Hold Tight to the Female Lead's Thigh [Transmigration GL] - Episode 32

The two of them snapped out of their daze as if waking from a dream. Peach Blossom, being thin-skinned, immediately flushed a deep crimson, as though her cheeks were about to drip blood. She hurriedly removed Guan Fusha’s hand, wishing she could dig a hole and bury herself in it.

 

Guan Fusha, aware of Peach Blossom’s embarrassment, cleared her throat lightly and deliberately stepped in front of her. “Yan Hong, what brings you to seek out my junior sister?”

 

Yan Hong rose lazily, glanced at the two of them, and replied unhurriedly, “Nothing much. I just bought some premium tea leaves from the Northern Kingdom a few days ago and wanted to invite the Guardian to share a cup with me.”

 

Guan Fusha raised an eyebrow, clearly skeptical of Yan Hong’s explanation. She turned to look at Peach Blossom, her eyes questioning whether Yan Hong’s words were true.

 

Peach Blossom hesitated for a moment before finally shaking her head.

 

If Yan Hong’s earlier words were merely a test of her loyalty to Guan Fusha, and she revealed it now, it might only cause discord between the two.

 

“Very well,” Guan Fusha withdrew her gaze. Though doubts lingered in her heart, she kept them to herself. Her eyes drifted to the empty teacup. “Since you’ve finished your tea, I’ll take my junior sister and leave now.”

 

“Of course,” Yan Hong smiled brightly and personally walked to the door to open it. “Guardians, please.”

 

Guan Fusha gave Yan Hong a meaningful look before taking Peach Blossom’s hand and leaving the Punishment Hall.

 

On the way, Guan Fusha couldn’t help but ask Peach Blossom repeatedly, “Did Yan Hong say anything to you earlier in the Punishment Hall?”

 

“Say what?” Peach Blossom decided to play dumb. “The Hall Master didn’t say anything. She just offered me a cup of tea.”

 

“…Is that so?” Guan Fusha withdrew her gaze and fell silent, as if lost in thought.

 

Peach Blossom stole a glance at her expression and decided to probe further. “By the way, Senior Sister, aren’t you and Hall Master Yan Hong usually on good terms? Has anything happened between you two recently?”

 

Guan Fusha was taken aback, mistakenly thinking Peach Blossom’s question stemmed from jealousy over her relationship with Yan Hong. A secret delight stirred in her heart. She gently tapped Peach Blossom’s nose and chuckled, “What? Are you finally starting to feel jealous?”

 

Peach Blossom: “…”

 

“Yan Hong and I have known each other for many years. We trained in martial arts together since childhood and are as close as sisters. She and our master are like family to me. There’s no other kind of feeling between us,” Guan Fusha explained with a smile.

 

After hearing this, Peach Blossom felt even more convinced of her earlier suspicion.

 

If Yan Hong and Guan Fusha were so close, it was impossible for Yan Hong to have made such a proposal to her. Everything that had happened earlier must have been a test of her loyalty to Guan Fusha.

 

With a weight lifted from her heart, Peach Blossom smiled cheerfully and squeezed Guan Fusha’s hand firmly. “It’s not jealousy at all. Of course, I trust you, Senior Sister. I was just curious about your relationship with Hall Master Yan Hong.”

 

Thinking about how long it had been since she last saw Guan Fusha, Peach Blossom felt happy and mustered the courage to invite her. “Senior Sister, do you have time tonight to come to Peach Garden and have dinner with me?”

 

“Of course,” Guan Fusha’s smile carried a hint of affection. Suddenly, she stopped walking, her expression turning somewhat tense.

 

Peach Blossom stopped as well, looking puzzled. “Senior Sister, what’s wrong?”

 

“Junior Sister, the invitation you just extended… is it a response to my confession last time?” Guan Fusha’s expression was uncharacteristically serious; she truly wanted to hear that exhilarating answer from Taohua’s lips.

 

Taohua froze for a moment, her expression dimming slightly.

 

After this period of cold war, she had already confirmed her own feelings. Without a doubt, she had fallen for Guan Fusha. When they were apart, her thoughts were constantly haunted by her, her heart filled with longing and anxiety, always hoping that Guan Fusha would come to see her today…

 

But so what? Guan Fusha was the female lead in a novel. What if, after the male lead An Xianli appeared, Guan Fusha still fell for him as in the original story? Wouldn’t she just end up with a tragic conclusion?

 

Rather than being abandoned by the one she loved and left to suffer alone in heartbreak, she would rather not start this relationship at all—at least then the pain wouldn’t be as severe.

 

Seeing Taohua’s hesitant expression, Guan Fusha’s heart tightened instantly. “Junior Sister, I know you like me. Since that’s the case, what is there to hesitate about? Shouldn’t two people who love each other be together?”

 

“I…” After a long silence, Taohua finally spoke. “…Senior Sister, can you give me a month? I want to use this month to confirm something.”

 

Guan Fusha’s expression shifted. “Did Yan Hong say something to you?”

 

Taohua shook her head, not understanding why Guan Fusha kept bringing up Yan Hong. “No, it’s just… I just want to confirm something. It’s very important to me! And just as you said, Senior Sister, I do like you. Don’t you know that? Just one month, that’s all I need!”

 

The plot had already begun. The leader of the Beikun Sect had lost a son, and he wouldn’t let it go. Within a few days, the righteous faction would surely take action. By then, when An Xianli came knocking and the two met, she would find out if her worst fears would come true.

 

Guan Fusha fell silent.

 

Taohua grew anxious but couldn’t explain the whole story to Guan Fusha. “Senior Sister, please believe me. Just wait one more month—no, even half a month! If by then you still feel the same way, I will definitely respond to you!”

 

Guan Fusha looked up at Taohua, her eyes filled with complex emotions. After a long pause, she suddenly released Taohua’s hand.

 

Taohua’s heart sank, plummeting straight down.

 

After what felt like an eternity, Guan Fusha finally spoke. “…Alright, I agree. No matter what it is you want to confirm, I just want to tell you one thing: my feelings for you are real.”

 

Seeing the look on Guan Fusha’s face, Taohua suddenly felt a pang of heartache.

 

If her martial arts were as exceptional as Guan Fusha’s, perhaps she would storm the Tianlun Sect directly, beat An Xianli to a pulp, and make sure he never came looking for Guan Fusha again. But the reality was, she was just a weakling who couldn’t even defeat a maid from the Yeshen Sect. If those two truly fell in love, even if she risked her life, she wouldn’t be able to win Guan Fusha back!

 

“Senior Sister…” Taohua looked at Guan Fusha, her heart aching, yet filled with bitterness.

 

“Say no more.” Guan Fusha forced a light laugh. “Didn’t you say you were going back to the Peach Garden for a meal? Let’s go.”

 

Although their hands were joined once more, the sweetness they had felt earlier was gone.

 

The desolate sunset stretched their figures, each lost in their own thoughts, into long, elongated shadows.

 

After dinner, Guan Fusha didn’t linger and returned to Hibiscus Court. Taohua watched her retreating figure, her lips parting slightly, but in the end, she couldn’t bring herself to ask whether Guan Fusha would come to Peach Garden that night to sleep beside her.

 

Left alone in the silent room, Taohua felt an overwhelming emptiness and loneliness. She couldn’t help but reminisce about the days when Guan Fusha had slept by her side, chatting and sharing stories with her.

 

Shaking her head, Taohua refused to dwell on these thoughts any longer. She decided to bathe early and go to bed. Lying flat on the bed, though not yet sleepy, her breathing gradually steadied.

 

Suddenly, she heard faint, rustling sounds outside the door.

 

Whether it was due to the Life-Extending Elixir she had taken or her recent martial arts training, Taohua felt her hearing had become sharper than before.

 

At first, she paid it no mind, assuming it was Xiao Yuan passing by outside. But as she listened more carefully, the footsteps sounded heavy. Xiao Yuan, being a slender and agile martial artist, would never make such loud noises.

 

Realizing the person outside might be a man, Taohua’s eyes snapped open, and her nerves tightened instantly.

 

She strained her ears again and noticed the footsteps were chaotic, suggesting more than one person. Her heart sank at the thought.

 

Whoever could sneak into Peach Garden undetected by Xiao Yuan must possess considerable skill—and there was more than one of them! If she were to confront them, it would be nothing short of suicide. What a fool she was! If she had known this would happen, she should have shamelessly begged Guan Fusha to stay and keep her company!

 

As Taohua racked her brains for a solution, a faint fragrance began to permeate the air. By the time she noticed it, her mind was already growing hazy, her consciousness slipping away.

 

No, she couldn’t afford to faint here!

 

Clamping a hand over her nose and mouth, Taohua staggered out of bed. She shook her head, struggling to stay alert, and her gaze fell upon the long sword resting on the wooden table.

 

A sudden idea flashed in her mind. Stumbling toward the sword, she mustered all her strength to draw it from its sheath and slashed it fiercely across her arm. Blood immediately gushed from the wound. Unable to hold on any longer, Taohua’s eyes closed, and she collapsed to the floor.

 

Hearing the commotion inside the room, the figures outside paused abruptly. One exclaimed in alarm, “Damn! Could she have discovered us?!”

 

The other pressed an ear to the door, listening intently. “It’s quiet now. She must have passed out.”

 

Cautiously, like thieves, they pushed the door open and indeed found Taohua lying unconscious on the floor.

 

One of them produced a rope and moved closer to tie her up, urging the other, “Hurry up. We can’t afford to be discovered.”

 

“Right.”

 

It seemed they had never engaged in kidnapping before, as both of their techniques were rather clumsy. It took an immense effort for them to finally tie Peach Blossom securely. One of them wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and sighed, “Ugh, tying people up is damn exhausting.”

 

The other leaned by the door, peering around cautiously. After confirming no one was nearby, he signaled urgently, “Stop dawdling, hurry up and follow me!”

 

The two quickly dashed to the wall, took a deep breath, and leaped onto the top. They ran swiftly across the rooftops, and soon, the figures of the three vanished into the night.

 

Peach Blossom blinked her eyes. Fortunately, the light in the room wasn’t too bright, and her eyes adjusted quickly.

 

She carefully examined the room. A messy pile of dry firewood was scattered along the wall, cobwebs hung in the corners of the ceiling, and the window was broken and dilapidated. Leaning against a dusty stove, it was clear this was a woodshed. The shed was small, with only one door and one window. The door was likely locked, and as for the window, her slender frame might just barely allow her to squeeze through—provided her hands and feet weren’t bound.

 

Peach Blossom glanced down at herself. Her clothes were intact, but her hands and feet were tightly bound with coarse rope. The wound on her arm had been bandaged and no longer hurt much.

 

Kidnappers who bandaged their captive’s wounds—such behavior could only come from those self-righteous so-called “righteous factions.” It was hard to say whether they were kind-hearted or just severely lacking in intelligence.

 

If she wasn’t mistaken, the ones who kidnapped her were likely from the North Kun Sect. In the original storyline, members of the North Kun Sect had secretly infiltrated the Night God Cult to ambush Guan Fusha but were discovered by her and captured instead. Having already lost his beloved son, the North Kun Sect leader couldn’t bear to lose two more cherished disciples and had no choice but to seek help from the Tianlun Sect.

 

The Tianlun and North Kun Sects had always been on good terms, so the Tianlun Sect readily agreed to assist, dispatching their head disciple, An Xianli, along with other disciples to negotiate with Guan Fusha overnight. It was through this incident that the two of them met, got to know each other, became friends, and eventually fell in love.

 

But instead of ambushing Guan Fusha as planned, why had they ended up kidnapping her? Could the North Kun Sect members be so foolish as to mistake the left and right guardians? If that were the case, Peach Blossom couldn’t help but worry about their intelligence.

 

Just then, the woodshed door suddenly creaked open, and a burly man, roughly 1.8 meters tall with a broad, bear-like build, stepped inside, carrying food. His face was covered in stubble, and his voice was deep and resonant. Noticing Peach Blossom was awake, he exclaimed, “Hey, little girl, you’re finally awake!”

 

Peach Blossom deliberately put on a teary-eyed, pitiful expression and whimpered, “Who are you? Where is this? Did you bring me here? What do you want with me?”

 

Seeing the tears welling up in her eyes, the man panicked as expected. He set down the food and said hurriedly, “Hey, don’t cry! I’m no good at comforting people, so please don’t cry.”

 

“Are you hungry? I brought you some food.” He placed the meal in front of her and couldn’t help grumbling, “Sigh, it’s all my bad luck today. If I hadn’t lost to Second Brother, I wouldn’t have been stuck taking care of a little girl like you.”

 

Peach Blossom had no interest in his complaints. She eyed him warily and asked, “Who are you?”

 

“My name is Hu Hansan,” the burly man replied without looking up as he laid out the dishes one by one.

 

Taohua: “…”

 

What a name… Seriously, couldn’t the author of this story have put a bit more thought into naming the characters? The female supporting character is called Cui Taohua, a random passerby is called Hu Hansan—only the male and female leads have pleasant names. Could the bias be any more obvious?

 

“Here, eat up,” Hu Hansan said, placing the food in front of Taohua.

 

Taohua stretched out her bound hands, and only then did Hu Hansan realize his oversight. He slapped his forehead and exclaimed, “Ah, look at my memory! I completely forgot to untie you.”

 

Taohua began scheming in her mind. Once her hands were free, she might just find an opportunity to escape.

 

No sooner had the thought crossed her mind than Hu Hansan suddenly reached out and sealed her pressure points before untying the ropes. “Little girl, eat quickly once you’re free. I still have to go to the courtyard later to supervise the younger disciples’ training.”

 

After her pressure points were sealed, Taohua could clearly feel the internal energy in her body cease flowing, as if she had reverted to the state before she had taken that longevity-boosting elixir.

 

Damn it all! Weren’t the righteous factions supposed to be kind-hearted and notoriously lacking in intelligence? Why did this guy think to seal her pressure points? What a cunning bastard!

 

Taohua shot Hu Hansan a sidelong glance and picked up her bowl, taking small, distracted bites. Truth be told, she was genuinely hungry. Once she confirmed that Hu Hansan didn’t seem to harbor any ill intentions toward her, she mustered the courage to fish for information. “Brother Hu, why did you bring me to this place? Did you kidnap me for money? It’s useless! My father has many children and doesn’t care about me at all. He won’t pay any ransom.”

 

“Hey, little girl, what do you take me for?” Hu Hansan slammed the ground angrily and stood up. “I, Hu Hansan, am an upright and honorable man, renowned in the martial world for my chivalry. How could I stoop to something as low as kidnapping and extortion?”

 

Taohua rolled her eyes inwardly but deliberately feigned confusion. “If it’s not for money, then… why did you capture me, Brother Hu?”

 

“To lure out Guan Fusha, of course!” Hu Hansan, completely unaware that Taohua was fishing for information, blurted everything out. “You’re Guan Fusha’s junior sister. She values you so much—she’ll definitely come to rescue you. Once she does, we just need to set a trap. Hehehe, then we’ll catch her like a turtle in a jar!”

 

Taohua’s heart sank. So that was their plan!

 

Indeed, capturing a weakling like her was far easier than launching a night assault on Guan Fusha. With a hostage in hand, their chances of successfully exacting revenge would also increase. But were the members of the Beikun Sect really this clever? She distinctly remembered that in the original story, this group was quite foolish, which was why they came up with the suicidal idea of a night attack on Guan Fusha in the first place.

 

Changing the subject, Hu Hansan grew curious about Taohua. “Little girl, from what you said earlier, it seems your family background isn’t bad. If you’re not forced by circumstances, why did you join a heretical sect like the Night God Cult? Don’t you know they’re a bunch of wicked villains who stop at nothing?”

 

He couldn’t help but feel that this young girl didn’t seem like a bad person. She was probably sweet-talked and deceived by the despicable members of the Night God Cult, leading her astray by mistake.