(Transmigrate into a book + sickly, obsessive villain + sweet-on-the-outside-dark-within second male lead + split personality + sinister, unhinged characters + intense push and pull + redemption + the original heroine isn’t villainized + 1v1, both leads are each other’s only ones!)
Yan Ciyang was a miserable college student who suddenly transmigrated into a book as the daughter of the Duke of Dongtang. Her father doted on her, her mother loved her, and even her aunt, the Empress, served her food. She thought she could lie flat with a golden script in hand, but the stupid System caused trouble. It insisted that a law-abiding citizen from the 21st century go and provoke a sickly, obsessive man who was turning evil!
The heartless System laid out its rules:
When the heroine holds an umbrella, you splash her with water.
When the heroine treats his wounds, you stab him.
When the heroine tries to change him for the better, you turn evil.
As the wicked supporting woman, she had to drive the second male lead’s corruption level through the roof to pave the way for the tragic, moving love story between the main couple. She was supposed to help the second male lead become a dedicated villain, showing off the heroine’s kindness and the hero’s awesomeness!
From then on, Yan Ciyang went further and further down the road to self-destruction.
The whip cracked through the air as beads and jade ornaments clashed together, their countless soft, delicate sounds filling the room. The mood sank into gloom.
At the center of the room, a young man hung from a ceiling beam by a hemp rope, his body covered in blood. His moon-white robes were crisscrossed with whip marks, blood soaking through the outer layer.
His hands were bound above him, their joints distinct and pale, yet carrying a hint of sickliness.
Yan Ciyang’s mind was in turmoil. Trembling, she cried, “Help! I was forced to do this!”
Later, when Mu Huaixu finally rose to power, his eyes red as he gripped Yan Ciyang by the throat and asked, “How much of your affection for me was real?”
But he never got an answer. All he received was her fading breath, her warmth slowly slipping away…
A thousand worlds share one dream; life and death know no bounds
Yan Ciyang never saw her second male lead again. She retraced time and traveled through countless versions of the story, all to seek a perfect ending for one lifetime, even if their first meeting had to be their ending…
