened her eyes and saw Yue xi, the memories of last night rushed back, and she wished she could kill her.

Beast! She said she was drained, but she didn’t miss a single thing she should do.

Qing he was also angry for another reason, which was—

She originally thought she had found a tool to detoxify herself, but in the end, she became the tool herself.

How could the Demon Venerable, who had roamed the realms of gods and demons, tolerate this?

Yuexi knew that Qing he was angry. She hugged her and arched against her like a rogue, and was successfully kicked off.

Qing he slowly sat up, her expression a little serious, as if she was hurt somewhere.

The brothel gradually became noisy. Yue xi knew it was time for them to go.

Qing he’s clothes became clean with a flick of her hand. She neatly put on her clothes, pushed the door open, and walked out.

Yuexi thought she had left her behind, so she followed her out without even tying her clothes.

The door was pushed open. Qing he stood in the corridor on the second floor with her back to her.

Hearing the sound, Qinghe turned her head and said coldly, “Let’s go.”

Yue xi tied her clothes and quickly followed.

After leaving the brothel, Qinghe removed the restriction, and they began to appear in various unexpected places according to the changes in the dream.

Cui Ping was very good at flirting. In just three months, she had won over Chen Wu.

Emperor Zhaolie and the Empress were not very much in favor of them being together, but Chen Wu insisted on marrying Cui Ping. They didn’t want to make their daughter sad, so they agreed not long after.

Marquis Cui had no son, so the future title would most likely be inherited by Cui Ping. Chen Wu was not a low marriage either.

Cui Ping was a flirtatious person. She flirted with Chen Wu to secure her title, but when she thought about getting married to Chen Wu and being trapped for a lifetime, she hesitated.

The two had their first argument.

Chen Wu was so wronged that she shed tears, while Cui Ping remained unmoved from beginning to end and was even a little impatient.

Yue xi and Qing he stood by, silent. Suddenly, the tip of her nose felt cold. Yue xi touched it, and there was some moisture.

She looked up, and it was snowing heavily.