Hold Tight to the Female Lead's Thigh [Transmigration GL] - Episode 27

Yan Hong sensed that something was amiss. The reckless young man didn’t seem to be bluffing but genuinely intended to leap from the Heartbreak Cliff to prove his sincerity.

“Young Master Mo, please calm down first. Whatever you have to say, come down and speak,” Yan Hong urged gently, not wanting a life to be lost.

Mo Tu paid no heed to her words. With his back to the crowd, he let the fierce winds tousle his long hair and white robes. Closing his eyes to avoid the sight of the pitch-black abyss below, his mind was filled with Guan Fusha’s sweet smile, a vision that stirred his very soul.

Spreading his arms wide, he smiled with serene acceptance. “I have no regrets!”

“Wait!” Yan Hong rushed forward to stop him, but it was too late. Mo Tu leaned forward and in the blink of an eye, plummeted into the chasm, vanishing without a trace, leaving only the relentless howl of the wind.

“…”

Witnessing the scene, Taohua’s legs gave way, and she collapsed to the ground.

Though she had long known that Mo Tu would die leaping off the cliff for Guan Fusha, the visceral impact of the moment was something no words in a novel could ever capture. Everything unfolded so vividly before her eyes—even the expression on Mo Tu’s face before he jumped.

It was at this moment that Taohua truly grasped the reality of the world she was in.

Unusually, Guan Fusha’s signature smile was absent. Since Mo Tu’s leap, her face had remained expressionless, making it impossible to guess her thoughts. Perhaps she, too, had never imagined Mo Tu would truly jump to his death for her.

Yan Hong’s expression was also grim. If Old Qi Yong learned of Mo Tu’s death, he would surely seize the opportunity to criticize and mock their incompetence.

At this thought, Yan Hong couldn’t help but glance at Guan Fusha.

Having known her for years, Yan Hong was well-acquainted with Guan Fusha’s temperament. Initially, she had assumed Guan Fusha was using reverse psychology to make Mo Tu back down, but the situation had escalated beyond expectation. At one point, she even felt that Guan Fusha genuinely wished for Mo Tu’s death.

Why was she acting so out of character today? Could it be related to Taohua?

Yan Hong’s gaze shifted to Taohua, who sat pale and trembling on the ground, clearly shaken by what she had witnessed.

With the matter settled, Yan Hong saw no point in lingering. She waved a hand at the guards from the Punishment Hall and said, “Dismissed. Return to your duties.”

“Yes, ma’am!” The guards, sensing the foul moods of their superiors, quickly scattered.

After a final glance at the two women, Yan Hong left the Heartbreak Cliff without another word.

It took a long while for Taohua to regain her composure. When she tried to stand, her legs still felt weak.

Noticing Taohua on the ground, Guan Fusha hurried over to help her up. “Junior Sister, why are you sitting on the ground?”

“I… I’m fine.” The memory of Guan Fusha’s unnervingly sweet smile and the image of Mo Tu leaping off the cliff sent chills through Taohua’s heart. She even began to doubt whether her decision to cling to this powerful figure was the right one. Would there come a day when Guan Fusha would look at her with that same expression, using that intoxicatingly gentle voice to command her to jump from this Broken Love Cliff…

She didn’t dare think further!

Observing Taohua’s expression, Guan Fusha felt an inexplicable emptiness in her heart, as if something had been taken from within. She knew Taohua was a sheltered young lady from a wealthy family, likely unaccustomed to such scenes, which explained her fright. Guan Fusha took her delicate hand, applying a gentle pressure, and softly comforted, “Let’s go, junior sister. I’ll take you back to Peach Garden to rest.”

“…Alright.” Taohua wanted to pull her hand away but didn’t dare, so she reluctantly complied.

As they walked back to Peach Garden, neither spoke first, the atmosphere heavy with silence.

Taohua stole a glance at Guan Fusha, wanting to break the oppressive mood, but after opening her mouth, she found herself at a loss for words.

Suddenly, Guan Fusha halted. She lifted Taohua’s hand, covering it with her other palm, and gently rubbed them together as if to warm her. With a smile no different from usual, she asked, “Why are your hands trembling so, junior sister? Are you cold?”

Taohua froze for a moment before understanding Guan Fusha’s implication.

Under the blazing sun on such a hot day, how could she possibly be cold? Guan Fusha was actually asking if she was afraid.

Unsure how to respond, Taohua remained silent, averting her gaze to avoid meeting her eyes.

“Junior sister…” Guan Fusha felt a pang of sadness. She had never imagined Taohua would one day avoid her like this.

“Look at me and answer me,” Guan Fusha said, lifting Taohua’s chin with her fingers, her eyes tinged with hurt. She leaned closer, gently stroking Taohua’s snow-soft skin with two fingers, her lips parting as she whispered her name, “Taohua…”

Taohua instinctively tried to push her away, but lacking the strength, she could only take a step back.

Seeing through her subtle resistance, Guan Fusha swept an arm around her slender waist, pulling her close until their bodies pressed together. “You haven’t answered my question yet.”

“Senior sister, I…” Taohua’s heart was in turmoil. Over this long period, Guan Fusha’s kindness to her was vivid in her memory, yet she couldn’t erase the scene she had just witnessed!

Lowering her head, Taohua let her gaze drift to the emerald green jade pendant resting against Guan Fusha’s pale neck, her voice muffled. “I’m scared. I’m really scared, truly scared… Senior sister, if I ever make a mistake, will you treat me the same way? So heartless, so cruel…”

Guan Fusha was taken aback. She had assumed Taohua was frightened by Mo Tu’s leap, never realizing such thoughts lurked in her heart.

In an instant, the clouds in her mind cleared, and her heart brightened.

She lowered her head and kissed the person in her arms. Those soft lips were as sweet and fragrant as she had imagined, tempting her to explore further.

Taohua, who had been murmuring incessantly, was utterly stunned.

Her brain ceased to function, leaving her unable to think—a state commonly known as a system crash.

Just as well, allowing someone to kiss her to their heart’s content.

I don’t know how much time had passed before Guan Fusha reluctantly pulled away from those soft lips. Her originally fair face was now burning red, even her earlobes flushed crimson. Like a completely different person, she awkwardly stammered, “Shi… shimei…”

That single word “shimei” struck Taohua like a thunderbolt to her forehead, leaving her more distressed than if she’d [beep] a whole truck of male dogs. So distressed she wished she could just faint and be done with it.

Guan Fusha had actually kissed her!

The female lead had actually kissed her, a mere cannon fodder supporting character!

Damn it, and she was actually blushing!