Release the Heroine, Let Me Handle This

Chapter 159: Xiao Zhang's Kiss

Xiao Zhang froze for a moment, then shook her head. "My heart's still racing," she admitted.

Ye Wenxin was speechless, watching as Xiao Zhang took on an inviting posture, seemingly enthralled by the kiss. Not one to hold back, Ye Wenxin embraced Xiao Zhang again, kissing her for a good while.

"It's pounding even faster now..."

"Of course, we were kissing," Ye Wenxin replied, half-amused, as she pulled away slightly, noting Xiao Zhang's newfound calm.

Thanks to Ling Jue's guidance, Ye Wenxin had learned that actions often spoke louder than words in stirring emotions.

She recognized Xiao Zhang's feelings—a blend of attachment and admiration—and understood them well. However, Ye Wenxin's own feelings weren't as intense. While she held Xiao Zhang in high regard, it wasn't enough to risk her life for.

Xiao Zhang's emotions, on the other hand, were profound, offering her entire world to Ye Wenxin. This moved Ye Wenxin, but she chose to keep things gentle, lightly patting Xiao Zhang's back to soothe her.

Xiao Zhang breathed in Ye Wenxin's embrace, feeling a touch of embarrassment. Though she was the older one, she found herself feeling small and shy, almost afraid to meet Ye Wenxin's gaze. Yet, considering Ye Wenxin's impending fate, she lifted her head with determination.

"No matter what you decide, I'll keep my promise and be yours."

Her intent was clear—she trusted Ye Wenxin's purpose in her actions, willing to commit her life to it.

Ye Wenxin felt a wave of affection for Xiao Zhang, placing her hand over her heart. "Your heart is really racing. I envy that. Mine doesn't beat as fiercely," she teased.

Xiao Zhang laughed, a sound as clear as silver bells. "That's because I love you, but you don't quite love me back."

Ye Wenxin finally grasped what was peculiar about the situation, surprised by Xiao Zhang's contentment. "And you still like me despite that?"

"In this world, fairness is a rarity. Look at those cultivators with three or four wives—how many are truly in love? They use each other as needed."

Xiao Zhang spoke of the world's harsh truths, where the weak cling to the strong, and the strong seek power and status. It's a survival of the fittest, and Xiao Zhang was no stranger to this struggle.

"How many truly find mutual love? I'm content that you don't reject me."

Yet, she chose not the strongest, but the one she cared for, even if that person was a woman like herself.

Ye Wenxin couldn't quite comprehend such selfless love. "It seems a bit silly. You don't even know if I'll ever love you back or end up with someone else... a man..."

She bit her tongue, realizing her first thought wasn't of a man, but a woman. Her previously clear-cut orientation seemed uncertain now.

"What does it matter? We can't be together forever. I have my duties. Is momentary joy so wrong?" Xiao Zhang smiled, smoothing Ye Wenxin's hair, finding her endearing.

In a chaotic world, few had the luxury of considering others' feelings. Ye Wenxin's perspective was unique, her actions defying Xiao Zhang's understanding.