What the hell was going on? What on earth was going on here?
Guan Fusha was the heroine! Her male lead was still stuck in Tianlun Sect, waiting miserably for his turn to appear! How could she kiss her? And kiss her so lingeringly on top of that…
The moment Taohua recalled that kiss, her face went up in flames.
It was her first time kissing someone… cough, cough—first time kissing a woman. Pah, pah, pah, that wasn’t the point at all!
A perfectly good female lead—how could she just bend like that?!
Taohua felt like she was going to lose her mind. Damn it, the heroine’s bent—what was going to happen to the rest of the plot now?
By this point, Taohua had completely forgotten what happened back on Duanqing Cliff. Her head was filled with nothing but that kiss—vivid sensation, familiar body scent, madly pounding heartbeat, scorching heat…
It was clearly just a simple touch of lips, so why did it feel so charged and seductive in her memory?
Taohua’s face burned even hotter. She flusteredly used her wide sleeve to cover her feverish cheeks, not wanting Guan Fusha to see how shy she looked right now.
“Junior Sister?”
Guan Fusha carefully studied Taohua’s expression. Just a moment ago it had been shifting like a seven-colored rainbow, now she was hiding behind her sleeve and deliberately dodging her gaze…
Guan Fusha’s heart was in chaos. Junior Sister… Taohua… could it be she hated her now?
“I-I’m fine.”
Taohua took a deep breath, trying her best to calm down, but her lightly trembling hands still betrayed how nervous she was.
“Senior Sister, why did you… why did you do that to me…”
Guan Fusha froze, then gave a couple of fake coughs, lifting a hand to cover her face as it slowly heated again. Her junior clearly already knew how she felt—why insist on making her say it out loud?
Having made up her mind, she took Taohua’s soft hands and wrapped them tightly in her own, speaking in a low voice.
“Do you still remember what you asked me just now?”
Taohua’s brain had been blasted to pieces by that kiss. How could she remember any question?
Guan Fusha continued, “You asked if I would treat you the way I treated Mo Tu. My answer is, no.
I only want to promise you this: from today onward, I’ll be good to you, I’ll protect you, I want… to stay with you for the rest of my life.”
When she finished, Guan Fusha stared straight into Taohua’s eyes, heart pounding wildly as she waited for her answer.
Meeting Guan Fusha’s earnest gaze without warning, Taohua’s heart skipped a beat, a warm current sliding through her chest.
She knew how heavy that promise was. Precisely because she understood, she couldn’t answer lightly.
The male lead ending up with the female lead was basically the law of most novels. Even if she hadn’t read to the end, she could still guess the ending.
At that thought, Taohua couldn’t help lowering her eyes.
At least until she figured out whether this surge in her chest was love or just pure dependence, she had no way to answer that question.
Seeing Taohua remain silent for so long, Guan Fusha felt a twinge of disappointment, but she could also understand.
A confession from one woman to another—most girls would find that hard to accept.
In the suffocating quiet, even a second felt endlessly long.
After a long time, Taohua finally spoke.
“Senior Sister, are you sure the way you like me isn’t sisterly affection, but… that kind of like? Have you thought about this—if, in the future, a man appeared, handsome and imposing, skilled in both pen and sword, who treats you with gentle care and meticulous devotion… would you end up falling for him…”
Guan Fusha pressed a slender index finger to Taohua’s lips, cutting her off. The corners of her mouth curved up in a faint smile.
“In front of me there’s a girl whose every frown and smile tugs at my heartstrings. She haunts my dreams, leaves me no time to appreciate any other scenery.
Even if, someday, the best man in the world stood before me, I still wouldn’t see him.”
Taohua blinked, stunned, her face flushing even redder.
Lines this sweet—they were cavities-instantly sweet. Even before she transmigrated, she’d never heard anything like this! Had Guan Fusha’s personality always been this good at flirting with girls?
“Junior Sister…”
Guan Fusha lowered her head to look straight at the person in her arms, her tone edged with urgency, burning with the need to hear Taohua’s answer.
“I…I… Senior Sister…”
Taohua was so embarrassed she wanted to dig a hole in the ground and bury herself. She didn’t even dare look Guan Fusha in the eyes. She stammered so badly she couldn’t form a complete sentence.
“Protector!”
Just then, Xiaozhu, who had been searching everywhere for Taohua, finally spotted the two of them and hurried over.
Hearing the voice, Taohua instantly wriggled out of Guan Fusha’s arms, subtly pushing her away. She fussed with her slightly messy hair, looking every bit like someone with a guilty conscience.
The sudden emptiness in her arms left Guan Fusha faintly disappointed. She glanced up at Taohua’s flustered expression and could only comfort herself: her confession had been too abrupt; Taohua just wasn’t mentally prepared yet, that was why she was so flustered.
Xiaozhu quickly stepped forward, bowed slightly, and said respectfully, “This servant greets the two Protectors.”
“Mm.”
Guan Fusha nodded for Xiaozhu to rise, her expression back to its usual composed calm.
“What brings you here in such a hurry?”
Only after being asked did Xiaozhu remember to explain why she’d come.
“This servant waited in the peach garden for a long time, but Protector never returned. I was worried something unexpected might have happened, so I went out to look for you.”
Only then did Taohua remember she really had been out for a long time today and hadn’t said anything to Xiaozhu. No wonder the girl was worried.
Looking embarrassed, Taohua said, “Just now, Senior Sister and I left the training grounds for a while, and I forgot to tell you. I’m really sorry.”
“No, no, no, this servant would never dare blame Protector.”
Xiaozhu frantically waved her hands at Taohua, flustered by the favor.
“This servant was only worried about Protector’s safety, that’s all.”
Having someone worry about her like that felt genuinely warm.
Taohua gave her a bright smile.
“Thank you. Sorry to have made you worry.”
Watching the interaction between the two, Guan Fusha felt sour inside. Her junior had just been desperately avoiding her eyes, yet now she was smiling like that at someone else…
How long had they even known each other? Since when had they become this close?
Her gaze kept drifting back and forth between them, as if she wanted to see right through both of them. Her face still wore an elegant smile, but inside her heart was sizzling with jealousy.
Xiaozhu also felt that near-smoking-hot stare from Guan Fusha and looked utterly innocent.
She’d only been here for half a cup of tea at most, and she hadn’t done a single thing to offend the Right Protector. So why was the Right Protector staring at her like she’d killed her parents and they could never share the same sky?
