Who Kissed the Little Fox Until They Cried?

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A romance-focused story about a strong woman and a weaker man, with a doting husband.

[A naturally aloof deity vs. a cute, fierce, seductive little fox]

Blurb:

Ye Wu is the Ghost Emperor of Fengdu, a born deity. Naturally cold and indifferent, she has lived for billions of years without a single thread of affection taking root in her heart.

One day, after nothing more than a nap, her divine soul inexplicably attached itself to the body of a recently deceased mortal.

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Everyone in the Qinglan Sect knows the joke: Ye Wu, an outer disciple without spiritual roots, has been hopelessly in love with the sect's genius cultivator, Song Mush, for years and dreams of marrying him.

Later, Ye Wu nearly died in a secret realm while saving Song Mush. To repay her for saving his beloved disciple's life, the sect leader summoned her to the main hall and asked coldly, looking down at her, "Ye Wu, what do you want? The sect can grant you anything."

Ye Wu looked at the refined young nobleman Song Mush, who stood nearby, as elegant as the moonlight and a cool breeze. Under his complicated gaze, she calmly replied, "I want... the little fox in the back mountain."

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A cunning fox demon was imprisoned in the Qinglan Sect's back mountain, about to be skinned and dismembered so its pristine white fur could be made into a collar for the sect leader's beloved daughter.

Expressionless, Ye Wu carried a fluffy bundle back to her room. The little fox secretly reached out a paw toward her. Ye Wu stealthily caught it by the wrist and gave its belly a thorough rub.

So satisfying...

What could matter more than petting something fluffy? Certainly not some ungrateful, stinky man.

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Later...

Ye Wu, restored to her true identity, let out a helpless sigh as she looked at the bewitching young man kneeling on her bed. He wore a thin, alluring robe of merfolk gauze, his snow-white tail swishing seductively, charm radiating from the corners of his eyes and the curve of his brows.

"Big Sister, hug me!"

Ye Wu pressed a hand to her aching forehead. "Be good. Let's rest for a day..."

Reading Guide:

1. Both leads are virgins, and they belong only to each other.

2. The transmigration mentioned in the blurb happens in Chapter 6. If you don't like the earlier part, you can start there without missing anything important.

3. A strong female lead and a weaker male lead, with the focus on romance. There are scenes of men competing for the female lead. The male lead will go a little crazy, but most of the time he's just cute.

4. The age gap is pretty big, roughly this much... One is an old ancestor, the other a little fox.

5. Please don't send unsolicited writing advice about the free chapters or leave nasty comments. They'll be deleted.

Coming soon:

[Forget Your White Moonlight, I'm Done]

[Groveling arc + second male lead wins]

The year Xie Xianchi became the greatest sword master in the world, her senior brother, the sect leader, forced her to choose a disciple on Wind and Snow Terrace.

Among the dozen youthful boys kneeling on the ground, Xie Xianchi saw only Gu Mobai.

His slender waist and back were held perfectly straight. Though he had yet to set foot on the path to immortality, he already possessed a cool, otherworldly air. Dressed in white, he was as pure as a snowflake perched on the tip of a plum branch.

Xie Xianchi fell for him at first sight and led him away without a second thought.

For three hundred years, she taught him everything she knew and gave him all the rare treasures she'd collected over her lifetime. She even willingly sacrificed half her sword bone to help him survive his tribulation.

Yet Gu Mobai remained taciturn, like a stone that could never be warmed.

At last, one day, Xie Xianchi heard the man she loved bare his heart, but only on the eve of the day he joined forces with their fellow disciples to trap her in the Demon-Suppressing Formation.

Gu Mobai was still dressed in immaculate white, kneeling on the ground without a speck of dust on him. His words were cold and cruel. "A master desiring her disciple is against the laws of heaven. However, I will preserve your reputation and keep this buried forever."

Xie Xianchi leaned against the door without a word. She had just taken a lightning tribulation for Gu Mobai and was so weak she could barely speak.

The next day, the Sword Master Xie, whose life had been one of grace and purity, entered the formation and died, her soul utterly scattered.

When she woke again, she had returned to the day she chose her disciple.

Only now did Xie Xianchi realize she was living inside a story. She was the ill-fated white moonlight of Gu Mobai, the story's protagonist. After her death, Gu Mobai would take the remaining half of her sword bone, attain the Great Dao, and become the greatest person in the world.

Standing once more on Wind and Snow Terrace, Xie Xianchi looked right past Gu Mobai and chose the least noticeable boy at the very back of the crowd: dark, scrawny, and possessed of an unbending spirit.

The boy was the story's greatest villain. He had suffered a lonely childhood and been bullied mercilessly by the sect. In the future, he would turn evil, descend into demonic ways, and become the sinner who brought about the world's destruction.

He was also the person who, in her previous life, had said "It wasn't worth it" to her as they died together.

Xie Xianchi wanted to save him.

But as she kept saving him, how had this little villain become so cute, and grown more and more handsome...?

A faint rouge-red glow appeared in his eyes. His lips were a delicate, dewy red, his beauty incomparable. He was like a poppy that lured people in. Even the way he looked at her grew more and more seductive...

A shocking piece of news spread through the Three Realms: the Sword Master of the World, Xie Xianchi, had married her own well-behaved little disciple.

On the eve of their union ceremony, Gu Mobai, as elegant as moonlight and a cool breeze, knelt outside Xie Xianchi's room in the wind and snow. His eyes were blood-red, and he seemed on the verge of going mad.

"I'm the one you love, Master. Please... don't marry him..."

Inside the room, the little villain wore a bold red robe, his eyes full of wounded pleading, yet his possessiveness was terrifyingly intense. His hand clamped firmly around the back of Xie Xianchi's head, and his hot kiss came down, burning like boiling water.

"Don't look. Don't listen. From now on, Master, you may only look at me..."

Theme: True love must never be betrayed.