The White Moonlight Doesn't Want to Be the Villain's Top Either

[A heroine forced to seize and possess × a broken but incredibly formidable male lead] After transmigrating into an angsty romance novel, Gu Yuan accidentally saved an orphan and became the male lead’s officially designated white moonlight, according to the System. System: Host, do you know how precious it is to be the one pure white jasmine flower in the midst of storm and misery? Gu Yuan, feeling smug: I do. All she had to do was lie flat and wait for the male lead to grow up. After a tragic, beautiful fake death, she could go back home. She counted the days until Qin Yichuan grew up and came to propose. System: Good. Now tear up the marriage contract and throw it in his face in front of his entire family. Gu Yuan: ? System: See that whip? Pick it up and beat him until he can’t walk. Gu Yuan: ?? System: See that thing? Beep, put it on and beep, him. Gu Yuan: ??? System: Oh, right. The villain who was supposed to force himself on him and torment him in body and mind got knocked unconscious by him. You’ll have to take on that secret identity. Gu Yuan finally snapped. “Why do I have to work two jobs even after transmigrating?!” To get home, Gu Yuan swallowed her pride, took on the villain’s secret identity, and started swinging her little whip. Endless demands. Brutal, violent possession. He resisted, and she crushed his resistance again and again. Eventually, all she had to do was pin Qin Yichuan beneath her, and no matter how furious he was, his body would tremble instinctively. Only now and then did Gu Yuan’s conscience bother her a little. At least she didn’t like him all that much to begin with. So even when the System told her he would marry the heroine and they would be faithful and devoted to each other… Hold on. Gu Yuan’s gaze darkened. “How dare he have a heroine?” Qin Yichuan had been unlucky since childhood. Anyone he felt grateful to was sure to have ulterior motives, and anyone he helped was bound to throw him into a pit of fire. Except for one person. She was the moon in the sky, the snow on the mountain, the one he admired from afar and didn’t dare profane, even in his dreams. Then there was another person, whose flesh he wanted to tear apart and eat raw. She forced him to sign a contract of servitude and become her cultivation vessel. Whenever he tried to resist, she threatened him with Gu Yuan’s life. She was a downright mad dog! And the mad dog only grew more deranged by the day. For example, right now. A strange girl he had met only a few times huddled in the corner, trembling. The woman, like an evil spirit, held him firmly beneath her, her breath warm against him. “Can she make you feel this good too?” “Answer me.” A Few Things to Know Before Reading 1. This is a gender-bender story. 2. I guarantee that every time the male lead engages in this kind of activity, it’s the heroine’s soul. But this is a secret-identity story, after all, and the body she uses isn’t her own. If you have strict requirements for both leads to be pure, please be aware of that before reading. 3. Both the heroine and the male lead are bent from 1 to 4. Yes, it’s a little bizarre, but that’s how it is. 4. Mutual attraction, one-on-one romance. 5. The heroine starts out as a respectable gentleman and later becomes a twisted, obsessive female ghost. If you feel uncomfortable while reading, don’t force yourself to continue. Use the exit button. 6. The male lead is very formidable, genuinely formidable. The heroine’s original body wasn’t blessed with combat talent. 7. Updates follow the rankings. Please bookmark and comment, qvq Recommended: Upcoming Work, Welcome to Black Box 001 After waking up, Lin Zhao is told by everyone that she has amnesia. Poor thing, she’s an orphan and has been forced to risk her life in the dangerous Black Box world to pay off her exorbitant medical bills. On her first day in the Black Box, she realizes something is wrong. Lin Zhao watches the captions drifting across the air with a blank expression. Unfortunately, she seems to be the only one who can see them. The comments make no effort to hide their hostility toward her. Lin Zhao twists her ankle in the Black Box: [Haha, she’s fallen to the back of the group. She’s going to die.] Lin Zhao gets a monster biting her leg in the Black Box: [Haha, the monster’s going to eat her. She’s going to die.] Lin Zhao: … Luckily, the leader of her team of old, weak, sick, and disabled people is very dependable. The handsome man has a weary look in his eyes, but when danger strikes, he unfurls enormous wings and saves her like a heavenly soldier descending from the skies. Lin Zhao: !!! The comments: [!!!] [Is he still alive?] [The little bird’s still alive? When is the little bird going to die?] [Aahhh, it has to be a thrilling, bloody, eye-opening death. It can’t be as ordinary as his captain’s, ahhh!] The man glances toward the empty air, then saves her as if nothing happened. Having been saved, Lin Zhao is moved to tears. She vows to cling to the captain’s leg from now on and be his most devoted lackey. Unfortunately, the comments are vicious. They take pleasure in planning their deaths, even trying every possible way to squeeze the last bit of entertainment out of them. The two of them are gravely injured and on the brink of death once again. Worse still, they’ve inhaled some indescribable pollen and unlocked the legendary “do it or die” achievement. The comments that had set this up are thrilled: [Is our good little bird finally going to go wild?] [Oh oh oh, is our good little bird finally going to reveal his true nature and bully a girl before he dies?!] [Well, actually, I’d rather see the little bird go wild a bit.] Lin Zhao looks at the man beside her. He’s curled up weakly in a corner, bloodied, his handsome face flushed an abnormal red. His beautiful, desire-stained eyes are cold as he stares into the empty air. After a long silence, just as Lin Zhao prepares to die alongside her noble, untouchable savior and captain, the man rasps out her name: “Lin Zhao, do you want to live?” Lin Zhao, his number-one lackey: “Huh?” He rubs his brow as if exhausted, then spreads his pair of tattered wings and gently wraps them around her. “Then you do it.” Lin Zhao: “Uh… huh? What?!” Upcoming Work: The Jealous Wife [A sickly, obsessive daughter of a military family × a level-headed, long-suffering general] Everyone knows that Ye Zhi, the last surviving member of the Ye family, is a barren, sickly hen. She’s frail, childless, and horribly jealous. Yet somehow, she’s lucky enough to marry Zuo Qinming, the young general whose name is known throughout the capital. Everyone says Zuo Qinming gave her the position of his principal wife out of gratitude for the late General Ye. Only Ye Zhi knows the truth. On their wedding night, he sat with her in silence until the red candles burned down. The childhood sweethearts she thought they were had been nothing but wishful thinking on her part. If she couldn’t have his heart, then she would hold on to him with all her might. Relying on the kindness between their fathers, she became overbearing, sharp-tongued, and mad with jealousy, unable to stand any other woman coming near him. Then an imperial decree bestowed another concubine on Zuo Qinming. A red wedding sedan carried the new bride into the residence, and from then on he never set foot in Ye Zhi’s courtyard again. On countless cold nights, Ye Zhi sat before a mirror, staring at the lights flickering in the neighboring courtyard as hatred took the place of love and desire, growing without end. Later, terrible news spread throughout the capital: Zuo Qinming had died on the battlefield. That night, a wedding sedan was carried silently into her courtyard. The mandarin-duck brocade curtain was slowly lifted, and a man bound tightly with red cord rolled out, unable to move. She leisurely pulled the rag from his mouth and met his furious, shocked gaze with a satisfied smile. “My husband has just died, and I’m worried the long night will be lonely, with no one to keep me company.” “Brother Zuo, from now on, be my male concubine, and let me take good care of you.” Theme: Where there’s a will, there’s a way.