Chapter Forty
The cult leader’s words were clearly well-intentioned, but Bo Chi felt that something was wrong.
Can’t hold on to the next wedding night?
Heh, was she saying that she was no good?
Bo Chi immediately became arrogant, raised her head and said: “No need! Even if I don’t eat anything, I can still make Yu Zhao scream!”
Yu Zhao: “emmm.”
Bo Chi bristled: “What’s with that tone? You don’t believe me?”
Yu Zhao’s eyes were smiling, and she said sincerely: “I believe, I absolutely believe. But it’s not good to have your stomach growling during the process, so eat something?”
Her words made sense. Bo Chi hesitated and put down her guard, picked up the pastry and started nibbling on it honestly. The soft, sweet, and crispy pastry melted in her mouth, just the taste Bo Chi liked. She was surprised, and while eating, she couldn’t help but look at Yu Zhao, unexpectedly, this cold and ruthless cult leader would be so attentive.
The cult leader was still wearing a ghost face mask today, and a black robe covering her whole body.
Because she had just raised her hand to hand her the pastry, the black robe on her arm was slightly open, vaguely revealing a touch of bright red.
Bo Chi’s eyes immediately sharpened, and she said: “You usually wear black or dark clothes, but today you’re wearing red clothes inside the black robe, could it be…”
The cult leader paused, the corners of her lips curling up: “I didn’t expect you to notice. You guessed right, I—”
Bo Chi suddenly interrupted: “As expected, it’s your zodiac year this year!”
Yu Zhao: “?”
Bo Chi didn’t notice Yu Zhao’s gradually stiffening expression, wiped her fingers as if nothing had happened, grabbed the candied haws and started nibbling on them, and continued: “I’m almost done eating, can you give Yu Zhao back to me? I’m still waiting for her to explain the sudden marriage, and then I’ll teach, her, a, lesson.”
Yu Zhao glanced at the girl’s gnashing teeth, sat calmly beside her, raised her hand to untie the belt on the black robe, and said with a smile that wasn’t quite a smile: “You practice martial arts for three days and read storybooks for two days, either teasing cats and dogs or dozing off while listening to books. Just like this…”
The black robe fell to the ground, revealing a bright red wedding dress that matched Bo Chi’s.
Yu Zhao’s voice trailed off, she raised her hand and took off the sinister ghost face mask, revealing the face that Bo Chi had been longing for, and smiled lowly: “Just like this, you still want to teach me a lesson?”
Bo Chi stared at her blankly, not even noticing that the candied haws had fallen from her hand, her pupils shaking: “Cult, Cult Leader?!”
Yu Zhao said happily: “Yes, it’s me.”
Bo Chi looked at her for a while, opened her mouth, and forced out a sentence: “Your, your disguise technique is really amazing!”
Yu Zhao: “…”
Just a silent expression, and Bo Chi, at a glance, remembered that she had seen such an expression countless times on Yu Zhao’s face.
She was instantly struck by lightning, and suddenly woke up: “You! You really are Yu Zhao? The cult leader has always been you? Then, then what about the ‘only daughter of the Yu Mansion’?!”
Yu Zhao held her hand, and her voice was gentle as she started talking about when she infiltrated the Yu Mansion a few years ago, all the way to the present.
Bo Chi listened in a daze, and in the end, her concern for Yu Zhao prevailed, and she asked repeatedly: “You, why didn’t you say so earlier? Will Ling Zheng really come to attack? Can you beat him? Otherwise, I’ll return you to the Yu Mansion now, and you can try to assassinate him again in the Ling Mansion?”
Yu Zhao chuckled, got up and picked Bo Chi up in a princess carry.
Bo Chi was startled, subconsciously wrapped her arms around her neck, her little face blank.
Yu Zhao gently put her on the bed, her deep gaze fell on her lips, and she leaned over and said: “You said you wanted to teach me a lesson, you can’t go back on your word. You snatched your own bride, you have to endure it even if you cry.”
Bo Chi: “Hey, hey, hey?”
In the festive and gorgeous wedding room, the red candles flickered, and the bright red tassels swayed at the head of the bed.
In the hazy crimson gauze, two white and delicate figures could be vaguely seen moving up and down.
Ambiguous sounds were particularly clear in the quiet night, and faint words came from the hot and scorching air: “Such sweet candied haws.”
“Wuu… don’t, don’t bite.”
“Didn’t we forget to drink the wedding wine?”
“Ha, le, let’s make it up tomorrow.”
“That won’t do, wait, I’ll bring the wine glasses.”
“…Hey? Why are you pouring it on me?”
“Of course… it’s for drinking.”
**
After everything was completely cleared up, Yu Zhao seemed to let herself go, no longer maintaining the image of a cold and ruthless cult leader, and ignoring the dazed gazes of the cult members, she would stay in the Holy Maiden’s room whenever she had nothing to do, making it hard for people not to speculate whether they were dual cultivating.
The outside world still didn’t know Yu Zhao’s identity, only that the ‘only daughter of the Yu Mansion’ had been snatched away by the demonic cult’s Holy Maiden. Ling Zheng, the aggrieved party, seized this point, brought a group of righteous sects to the branch sect, and wanted to start a war under the guise of rescuing his kidnapped fiancée.
As a result, under everyone’s gaze, Yu Zhao leaned weakly against Bo Chi, who had a dead-fish-eye look, and claimed that she and the demonic witch were in love, and begged everyone to fulfill their wishes.
Everyone looked at each other and winked, looking at Ling Zheng overtly and covertly.
This leader of the martial arts alliance had confidantes everywhere, but he didn’t expect that his real fiancée would run away with someone, and that person was also a beautiful and charming woman. This was really… not playing with Ling Zheng at all.
Ling Zheng’s face turned red, how could he endure it? He directly drew his sword, wanting to kill both of them.
The enemy had a large number of people, and Yu Zhao naturally wouldn’t be foolish enough to take the move. She took Bo Chi back to the cult, gave orders, and went all the way to Kunlun.
When Ling Zheng rushed into the cult angrily, the branch sect was already empty.
But this matter wasn’t over. Yu Zhao had always been small-minded. She took Bo Chi to live in Kunlun for five years, and five years later, she took her wife to travel everywhere openly.
Ling Zheng received the news, and used the same old trick to lead the sects to encircle and suppress them. As a result, when everyone swarmed up, Yu Zhao hugged her wife, and with one hand, she beat them until their heads almost flew off.
After this battle, there was no more demonic cult in the world.
There was only the number one sect in the martial arts world on Kunlun Mountain, both righteous and evil, making people both fear and dread.
**
“Boom!”
Thunder rumbled, and a ferocious lightning bolt pierced the sky. Heavy rain poured down, hitting the girl standing in the garden head-on.
Bo Chi had just come out of the void space, and as soon as she arrived in the new world, she was in a daze for two seconds before she came back to her senses.
She was standing on the balcony on the second floor, looking down at the garden below, so she saw a girl in the garden at a glance.
The heavy rain kept falling, the other party was thinly dressed, her whole body was drenched, and her body was trembling, but she still stood there motionless.
Bo Chi had not yet received the memory and did not know her. Because the other party was lowering her head, she could not see the girl’s eyebrows and eyes clearly.
But she was still startled, and quickly turned around and went downstairs, grabbed an umbrella and opened the door, and hurried to the garden to shelter the girl from the wind and rain.
The bone-chilling cold stopped, and the girl seemed to look up. After seeing Bo Chi, the light in her eyes dissipated, and she was numb and silent.
On the other hand, Bo Chi took this opportunity to see her face clearly, and exclaimed: “Yu Zhao?!”
Yu Zhao was quiet for a while, and said softly: “Sister.”
Bo Chi: “Huh?”
Stunned for two seconds, Bo Chi swallowed her confusion and decided to take Yu Zhao back to the room to avoid the rain first, and then look at the plot.
However, as soon as she reached out, Yu Zhao avoided her like a startled bird.
Bo Chi’s movement paused, and Yu Zhao reacted, knelt on the ground with a thud, and said softly: “Ah Zhao doesn’t dare to dirty sister.”
Bo Chi frowned, reached out again, and forcefully pulled Yu Zhao up, and said briefly: “Come back with me.”
Yu Zhao didn’t say anything more, and followed her obediently.
It wasn’t until she noticed that Bo Chi’s umbrella was always shielding her from the wind and rain that Yu Zhao’s eyes moved slightly, and she glanced at Bo Chi without changing her expression.
Bo Chi was wondering about the relationship between the original owner and Yu Zhao. Seeing Yu Zhao enter the room, she closed the umbrella and said: “Go change your clothes and take a hot bath.”
Yu Zhao pursed her lips and opened her mouth to say something, but when she looked up, she saw that Bo Chi had already turned and left, as indifferent to her as ever.
But she clearly saw just now that in order to hold the umbrella for her, half of Bo Chi’s arm was already wet…
Bo Chi had always been insensitive, and didn’t care about these details. After hurrying back to the balcony, she closed the door and began to receive the plot.
As she expected, she was still a vicious female supporting character in this world, and a fake daughter who had taken someone else’s place for more than ten years.
As for the real daughter, it was Yu Zhao, who had been bullied by her everywhere and had just returned home not long ago.
The story of the real and fake daughters was very common, nothing more than accidentally or deliberately switching the children. It was just that the original owner’s parents in this world were good people. They were reluctant to let their beloved daughter, who they had raised for more than ten years, return to a poor family, and also pitied their real daughter who had suffered so much outside.
After discussion and monetary transactions, both daughters stayed at home in the end, both becoming the eldest young ladies.
Unfortunately, the original owner was not a good person. She was jealous that Yu Zhao’s return took away half of her parents’ attention, and was afraid that the family property would be taken away by the other party. Coupled with the instigation of her bad friends, she immediately regarded Yu Zhao as an enemy, and bullied her every day where her parents couldn’t see.
Yu Zhao grew up in poverty since childhood. When she was young, she was even so hungry that she would grab anything and stuff it into her mouth, without even having time to wipe it. After she developed self-esteem and shame, even if she was hungry until her stomach hurt, she would work hard to earn money and buy food, shelter, and clothing with her own hands.
Now that she was brought to the Bo family, she was silent and uneasy. Even if she was bullied by the fake daughter, she never told anyone, and always endured it silently.
Until she and the fake daughter fell in love with the same man.
Bo Chi flipped through the plot and found that it was a cliché story of a domineering CEO falling in love with Cinderella, but mistaking her for her sister and marrying her. During this period, he fell in love with his sister-in-law, but couldn’t do anything because of his identity. In the end, it was a love story of mutual abuse.
Tsk, it was both a real and fake daughter and a forbidden love.
Were there too many elements in this world…
Bo Chi complained and closed the plot. Thinking of the original owner’s harsh treatment of Yu Zhao, she immediately couldn’t sit still and left the balcony, found a few new clothes from her room, carried them to Yu Zhao’s door, and knocked.
After a long time, Yu Zhao opened the door with her wet hair draped over her shoulders. Seeing the clothes in Bo Chi’s hands, her face was slightly stunned.
Bo Chi knew that she hadn’t used the card given by Father Bo to buy anything, and all her food, clothing, and expenses were earned through her own efforts. Now that she was suddenly caught in the rain, she must not have enough clothes to change into, so she threw all the clothes she was holding onto the sofa, clapped her hands, and said arrogantly: “These are all old clothes that I can’t wear anymore, I’m giving them to you.”
Yu Zhao looked carefully and saw that the top one was a new product from a famous brand. Bo Chi had pestered Mother Bo for a long time two days ago, and had just gotten it today and hadn’t even worn it once.
Bo Chi didn’t know that she knew about this, and said casually: “Change into these rags after you take a bath, do you hear me?”
Yu Zhao: “…Yes.”
Bo Chi nodded with satisfaction and left briskly.
Yu Zhao kept staring at her back, her eyes filled with doubt.
After Bo Chi went upstairs, she silently closed the door, came to the bed, picked up the brand new dress, and examined it carefully.
The fabric was strong and didn’t break easily.
It was very soft, and there were no sharp objects like needles hidden inside.
She lowered her head and sniffed deeply, but smelled a sweet scent.
Like… the scent on Bo Chi’s body.
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The author has something to say:
Yu Zhao (certain): She wants to harm me.
Sniffed the clothes.
Yu Zhao (certain): She wants to use a beauty trap to harm me.
Bo Chi: OVO?
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