Re-Conquering the Crazy/Obsessive Female Lead [Quick Transmigration] - Chapter 2

Instead of being driven mad, why not happily fall in love together.

The tearing sensation of the body and soul separating suddenly vanished, replaced by a wave of dizziness that lasted for about three minutes.

Chi Xueying lay flat on the soft, large bed, a layer of fine sweat beads seeping from her tender, pale forehead. Her eyes were tightly shut, her long lashes occasionally fluttering, and she repeated the same phrase in her sleep talk.

“Snake… there’s a snake…”

The pair of eyeballs beneath her thin eyelids shifted left and right, and the next second, she abruptly opened a pair of clear, brown eyes.

Chi Xueying breathed softly, her shapely bust rising and falling continuously.

The first thing she saw was a pure white ceiling, and beneath her were soft pink sheets and a duvet cover. The room was decorated in a very feminine style, and on the windowsill, there was an unknown orchid. Its long, slender green leaves stretched out in all directions, and a shy, pale green bud peeked out, seemingly sniffing the sunlight.

This was the first world Chi Xueying had transmigrated into. Her identity in this world was that of a maid, and her persona was one of absolute “loyal dog.” Furthermore, Chi Xueying’s name in every world was the same as her original name.

System 05: [The main system has been upgraded, saving the trouble of having to choose a new name for every world.]

The target for this mission was the manor’s young mistress Wei Jing.

Wei Jing, a traditionally born, silver-spoon-in-mouth wealthy heiress who had never lifted a finger. Not only was her background excellent and her education high, but she also possessed a beautiful and captivating appearance, perfectly embodying the definition of a beautiful, rich, and educated woman.

In reality, the target in every world looked the same, but their identities were different, and their personalities varied greatly.

Just as Chi Xueying’s thoughts were running wild, a sound of approaching footsteps suddenly rang out from outside the bedroom door. Following that, a young girl’s voice came through the door.

“Xueying, are you awake? I brought you something to eat.”

Chi Xueying moved her body, and a distinct pain radiated from her calf. After a pause, Chi Xueying forced herself to sit up, turning her head to look at her left calf.

She saw a circle of sterile gauze wrapped around her slender, pale calf.

Memories flooded back like a tide.

Chi Xueying remembered that she had been bitten by a snake when she transmigrated the night before. She immediately performed emergency treatment, then dragged her injured leg forward with difficulty, finally fainting at the manor’s main gate.

Outside the door, the girl’s voice came again.

“Xueying!”

It was Fang Min’s voice; Chi Xueying recognized it immediately. Fang Min was also a maid at the manor, and the two were very good friends.

Chi Xueying stretched her neck toward the bedroom door and raised her voice slightly in response, “I’m awake!”

“Come in.”

The door was pushed open from the outside.

The person who entered was a young girl with a cute appearance. She was wearing a complete black-and-white maid’s uniform: a black long-sleeved dress with a white ruffled apron tied over it, the hem of the skirt reaching just above the knee. A pair of straight, slender long legs were visible below the apron, paired with white suspender stockings and black round-toe leather shoes.

The girl’s black hair was tied back in a low ponytail, and she wore a white Katusha headband.

There were ten maids in the manor in total, all young and pretty, each responsible for a different area. Among them, Chi Xueying and Fang Min were the young mistress’s personal maids, responsible for looking after her daily life.

In every world Chi Xueying transmigrated into, the mission target was lesbian, with a female sexual orientation. Fortunately, she herself was naturally attracted to women.

Crucially, the mission target was also a stunning beauty with an inherently seductive charm. Her ability to resist being swayed by the beauty entirely depended on her firm professional ethics.

Chi Xueying knew clearly in her heart that she was just a transmigrator doing missions to accumulate points; she didn’t belong to any of these worlds. Once she had saved enough points, she could return to her original world and continue her acting career, pursuing the profession she loved.

She wanted to act for the rest of her life.

“Xueying? Are you spacing out again?” Fang Min sat on the edge of the bed and waved her hand in front of Chi Xueying’s eyes.

“Hmm? What did you just say?” Chi Xueying snapped back to attention and offered a faint smile to her friend.

“I said, where have you been for the past three years?” Fang Min repeated with a slower pace.

“Minmin, I have my reasons… I can’t tell you.” Chi Xueying looked at Fang Min with slightly red rimmed eyes, portraying the feeling of being involuntarily constrained to the fullest.

“Then don’t say it, okay~” Fang Min was slightly stunned, and her internal worry was immediately replaced by heartache.

That’s right! As long as the person is back safely, why bother with so many questions?

Before Chi Xueying could say anything else, her stomach responded for her first, letting out a “gurgling” sound.

“Here! Hurry and drink this bowl of porridge.” Fang Min remembered her purpose for coming and quickly picked up the bowl of porridge from the tray.

“You’ve been unconscious for a whole day, you almost worried me to death.”

“Minmin, it’s all my fault for making you worry.” Chi Xueying took the white porcelain bowl that Fang Min handed her with both hands, looking at her with an expression full of guilt.

“Stop talking and hurry up and eat.”

“Okay.”

Chi Xueying held the white porcelain bowl in one hand and a small spoon in the other, scooping up a spoonful of vegetable and lean meat porridge to eat, while glancing out the window with her peripheral vision.

Outside the small window, the night was deep, and the brilliant Milky Way dotted the boundless universe.

In the vast, quiet study, a faint, elegant scent of ink floated in the air.

Under the bright moonlight, a woman in simple, plain loungewear stood tall in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, her long, dark, smooth hair draped down her back.

The woman slightly lowered her cool, pale eyelids, and her long, feathery lashes covered her eyes, concealing the emotions within.

“She’s awake?”

“Yes, Miss.” Fang Min stood two meters away from her young mistress, her hands clasped flat against her abdomen.

“Did she eat anything?”

“She drank a bowl of porridge.”

“You may go.”

“Yes, Miss.”

The maid’s footsteps gradually faded, finally disappearing into the long corridor.

After a long while, the woman was still looking at the bright moon outside the window. A warmth continuously welled up in her eyes, and her eye sockets gradually became moist. Her dense, slender eyelashes were dampened by tears, becoming a little heavy.

What exactly was she looking for her for like a madwoman these past three years? Why, when the person had returned on their own, was she afraid to see her?

Wei Jing knew well what the consequence of the two of them being completely together would be.

However, the ambiguous way the two of them used to interact could no longer satisfy her. Her craving for Chi Xueying grew uncontrollably like a vine; she longed to completely possess the other person’s emotions and body.

Wei Jing could no longer hold back! Otherwise, she would eventually go mad! The initial sparks had already ignited into a roaring inferno, the fire spreading to an uncontrollable degree.

Instead of being driven mad, why not happily fall in love together.

Or perhaps, they could just descend to hell together.