When the Female Lead Becomes Obsessive – Chapter 147

Volume Seven: The Years I Was a General

To Please

Taiyi Li, in order to save his own life, gathered everyone in the Taiyi Hall¹ to study a treatment method for Gu Wen Nuan’s internal injuries.

They finally developed a medicinal prescription that could treat the worsening of Gu Wen Nuan’s internal injuries. In the later stages, they would use two types of medicinal soups, “Heart Protecting Soup”² and “Soul Nurturing Powder”³, to recuperate Gu Wen Nuan’s already broken body.

Wen Nuan was unconscious for three days. By the time she had some awareness, she felt a bitter medicinal soup being poured into her mouth. The medicinal liquid was so bitter it felt as if it could make one vomit out all their internal organs.

Her brows furrowed tightly. Relying on the resistant consciousness in her mind, she tightly closed her lips and teeth, not wanting to drink this nauseatingly bitter medicine again.

Xiao Chuyu was halfway through feeding her when she found she could not feed her anymore. She saw Wen Nuan’s brows furrowed tightly, her lips sealed shut, and the expression on her face looked very pained.

Seeing that half of the medicinal soup in the bowl was still unfinished, she fed her another spoonful, but the result was that none of it entered Wen Nuan’s mouth and all of it flowed onto the bed, soaking the bedding.

Left with no choice, Xiao Chuyu took a mouthful herself, but was so stimulated by the bitter medicinal soup that her own brows furrowed tightly. She could not help but give a bitter smile.

No wonder she did not want to drink it; it turned out she found it too bitter.

She pinched Gu Wen Nuan’s chin, covered her lips with her own, and pried open Wen Nuan’s tightly closed lips and teeth with the tip of her tongue, passing the medicinal liquid over.

Even if it was bitter, she had to make her drink it down. After all, good medicine that tastes bitter is beneficial for the illness⁴.

Wen Nuan felt the softness in her mouth. Although the medicinal liquid was incomparably bitter, it carried a trace of sweetness. She latched onto that trace of sweetness and would not let go, as if wanting to dispel all the bitterness in her mouth.

Xiao Chuyu’s tongue tip was held by Wen Nuan. Thinking that there was still half a bowl of medicine left to feed, she helplessly bit her lip.

Wen Nuan felt a sharp pain and her lips parted. Xiao Chuyu took the opportunity to escape, took another mouthful of medicine, and passed it over. Afraid that Wen Nuan would act as she had before, she deliberately held Wen Nuan’s jaw, making it impossible for her to close her mouth.

After Xiao Chuyu had finished feeding all the medicinal liquid, she looked at Wen Nuan’s expression again. Because the soup was too bitter, her originally pale face seemed to have turned greenish-blue.

The corners of Xiao Chuyu’s mouth turned up. She wiped the medicinal liquid from the corner of her mouth with her fingertip and let out a low laugh: “Serves you right.”

Yuan Qi stood to the side, with eyes watching his nose and nose watching his heart⁵, deliberately ignoring the actions Xiao Chuyu had just performed on Gu Wen Nuan.

“Next time the medicine is boiled, remember to bring a plate of Snow Lotus Candied Fruit⁶.”

Yuan Qi understood in his heart. He took the medicine bowl, “Nuo.”

Snow Lotus Candied Fruit was made from Tianshan Snow Lotus⁷. A single piece was worth a thousand pieces of gold. It was a tribute specially presented by the Ancient Wan Kingdom⁸ after hearing that Her Majesty the Empress of the Ming’an Kingdom liked to eat sweets.

Xiao Chuyu looked at her furrowed brows and raised a hand to gently smooth them.

Wen Nuan was so overcome by the bitterness that she opened her eyes. Seeing Xiao Chuyu smoothing the crease between her brows for her, her gaze flickered.

Xiao Chuyu did not expect Gu Wen Nuan to suddenly open her eyes. Her fingertips paused. Just as she was about to withdraw her hand, her wrist was seized by Wen Nuan.

“Let go.”

Xiao Chuyu felt a sense of shame, like being caught red-handed doing something bad.

Wen Nuan caressed her slender wrist, the bitterness in her mouth lingering, “What did Your Majesty⁹ give this guilty subject¹⁰ to drink?”

Xiao Chuyu said deliberately: “A gut-piercing poison.”

Wen Nuan pouted, pulled Xiao Chuyu down in one motion, and kissed her lips fiercely.

Then, she explored more deeply.

“Then shall Your Majesty also have a taste together?” The tip of her tongue easily probed in, only to taste the familiar bitterness.

Wen Nuan realized what the sweetness she had latched onto just now was.

She licked Xiao Chuyu’s lips and looked at her flustered eyes, “This guilty subject was unconscious. How did Your Majesty feed this guilty subject the medicine?”

Xiao Chuyu propped her hands on either side of Wen Nuan, her eyes flickering, “Once the jaw is dislocated, can’t it be fed then?”

Wen Nuan pouted and said: “Your Majesty is truly ruthless.”

Xiao Chuyu looked at her slightly flushed cheeks and breathed a sigh of relief in her heart. The hand on the back of her neck was still faintly pressing her down. She said in a cold voice: “If you don’t let go, Zhen can do something even more ruthless.”

“Then this guilty subject is truly so scared.” Wen Nuan let go of Xiao Chuyu. Right now, she did not have the strength to mess with Xiao Chuyu, lest she be knocked unconscious by her again.

When Xiao Chuyu saw Wen Nuan let go of her, a faint sense of loss rose in her heart.

“You have times when you’re scared?”

“I do.”

Xiao Chuyu paused, “Then what are you afraid of?”

Wen Nuan looked at Xiao Chuyu, then lowered her eyes and said nothing.

“Why aren’t you speaking?” She saw an emotion she could not understand suddenly appear in Wen Nuan’s eyes. The overly heavy emotion made it a bit hard for her to breathe.

“Or are you trying to coax Zhen again?”

Wen Nuan sighed: “Chuchu, I’m a little uncomfortable.”

When Xiao Chuyu heard Wen Nuan call her by her pet name¹¹, her expression froze for a moment: “…It hurts again?”

“My heart hurts,” Wen Nuan pulled her hand and placed it on her chest, saying in a cheap and flirty way, “Why don’t you help me rub it?”

A trace of humiliation from being tricked flashed across Xiao Chuyu’s face. She snatched her hand back and said fiercely: “Then just hurt to death.”

She couldn’t be bothered with the overly glib-tongued Gu Wen Nuan at this moment. Seeing that her qi and blood¹² had improved a lot, Xiao Chuyu also felt at ease to go to the outer hall to review memorials.

These past few days, in order to look after Gu Wen Nuan, she had Yuan Qi move all the memorials to the Zhong Ming Hall¹³ for her to review.

The outer hall and the inner hall were only separated by a pearl curtain and a light gauze. The wind blowing in from the window lifted the light gauze, allowing Wen Nuan to see Xiao Chuyu just by lying prone on the bed.

Even though Xiao Chuyu was sitting on a chair, she could still see her slender waist, as delicate as a length of white silk. Her skin was as white as snow, her neck was long and slender, and the line of her jaw was graceful.

A few strands of black hair scattered at her temples were lifted by the gentle breeze, floating and turning before her eyes. Her beautiful eyebrows were slightly furrowed, as if annoyed by the matters in the memorials.

She just sat there so quietly, her ten slender fingers flipping through the memorials, her bearing quiet, her every glance and movement full of grace¹⁴. The more Wen Nuan looked, the more she marveled at how she could love her so much.

【yue…】The system really could not hold it in.

“….” Wen Nuan was speechless and said, “Are you sick?”

System: 【No, you’re the one who’s sick. Lovesick¹⁵!】

“….” Wen Nuan lifted her chin, her expression arrogant, “You don’t even have that.”

System pouted: 【A wise person does not fall into the river of love¹⁶.】

“If you’re envious, just say it.”

【…】The system rolled its eyes, 【I can’t be bothered to argue with you. I’ll just tell you, the blackening value has decreased. The female lead’s current blackening value is 8.8!】

The speed at which the female lead’s blackening value was decreasing in this world was too slow.

They both knew in their hearts that this mission world would be very difficult to do. Wen Nuan did not have much of a reaction upon hearing that the blackening value had decreased.

“Okay.”

The system had wanted to say something, but seeing Wen Nuan’s calm and composed expression, its own originally agitated mood instantly calmed down a lot.

【I think you have your own plan. Don’t get too cocky, ha.】

Wen Nuan nodded and said: “I know my limits.”

Xiao Chuyu put down her vermilion brush¹⁷ and was just about to see what Wen Nuan was doing lying on the bed. She had not heard any movement from that side while she was reviewing memorials.

She turned her head to look and accidentally crashed into that brilliant river of stars.

Wen Nuan was lying prone on the bed, her eyes and brows holding a smile as she gazed at her.

Her hand on the table suddenly clenched. Xiao Chuyu suppressed the throbbing in her heart, “What are you looking at?”

Wen Nuan pouted her lips: “Looking at Your Majesty.”

“What’s there to look at about Zhen?”

Wen Nuan said disapprovingly: “Your Majesty has the bearing of a celestial being, stunning and peerless. This guilty subject feels it is a blasphemy to the gods just by taking a single glance.”

Xiao Chuyu was speechless and said: “Gu Wen Nuan, was your brain kicked by a donkey¹⁸?”

The compliment was so insincere, it would have been better not to give it.

“….Your Majesty doesn’t like it?” Wen Nuan clearly remembered that the effect of cheesy pickup lines¹⁹ was still acceptable.

Xiao Chuyu said with displeasure: “Words against one’s heart are better left unsaid. They’re annoying to listen to.”

“They are not against my heart,” Wen Nuan sat up and said seriously, “Every word this guilty subject has said is true.”

Xiao Chuyu was bluffed by this appearance of hers for a moment. Thinking that this was all a false front put on by Gu Wen Nuan to confuse her, she absolutely could not fall for the trick.

She pulled at the corners of her mouth and pretended to smile very happily: “En, every word is true. Zhen believes it.”

Wen Nuan: “….”

This smile was worse than not smiling at all.

Xiao Chuyu continued to review memorials, not wanting to discuss these topics with Wen Nuan that added to her blockage.

Wen Nuan rubbed her heart. The discomfort she mentioned just now was real discomfort. Unfortunately, Xiao Chuyu thought she was fooling her and would not rub it for her.

Taking a deep breath, Wen Nuan endured the pain and got up, slowly moving to Xiao Chuyu’s side. Because her movements were too light, Xiao Chuyu, who was focused on reviewing memorials, did not notice Wen Nuan walking over.

Wen Nuan leaned her head over to look. The memorial Xiao Chuyu was currently reviewing was about the arrangements for the upcoming birthday banquet. The Ministry of Rites advocated for a grand celebration to display the nation’s might and the emperor’s authority, but Xiao Chuyu had written a few words on it.

[Simple is fine].

Wen Nuan raised an eyebrow and held Xiao Chuyu’s hand, “Why does it have to be simple is fine?”

Xiao Chuyu was startled by Wen Nuan. She said angrily: “How did you get over here?”

Taiyi Li had instructed that Gu Wen Nuan could not get out of bed casually and must recuperate in bed for a few days before she could barely get down.

She stood up and pulled Gu Wen Nuan, about to walk towards the inner hall, “Hurry back to bed and lie down.”

Wen Nuan did not move. She picked up that memorial, “It is Your Majesty’s birthday banquet, how can simple be fine?”

Xiao Chuyu’s brows furrowed tightly: “This is Zhen’s birthday banquet, what does it have to do with you?”

“Your Majesty is the Son of Heaven of the Ming’an Kingdom. If the birthday banquet is held too simply, it will easily be ridiculed by others, which is detrimental to the imperial authority.”

Xiao Chuyu sneered: “Ever since Zhen ascended the throne, the imperial authority has long been damaged. This one birthday banquet won’t make a difference.”

Wen Nuan naturally knew what Xiao Chuyu was talking about. A matter as shocking to the world as a woman becoming emperor was still not respected or acknowledged by many people.

“Your Majesty, this guilty subject is about to be beheaded after the autumn. Your Majesty’s birthday banquet this time may be the last one this guilty subject will ever attend,” Wen Nuan looked at Xiao Chuyu with a wronged and pitiful expression, “So could Your Majesty hold a grand celebration for once, to let this guilty subject die without regrets?”

Xiao Chuyu’s expression changed slightly, “Get back to bed and lie down!”

Seeing that Wen Nuan was about to speak again, her face darkened, and she said in a cold voice: “Say one more word, and Zhen will behead Ji Bei tomorrow and let you two meet. How about that?”

Wen Nuan obediently shut her mouth and obediently got back to bed to lie down.

She looked at Xiao Chuyu, her eyes rolled, and she deliberately asked: “Now that this guilty subject’s old injuries have relapsed, why doesn’t Your Majesty just let this guilty subject die and be done with it?”

Xiao Chuyu’s face showed a trace of gloom. She said viciously: “When Zhen wants you to die is when you must die. Besides, don’t you want Zhen to spare Ji Bei? Do you think it’s enough to just please Zhen once!?”

She looked at Gu Wen Nuan mockingly, her tone fierce, “Gu Wen Nuan, you think too simply. Zhen will not be so easily satisfied, and you can forget about taking this chance to leave Zhen. Even if you want to die now, that must also have Zhen’s consent, understand?”

Wen Nuan shrugged, her expression obedient, and she smiled slightly: “Okay, this guilty subject will respectfully obey the sacred will.”

She deliberately lifted the quilt and crooked her finger, “Then does Your Majesty need this guilty subject’s pleasing tonight?”

Xiao Chuyu glared at Wen Nuan with a warning in her eyes. Wen Nuan immediately lay down properly, not daring to be provocative anymore.

Xiao Chuyu sat back in her chair and continued to review memorials. She looked at the memorial from the Ministry of Rites from just now, fell silent for a long time, then picked up the vermilion brush, crossed out the few words she had written earlier, and wrote a new comment on the side.

[Approved]

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The author has something to say:

Female Lead, pretending to be fierce: Please me! (She must feel very humiliated)

Wen Nuan, excited and unable to bear it: I’m coming! (This kind of good thing must happen a few more times)

System, can’t bear to look: …. (You’re using me to play your kinky games, is that it?)

Author: You all like BE²⁰? Be careful, I might write a quick transmigration novel full of BE endings and torture you all repeatedly.

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