Hold Tight to the Female Lead's Thigh [Transmigration GL] - Episode 43

After a moment of contemplation, Taohua looked up helplessly at A’Tian. “Actually, I can’t figure it out either. If Yan Hong really colluded with the Beikun Sect, there’s no reason for her to stand by and watch the Tianlun Sect take me away. If she wasn’t collaborating with the Beikun Sect, why didn’t she help me escape that day? Instead, she hurt me.”

“Indeed, no matter how you look at it, this matter is very strange.” A’Tian nodded in agreement, then suddenly remembered something and added, “But the Hall Master has always been unpredictable, acting entirely on her whims. It’s truly difficult for us to fathom her thoughts.”

“…Mm.” Taohua lowered her head in thought, then said, “If that’s the case, then it’s even harder for us to determine her intentions.”

A’Tian bit her lip, her expression darkening once more. “It’s all my fault for causing so much trouble for both Guardians.”

Taohua sighed inwardly. Honestly, given her current relationship with Guan Fusha, A’Tian could be considered her love rival. Add Yan Hong, whose position was unclear, and the relationships between them were more tangled than a melodramatic soap opera.

It was all Guan Fusha’s fault. With her dangerously charming face, flirting left and right, attracting both men and women! Now she had a whole crowd of love rivals, and who knew how many more would show up in the future? Just thinking about it made her want to curse.

At that moment, Guan Fusha, who had just left the Tianlun Sect, suddenly sneezed. She rubbed her itchy nose and unconsciously glanced in the direction where Taohua was.

Huh? Could it be that her junior sister was missing her?

“Guardian…” Seeing Taohua suddenly clenching her teeth with a furious expression, A’Tian called out timidly.

“Ah, it’s nothing. I was just distracted for a moment.” Taohua gave her an apologetic smile, then returned to the main topic. “Actually, regarding Yan Hong, I’ve thought of two possibilities.”

A’Tian immediately grew nervous and asked, “What are they?”

“First, Yan Hong wasn’t colluding with the Beikun Sect but with the entire White Path Alliance. They staged a show to make us think the Beikun Sect and the Tianlun Sect had a falling out, so I would bring this false information back to Senior Sister. If Yan Hong denies it, Senior Sister would be caught in a dilemma of not knowing whom to trust, giving the White Path Alliance an opportunity to exploit the situation.”

After a pause, Taohua continued, “Second, Yan Hong wasn’t colluding with anyone. The person I saw in the tree that day wasn’t her but someone deliberately disguised as her to mislead me, or perhaps there was some other intention.”

After hearing this, A’Tian fell into deep thought.

How she wished the Guardian’s second speculation were true, but if the first one was the reality.

Observing her expression, Taohua cautiously asked, “A’Tian, if I said I want to tell Senior Sister everything, would you mind?”

“Tell the Right Guardian?!” A’Tian’s eyes widened in shock, then she lowered her head, clearly struggling with the decision.

“Yes.” Taohua nodded, trying hard to persuade her. “A’Tian, think about it carefully. Whether Yan Hong really colluded with outsiders or someone is deliberately framing her, I must tell Senior Sister everything so she can be on guard.”

“This…” A’Tian’s face showed hesitation. Regardless of whether the Hall Master had betrayed the Guardian, once these words were spoken, the relationship between the two could never return to what it was before.

“A’Tian…”

Just as Taohua furrowed her brows slightly and was about to continue persuading her, the door suddenly opened with a sound, interrupting her words.

“Junior Sister, I’m back.” The first thing Guan Fusha did upon entering the room was to look for Taohua, her eyes curved into a smile.

“Senior Sister, why are you back so soon?” Taohua was somewhat surprised. Given how hurriedly she had rushed out earlier, she had thought it would take at least half a day to resolve the matter. How could she be back so quickly?

“Everything is settled. If I didn’t come back, would I really stay at the Tianlun Sect for good?” Guan Fusha joked with her.

Taohua wasn’t in the mood for jokes. As soon as her gaze shifted to A’Tian, the latter suddenly stood up and bowed to Guan Fusha. “Greetings, Guardian. This servant will take her leave now and not disturb the two Guardians.”

Not expecting A’Tian to seize the opportunity to leave, Taohua was about to stand and stop her when Guan Fusha instructed A’Tian, “A’Tian, pack our things. We’re setting off back to the sect.”

“This servant will go prepare right away.” A’Tian turned and left the room, closing the door behind them.

Guan Fusha naturally sat down beside Taohua and asked with a smile, “Junior Sister, were you missing me just now?”

Taohua looked puzzled, not understanding why she was suddenly asking this.

Guan Fusha’s smile widened as she reached out and pulled Taohua into her embrace. “When I was on my way back, I suddenly sneezed. It must have been because you were missing me.”

Taohua couldn’t help but laugh at this, gently pinching Guan Fusha’s nose and chiding, “Superstitious.”

“I’m not superstitious,” Guan Fusha retorted, suddenly laying Taohua down on the bed, startling her. She held Taohua’s hands to keep her from moving and rubbed her nose against Taohua’s. “You were missing me, and you won’t admit it.”

The intimate gesture made Taohua’s face flush. She turned her head away and muttered softly, “And you say that, after causing me so much trouble.”

“Hmm? What did you say?” Guan Fusha pressed her ear to Taohua’s lips. “I didn’t hear clearly.”

Taohua had no intention of repeating those words. She struggled deliberately and said, “Senior Sister, get up already. Aren’t we supposed to be preparing to return to the sect?”

“That’s the plan.” Guan Fusha planted a kiss on her cheek before sitting up and pulling Taohua to her feet.

“By the way, Senior Sister, I have something to tell you.” Taohua decided not to continue joking, as the matter regarding Yan Hong was important.

“What is it?” Guan Fusha smoothed Taohua’s disheveled hair and asked with a smile.

“It’s about…”

“Guardian, the carriage is ready.”

Just as Taohua was about to bring up Yan Hong’s matter, she was interrupted by A’Tian’s words. The timing couldn’t have been more perfect.

“Understood.” Guan Fusha responded to A’Tian.

“Let’s go. We can talk on the carriage.” She reached out her hand to help Taohua up.

Taohua opened her mouth but ultimately decided to let it go. It wasn’t urgent anyway. “Alright.”

The two left the room, where A’Tian was waiting with her head bowed respectfully.

Peach Blossom deliberately shot a glance at A’Tian, but she pretended not to notice and averted her gaze, quickly stepping up to the carriage and respectfully opening the door for the two of them.

“Your humble servant greets the Guardian,” Peach Blossom said as she approached the carriage, only then recognizing that the driver was Xiao Yuan.

Guan Fusha responded indifferently and reached out to help Peach Blossom into the carriage, her full attention focused on her. “Be careful.”

Once the two were seated inside, the carriage slowly began to move.

The passing breeze lifted the carriage’s curtain, and Peach Blossom gazed at the scenery outside the window, suddenly pausing as the events of the past two days flashed through her mind like a revolving lantern. For some reason, a strange feeling welled up in her heart. It was reminiscent of waiting at the train station during summer break in college, eager to return home, a mix of longing, excitement, and the slight trepidation of nearing home…

Wait! Could it be that she had already come to regard the Night God Sect as her home?!

Noticing Peach Blossom staring blankly out the window, Guan Fusha couldn’t help but wave a hand in front of her face. “Junior Sister, what are you thinking about?”

Peach Blossom withdrew her gaze and smiled faintly. “Probably, I’m thinking of Peach Garden.”

Hearing this, Guan Fusha pouted unhappily and accused, “You’d rather think of Peach Garden than me.”

Peach Blossom was amused by her expression and covered her mouth with a hand to stifle a laugh.

Leaning back against the soft cushion, a hint of mischief flickered in Guan Fusha’s eyes. “But Junior Sister really should be thinking about it, because for a long time to come, you probably won’t be seeing it.”

“Why?” Peach Blossom stopped laughing, her face full of confusion.

“Hmm~” Guan Fusha shifted her gaze out the window. “I wonder why~”

Peach Blossom’s curiosity was instantly piqued. She leaned closer to Guan Fusha and asked, “Senior Sister, tell me, please.”

“You really want to know?” Guan Fusha looked at her, a triumphant glint flashing in her eyes.