Hold Tight to the Female Lead's Thigh [Transmigration GL] - Episode 3

Peach Blossom froze for a moment, then realized Guan Fusha was likely testing her. The fact that Guan Fusha had asked such a question meant she must already know something perhaps even had a clear grasp of Peach Blossom’s background. Peach Blossom saw no reason to hide it and replied, “…That’s right. I know you. You’re the Right Protector of the Night God Sect, Guan Fusha.”

“How strange, then. Why did you act as though you didn’t recognize me earlier?” Guan Fusha’s eyes gleamed with deeper amusement.

Peach Blossom lowered her head, biting her lower lip, unsure how to answer the question.

“Perhaps I should phrase it differently. Why do you wish to join the Night God Sect?”

While Peach Blossom had been unconscious, Guan Fusha had already ordered someone to investigate her thoroughly.

Truth be told, Guan Fusha was genuinely curious. How could someone like Cui Taohua, a delicate young lady from a sheltered upbringing, unused to hardship possibly want to join the Night God Sect?

Peach Blossom had anticipated this question when joining the sect and had prepared an answer in advance. She lifted her gaze slightly, her face shadowed with an indescribable sorrow. “My father is a wealthy merchant in Guicheng, with countless wives and concubines and more children than he can count. He never cared for me. My mother, who favors sons over daughters, wanted my elder brother to inherit the family business, so she planned to marry me off to a wealthy landowner, Master Wang, as his replacement wife, someone our family does business with.”

At this point, Peach Blossom suddenly paused, her eyes quickly welling up with tears that clung to her lashes, threatening to fall. “…Master Wang is even older than my father, with a house full of wives and concubines, and he frequently visits pleasure houses. I… I truly didn’t want to marry him, so I ran away from home. When my mother found out, she flew into a rage and sent people to drag me back. I couldn’t find anywhere to hide, so after much deliberation, I decided to join the Night God Sect.”

Peach Blossom’s words weren’t entirely false, though she exaggerated slightly. It was true that Cui Taohua’s mother had once considered marrying her off to Master Wang to secure her son’s position in the Cui family. But the original Cui Taohua was no pushover. She had thrown tantrums, wept, and even threatened suicide, refusing to marry until her mother finally relented.

Had anyone else seen such a beautiful girl crying so pitifully, they might have been moved to sympathy. But Guan Fusha was no ordinary person. After all, she saw her own reflection every day and had long grown numb to the concept of “beauty.”

After hearing Peach Blossom’s tragic tale, Guan Fusha remained silent, her face still wearing that same faint smile, making it impossible to discern her thoughts.

Peach Blossom shivered under her gaze, mentally reviewing her words for any flaws. “Protector Guan, now that you know my reasons for wanting to join the Night God Sect, can I—”

“Since you’ve been so honest, I’ll speak plainly as well.” Guan Fusha cut her off before she could finish. “All matters within the sect must be approved by the Sect Leader himself. So, this matter… I’m afraid I can’t decide on my own.”

“……”

Cui Taohua realized this woman was a master at deception. If she hadn’t already known that the Night God Sect’s leader had long withdrawn from worldly affairs, leaving most sect matters to the Left and Right Protectors, she might have actually believed that earnest expression!

The position of the Night God Sect’s leader was typically chosen from either the Left or Right Protector. Thus, within the sect, aside from the leader, the two protectors held the highest authority. However, the current leader, Dongfang Wen, had only one disciple—Guan Fusha. The position of Left Protector had been vacant for a long time, making it almost certain that she would be the next leader. With such power, second only to the leader, who was she trying to impress here?

Though she thought this, Taohua had no intention of exposing her outright. Instead, she put on a disappointed expression. “I see… The esteemed leader of your sect must be far too busy to meet someone as insignificant as me.”

“Not necessarily,” Guan Fusha replied with a smile. “Tomorrow morning, I have matters to report to the leader. If you’re willing, I can take you to see him then.”

A feeling best described as exasperation welled up in Taohua’s heart. All she wanted was to join the Night God Sect as a lowly underling and cling to the female lead’s powerful coattails. Why did things have to get so complicated?!

“Oh, your medicine,” Guan Fusha added, just as she was about to leave the room, remembering the bowl she had placed on the low table. “Drink it while it’s still warm.”

Her smile remained gentle and harmless, but Taohua took the bowl with trembling hands.

Noticing her hesitation, Guan Fusha asked, “Is something wrong?”

“…No, nothing.”

Given Guan Fusha’s strength, if she wanted to kill her, she would have done so already. Surely, she wouldn’t resort to poisoning the medicine, right?

Thinking this, Taohua tilted her head back and downed the medicine in one go. A faint, pleasant fragrance lingered in her mouth, completely unlike the bitterness she had expected.

Guan Fusha stood by the bed, watching her with amusement. “You really are bold. Weren’t you afraid I might have poisoned it?”

“…” Taohua did feel a twinge of regret, but even so, she had no choice but to press on. “Protector Guan is renowned for her mastery of poisons, unmatched in the martial world. Naturally, she would carry antidotes on her. Besides, if Protector Guan truly wished to kill me, there would be countless opportunities to do so. Why go through the trouble of saving me only to poison the medicine?”

“Well said!” Guan Fusha’s smile deepened. “But you forgot one thing. There are many types of poisons, and not all of them are lethal.”

As she spoke, she suddenly leaned in close, closing the distance between them in an instant. The sweet scent of her breath, warm against Taohua’s face, sent a shiver through her body, her heart pounding uncontrollably.

“Some,” Guan Fusha murmured, glancing at Taohua’s flushed cheeks with satisfaction before slowly pulling back, her harmless smile returning, “can make one wish for death rather than endure the suffering. I won’t disturb your rest any longer.”

The sharp pain of her nails digging into her palm finally steadied Taohua’s nerves. She opened her mouth, her voice barely above a whisper. “Protector Guan, please take care on your way out.”

Before leaving, Guan Fusha cast her a meaningful glance, sending Taohua’s heart racing once more.

Only when she was certain Guan Fusha had truly left did Taohua allow herself to collapse onto the bed, her back drenched in cold sweat.

Damn it! Guan Fusha was truly a demon. How could she nearly make someone as morally upright as Taohua lose control?! Or had she secretly slipped some kind of charm into the medicine?