The Vicious Beauty's Plan to Kill Her Husband Goes Wrong

After Lin Shuyu fell into the ranks of the evil and heretical, everyone wanted him dead. By chance, he heard that his former senior brother had become the foremost figure of the righteous path.

Remembering the 'bond' they had shared in the past, he decided to give Qin Ye a grand gift.

So he dressed as a woman and coaxed and tricked Qin Ye into becoming his cultivation partner.

On their wedding night, the red candles crackled.

Lin Shuyu, wearing his wedding robes with careless abandon, sat on Qin Ye's lap. His long fingers leisurely traced Qin Ye's tense chest.

He leaned close, smiling like a demon: 'Senior Brother, don't rush. This is only the beginning.'

To make Qin Ye obey, Lin Shuyu gave him the most potent poison. The once-high-and-mighty leader of the righteous path became his groveling slave.

Lin Shuyu always made Qin Ye kneel and comb his hair. Watching those hands, once wielding a sword to slay demons, tremble as they held the jade comb, he would chuckle. 'Your hands are so much gentler when they're not holding a sword, Senior Brother.'

Every day, Lin Shuyu came up with new ways to humiliate Qin Ye, even forcing him to learn the most vulgar erotic songs.

But Qin Ye grew more obedient by the day. The eyes that had once looked down on Lin Shuyu gradually held nothing but tenderness and submission.

Lin Shuyu suddenly found it utterly boring.

He gently kicked away the shoes Qin Ye had carefully offered him and tossed him the antidote. 'I'm tired of this. You can go.'

A few days later, he found himself a handsome young man and completely forgot about Qin Ye.

Until one day, as the young man knelt beside the bed massaging his wrist, Lin Shuyu suddenly jolted awake.

A red ribbon was tightly fastened around his slender, pale neck, leaving him nowhere to escape. Then the spiritual energy throughout his body was sealed as well.

Just as terror gripped him, a rough hand gently lifted his chin from behind.

'Having fun, Junior Brother?'

Lin Shuyu knew he was as good as dead. He shot back, 'Who knew our sanctimonious senior brother had such a kink in private?'

'Well, go on. Do it.'

The victor takes all. He could accept losing.

Lin Shuyu waited for Qin Ye to break every bone in his body, but what came instead was a tender kiss on the corner of his eye.

'I can endure your torment, not because of the poison, but because it came from you.'

'But how dare you decide you don't want me anymore?' Qin Ye's voice suddenly turned hoarse, obsession surging in his eyes as he gently covered Lin Shuyu's trembling lips. 'This time, I'll be the one who clings to you.'

Theme: Do not let adversity keep you trapped in place.