Chapter Thirty-Seven
After finishing speaking, Yu Zhao got up and left the room. When she returned, she was holding a dagger and a bowl.
Bo Chi couldn’t see what she was doing, she could only smell the increasingly strong scent of blood in the air.
Soon, Yu Zhao, with her arm wrapped in white cloth, held a bowl of cold blood and came to the bedside, gently helped Bo Chi up, and said to her: “Open your mouth.”
Bo Chi was confused. Seeing that she didn’t touch her, she relaxed and opened her mouth.
With one mouthful, she almost spat it out.
The confusion of a moment ago turned into realization at this moment. She was mindful that this was the cult leader’s good intentions, so she swallowed it with difficulty, and then turned her face away with great resistance, and said in disbelief: “You, you fed me with your own blood?”
Yu Zhao touched her hand and said softly: “I know it’s a bit disgusting, bear with it for now…”
Bo Chi hurriedly interrupted: “No, I just, I just don’t understand, why are you doing this for me?”
Yu Zhao curled her lips imperceptibly: “You will understand later.”
She didn’t give Bo Chi a chance to continue questioning, pinched the girl’s soft cheeks, and half-coaxed and half-persuaded her to finish a bowl of blood.
The cold poison and the heat poison intertwined in her body, and Bo Chi gradually couldn’t keep her eyes open. Finally, she leaned against Yu Zhao’s arms and fell into a deep sleep.
Yu Zhao gently stroked her long hair, her eyes soft, but her voice extremely cold: “Come out.”
The door creaked open, and the green-clothed Yaolang stood at the door, flicking his long sleeves, and said meaningfully: “This subordinate thought that the Cult Leader would seize the opportunity and take possession of the Holy Maiden’s body and heart.”
If this place wasn’t a branch sect, if Bo Chi already knew her dual identity, then Yu Zhao would indeed prefer to use another method to detoxify Bo Chi. Unfortunately, there were too many people in the branch sect, and she didn’t want to force Bo Chi when she was completely unaware, so in the end, the antidote was a bowl of blood.
Yu Zhao didn’t want to say more to Yaolang, and only said faintly: “Have all the spies been caught?”
Yaolang bowed: “If we followed the previous plan, we would definitely be able to catch them all, but the Cult Leader’s instructions recently were a bit too urgent, and this subordinate accidentally alerted them, so we only caught most of them, and let the remaining two or three hide even more tightly.”
Yu Zhao pretended not to hear his accusation, and told him to catch people as soon as possible without changing her expression, and then waved her hand and dismissed him.
Bo Chi slept for a long time, and when she opened her eyes again, it was already evening.
Yu Zhao brought in steaming dinner, and saw that her face was slightly pale. Although her body had not fully recovered, she was already sitting at the table, writing a letter.
Yu Zhao put down the dinner, raised her eyebrows and asked: “Who are you writing to?”
“My wife, Yu Zhao.” Bo Chi didn’t raise her head, but her words were no longer wary of Yu Zhao: “She didn’t know my identity when she took me in. Now that Ling Zheng has exposed it, she must be very sad and hate me. I have to find an opportunity to write a letter and explain it to her.”
“Thinking of her as soon as you wake up…” Yu Zhao paused, both happy and inexplicably unhappy: “It seems that you really like her, and she’s the only one in your heart and eyes.”
Bo Chi pinched the pen, carefully raised her head, and said with a difficult expression: “Cult Leader… Actually, you are a good person…”
Yu Zhao moved her eyebrows, almost amused by her: “This seat is the leader of the demonic cult, and you say I am a good person. Are you insulting me?”
Bo Chi was stunned: “Huh? No, no, I mean… We are really not suitable, we can be friends, but anything further is impossible.”
Yu Zhao snorted lightly: “You don’t need to worry about this matter, you just write your letter. Finish writing quickly and come to eat.”
Bo Chi saw that she didn’t want to talk anymore, so she could only continue to write obediently.
She sent the letter out that night, the carrier pigeon flew around outside, and then turned around and flew back into Yu Zhao’s hands. Yu Zhao stared at the full page of explanations for a long time, and finally hesitated and did not reply.
In her expectation, the identity of ‘the only daughter of the Yu Mansion’ would die a fake death after assassinating the leader of the martial arts alliance on the wedding night, and withdraw from everyone’s sight. From now on, there would only be the leader of the demonic cult, Yu Zhao, in the world.
Bo Chi’s appearance disrupted her thoughts and also disrupted her plans.
If ‘the only daughter of the Yu Mansion’ was destined to disappear, and she couldn’t tell Bo Chi the truth in a short time, then what method should she use to prevent Bo Chi from being too sad at that time?
Yu Zhao quickly had an idea, but she was reluctant to implement it.
After thinking for a while, she decided to wait and see. Maybe Bo Chi would be moved and fall in love with the ‘demonic cult leader’ before ‘the only daughter of the Yu Mansion’ had to play the role of a heartless lover?
In order to give Bo Chi and the ‘cult leader’ time to cultivate their feelings, and also to let Yaolang concentrate on catching people, Yu Zhao chose a mission to ‘go to Jiangnan to kill a flower-picking thief’ on the second day, and asked Bo Chi to accompany her.
Bo Chi couldn’t return to the Yu Mansion now, and it was boring to stay in the branch sect to recuperate. Hearing that the scenery in Jiangnan was beautiful, she nodded without hesitation, packed her small bag, and happily set off with Yu Zhao.
Jingzhou was far from Jiangnan. It would take several months to travel by land, but the water route was closer, taking less than a month.
Bo Chi had never been on an ancient ship before, and was curious about everything at the dock. As soon as she saw something interesting, she couldn’t help but excitedly pull Yu Zhao and share the fun things she saw with her.
Yu Zhao, who had changed into a white robe, stood beside her. The terrifying ghost face on her face was replaced with an ordinary mask. Although it was a bit out of place, it was not too conspicuous among the martial artists around.
Yu Zhao had a cold temperament and was usually taciturn. However, considering that this trip was mainly to seduce… cough, mainly to communicate with Bo Chi, she spoke more, and occasionally teased Bo Chi deliberately, making Bo Chi happy and carefree all the time.
The martial arts world was a mixed bag, mostly rough men who lived on the edge. Women were rare, let alone a beautiful girl like Bo Chi with fair skin and a flower-like face.
She had only been standing at the dock for a while, and soon, men with ill intentions gathered around. When the ship arrived, everyone followed Bo Chi onto the big ship like dumplings.
Bo Chi was silly but not stupid. Seeing this movement, she immediately became a little scared and leaned closer to Yu Zhao, whispering: “Cult Leader, these people look very fierce, aren’t they planning to attack us? I should have worn a mask like you. Now that I’m being targeted by these people, can you beat them?”
Yu Zhao had traveled extensively in her early years, and knew very well what would happen if Bo Chi showed her face carelessly. But she was planning a hero-saves-the-beauty scene, so she naturally didn’t say much. Now seeing Bo Chi leaning close to her side, her slender white fingers gently clutching the corner of her clothes, she immediately curled her lips: “Don’t worry, I will protect you.”
Bo Chi was grateful, and was about to thank her, when a man with a tiger tattooed on his left arm came over and said with a sly smile: “Little lady, you are delicate and soft, why didn’t you go out with guards and servants? There’s only such a thin little brother around, aren’t you afraid that both of you will be robbed?”
Bo Chi leaned against the big shot, and suddenly her waist didn’t hurt, her legs didn’t soften, and she wasn’t scared anymore. She even arrogantly provoked: “If you have the guts, try it.”
The man was successfully bluffed, stared at the two of them for a while, and left with a chuckle.
After he left, no one else approached, and Bo Chi gradually forgot about them, and began to enjoy the scenery on the water heartlessly.
They were on a big ship. Although it was a bit bumpy, it was not to the point of making people dizzy.
The lake water rippled with the movement of the ship. When the sun set, the brilliant sunset dyed the entire lake, making the sparkling lake water radiant and beautiful.
Bo Chi was in a daze looking at this beautiful scenery, and rarely showed a serene demeanor.
Yu Zhao lowered her eyes to look at her, and seeing the clear light in her eyes of liking, she couldn’t help but feel happy.
At night, Bo Chi finished admiring the stars, and finally contentedly planned to go back to her room to sleep.
Her room was adjacent to Yu Zhao’s. After saying goodbye at the door, she pushed the door and went in.
Just as she took two steps, she keenly noticed that the incense in the air was a little abnormal, and immediately held her breath, turned around and left.
The person in the room didn’t expect her, a weak woman, to be so alert, and reacted a beat slower. It wasn’t until Bo Chi left the room that he came back to his senses, gritted his teeth and chased after her.
Bo Chi didn’t run around, but pushed open the door next door and entered Yu Zhao’s room.
She appeared suddenly and hastily, but Yu Zhao sat steadily on the chair, her tone without any surprise, only some concern: “What’s wrong?”
Bo Chi took two or three steps to her side. Before she could speak, a thin man with a masked face chased in, closed the door with his backhand, and said coldly: “Kid, I’m interested in your woman. Give her to me, and I’ll spare your life.”
Now, without Bo Chi saying more, Yu Zhao also understood the situation.
She raised her hand and pushed Bo Chi behind her, and said indifferently: “You want to touch her with just you? Heh…”
The man was angered by this kind of disdainful contempt, pulled out a dagger and rushed over with a ferocious face: “You’re courting death, I’ll show you!”
He rushed over quickly, and the next second he flew back even faster. It wasn’t until he hit the door that he stopped, groaning and vomiting blood on the ground.
Bo Chi tiptoed and poked her head out from behind Yu Zhao, and said in surprise: “This is all it takes to be a rogue? How did he live to be this old?”
Yu Zhao said faintly: “Why do you think Ling Zheng became the leader of the martial arts alliance at such a young age? It’s because there are too few masters of his age, so he stands out.”
Bo Chi nodded in understanding: “I was wrong, I thought everyone was a master like Ling Zheng. But subordinate still wants to thank Cult, Young Master, for saving my life. When we arrive in Jiangnan, what does Young Master want? Subordinate will buy it for you!”
Yu Zhao said reservedly: “I don’t lack those external things, but there is an urgent matter that I need your help with.”
Bo Chi tilted her head: “What is it? Just say it, if I can do it, I will definitely do it!”
Yu Zhao pointed to the man who was dying: “The blood he vomited stained my room, and there are no empty rooms on the ship. If you don’t mind, can I sleep with you?”
Bo Chi was stunned and said dryly: “Sleeping together is not good, how about you sleep in my room and I sleep here?”
Yu Zhao: “No, I don’t like the smell of blood on you.”
Bo Chi: “…”
Although the cult leader was a good person, this picky temper was too annoying!
Yu Zhao saw Bo Chi’s resistance, thought for a while, and took a step back: “I’ll sleep on the ground, you sleep on the bed, how about that?”
Bo Chi hurriedly said: “How can that be, you are the boss, I am just a worker, how can I let the boss sleep on the ground!”
Yu Zhao’s face hidden under the mask showed a smile: “It’s okay, it’s the same sleeping anywhere.”
Anyway, in the end, Bo Chi would roll into her arms.
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