The Cannon Fodder Supporting Female Character is Still Alive Today - Chapter 20

Chapter 20: Kiss on the Cheek

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Bai Yao sat on a wooden stool, facing a bronze mirror framed with delicate carvings.

The man standing behind Bai Yao placed his hands by her temples, then moved to her face, meticulously affixing a peach blossom huadian (forehead decoration) onto her brow center.

After admiring his masterpiece, the man clapped his hands in praise and, using a high-pitched, sharp voice, exclaimed, “Ah, it’s simply too perfect.”

Bai Yao lifted her eyes and expressionlessly looked at the man in front of her, who was “cloaked in colorful clouds.”

Oh. Please note, “cloaked in colorful clouds” is not a compliment.

It is simply because the man was draped with various strangely colored fabrics, and even his head was wrapped in several layers of oddly colored silk scarves.

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On closer inspection, it wasn’t even a cloak of colorful clouds.

He was the colorful clouds personified.

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The Third Master of Black Cloud Fortress, Gu Sanmei.

In For the Prince, For the Phoenix, this character didn’t appear often, but he still left a deep impression on Bai Yao.

This trendsetter, who was always at the forefront of fashion, pursued beauty throughout his life. His only request before he died was to fix his hairstyle.

At this moment, Gu Sanmei admired Bai Yao, who he had just finished applying exquisite makeup to, his face overflowing with unconcealed joy. “Real young girls are still much cuter!”

He then glanced at Su Mubai, who hadn’t been disguised yet, and said to Bai Yao, “To reject such a beautiful sister, that stinky man Hu Jiu really has no taste.”

Su Mubai: “…”

Bai Yao smiled: “Sister is right.”

Gu Sanmei, the Third Master of Black Cloud Fortress, was a man whose dream was to become a beautiful woman. Hearing Bai Yao address him as “sister” without any hesitation, Gu Sanmei immediately beamed with delight and said, “Call me that again!”

Bai Yao called out affectionately: “Sister.”

Gu Sanmei covered his mouth and laughed. Then he clapped his hands, and a maid entered from outside, holding a dress that already looked gorgeous even though it hadn’t been unfolded.

Gu Sanmei said, “Go put on the clothes I prepared for you.”

His mood was good, and his attitude towards Bai Yao improved significantly: “Don’t worry, sister. Our Fourth Master is a talented gentleman and won’t mistreat you.”

Reaching out to push Su Mubai, who was trying to stand up and resist for her, back into his seat, Bai Yao nodded at Gu Sanmei, picked up the clothes calmly, and walked out the door.

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Alone in the room, Bai Yao pondered how to escape while putting on the dress.

One thing Bai Yao was certain of:

Luo Qi would definitely come to save her.

But precisely because she knew this, Bai Yao was even more worried.

As an old bandits’ den, the Black Cloud Fortress had a complete defense system. In the original book, it took Luo Qi and Su Mubai, armed with the Second Master Hu Jiu’s token, a good while to navigate through the defenses.

If Luo Qi, who had lost her internal energy, tried to force her way in from outside the fortress, it would be like hitting a rock with an egg.

Recalling how Luo Qi had been injured for her during the confrontation with Qin Dexuan, Bai Yao made a firm decision.

She couldn’t let Luo Qi get hurt trying to storm the fortress.

So, she had to run out and meet Luo Qi as soon as possible. The earlier, the better.

The Second Master’s route was a dead end, but the fortress didn’t only have the Second Master’s clearance token.

With this thought, Bai Yao quietly walked to the side, pushed open the back window, and climbed out.

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Crouching low and weaving through the grass, Bai Yao desperately tried to recall the book’s description.

Passing through the east side of Gu Sanmei’s courtyard and entering a small courtyard filled with emerald bamboo, Bai Yao was about to sneak towards the central room when a voice came from the courtyard entrance: “Who’s there?”

Bai Yao swiftly stood up, raised her hands, and slowly replied, “Me.”

A young-looking bandit in gray walked over, looked at Bai Yao’s face, and said, “Who are you? You look unfamiliar.”

Bai Yao’s expression was normal, and she smiled, “I only came with the Third Master today.”

The bandit in gray said, “Oh, so that’s it. You can go then.”

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Heh.

Did you think the plot would progress so smoothly?

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When the young bandit locked her hands behind her back, the expression on Bai Yao’s face was unchanged, and her heart was completely calm.

Fine.

Nice.

Okay.

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Bullshit!

It’s not okay at all! My arm is about to be twisted off, alright?!

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The bandit in gray pressed Bai Yao against the wall and said, “Who are you trying to fool? I was the one who escorted the Third Master back. Why haven’t I seen you?”

The posture of having her arm pinned back was truly inhumane. Bai Yao could even hear her joints clicking a few times.

The bandit in gray leaned closer to her and smiled, “You smell good.”

The hot air mixed with a strange scent puffed onto her neck, instantly raising a wave of disgusting goosebumps on Bai Yao’s skin.

Feeling the man’s hand touching her lower back, Bai Yao’s alarm bells rang loudly. She urgently said, “Don’t touch me! I was captured today and brought back to the fortress. The Third Master is going to present me to the Fourth Master later!”

Hearing this, the bandit’s movement paused. However, a warm breeze blew into the courtyard, carrying the fragrance of the woman in front of him, making his head spin momentarily.

“Who cares who you’re being sent to? Our Master wouldn’t punish me over some outside woman!”

As he spoke, the bandit in gray flipped Bai Yao over, seizing both of her hands with one hand while the other pinched her cheek, apparently intending to force a kiss.

Bai Yao’s cheeks were pinched painfully, but she couldn’t break free from his grip. In the darkness, the fear of potential violation was amplified to the extreme.

Just as the man’s face was about to press onto hers, in the nick of time, a hand swiftly descended and chopped the back of the bandit’s neck.

According to film and television dramas, one should drag the unconscious person’s body and gently lower them to the ground to minimize noise. However, the person who struck the blow seemed utterly unconcerned, immediately following up with an extremely forceful kick that sent the man flying several meters away.

Temporarily saved, Bai Yao leaned tightly against the cold stone wall behind her and saw a man with a half-mask covering his face, who looked distinctly foreign.

Still in shock, Bai Yao subconsciously wanted to run again, but the foreign-looking man reached out to stop her and quickly removed the mask from his face.

A familiar face appeared before her, and the person said gently, “Yao Yao, don’t be afraid, it’s me.”

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Seeing Luo Qi in this situation, Bai Yao’s psychological defense completely collapsed. She immediately burst into uncontrollable tears.

Luo Qi took the suddenly weeping Bai Yao into her arms. Feeling Bai Yao tremble, an intense emotion she had never felt before surged in her heart.

Luo Qi looked sideways at the man she had just kicked several meters away and coldly raised her hand to grasp the sword on her lower back.

However, a soft, yielding hand sought her out and tightly embraced her waist.

Luo Qi’s movement paused. She released her sword and embraced Bai Yao again, her voice holding an unconscious tenderness: “Yao Yao, I’m here. It’s alright, don’t be afraid.”

Bai Yao, who had been crying for a while, lifted her head from Luo Qi’s embrace and said incoherently, “He, he touched my face. I, I’m dirty, I’m dirty!”

Luo Qi lowered her head, gazing at Bai Yao’s face.

Under the moonlight, Bai Yao’s tear tracks shimmered faintly on her cheeks like silver, and the tears in her eyes made her already clear eyes shine even brighter.

It was then that Luo Qi noticed that, unlike her usual elegant appearance, Bai Yao had carefully applied makeup. The peach blossom huadian on her brow reflected the finely drawn red lines at the corners of her eyes, creating a dangerously alluring beauty.

In Luo Qi’s memory, Bai Yao was lovely and charming, and her looks were noticeable, if not stunning. Now, with a little refinement, she possessed a breathtaking beauty Luo Qi had never seen before.

Luo Qi gazed at Bai Yao like this. After a brief silence, she lowered her head slightly, bending down.

The next second, soft, warm lips lightly covered Bai Yao’s cheek.

After a moment, Luo Qi lifted her head, looked at the stunned Bai Yao, and said with certainty, “It’s not dirty anymore.”

Bai Yao looked up at Luo Qi. It was dark here, but Luo Qi’s eyes were exceptionally bright, as if shattered stars had gathered in one place, forming a dazzling sea of stars.

Luo Qi asked, “Yao Yao, do you feel better?”

Bai Yao stared at that sea of stars and said in a daze, “N-no.”

Then Bai Yao saw waves rise from the depths of that sea of stars, enveloping her inch by inch.

Holding Bai Yao closer with one arm, Luo Qi leaned in again and kissed Bai Yao’s other cheek.