Zhu Wei and her ex-wife transmigrate into a book together.
They become a pair of sworn enemies bound by a love curse in a restricted cultivation novel.
The good news:
Zhu Wei wrote the book, so she knows the plot.
The bad news:
She never had the nerve to show this part of the story to Ni Gelan, not even when they were newlyweds and deeply in love.
After all, the plot was way too explicit, written purely to indulge her tastes and add a little spice.
With the love curse about to take effect, Zhu Wei looked at the stunning beauty in white, whose aloof elegance seemed to set her apart from the world, and offered a "kind" reminder.
"You won't find a way out. Why not get on your knees and beg me? Maybe I'll be in a good mood and agree to take you out."
In the story she'd written, the love curse came in two forms: the [Seed] and the [Mother].
Once it took effect, the person afflicted by the [Seed] would be overcome by heat (one hundred and eight words omitted here). In short, it was unbearable, and failing to relieve it in time would damage their cultivation.
The whole point was that they had no choice but to do it, and could only do it with the person afflicted by the [Mother].
Naturally, Zhu Wei was the one afflicted by the [Mother].
At her words, Ni Gelan, who had been calmly examining their surroundings, turned to look at her.
Her gaze was no longer as cool and self-possessed as usual. There was a light in her eyes that Zhu Wei couldn't understand, almost excitement.
"Are you sure you're not the one who'll be begging me?"
Zhu Wei laughed. She'd written the book, so of course she knew how it went.
As the flower on the cave ceiling bloomed brilliantly right on schedule, she knew the love curse was about to take effect.
She planned to enjoy the sight of Ni Gelan burning with desire, helpless to resist, then wait for her to break and beg for help. At that point, Zhu Wei would roll her eyes and call her an idiot.
Just imagining it was thrilling enough to make her feel hot all over.
But something seemed off...
When Zhu Wei realized she was afflicted by the [Seed], while Ni Gelan had the [Mother], she was completely dumbfounded.
"What's going on? Isn't this the book I wrote?"
As soon as the words left her mouth, she heard a soft laugh from above.
Ni Gelan had somehow come right up to her.
She lifted Zhu Wei's chin, an ambiguous, teasing smile at the corner of her lips.
"You did write it."
Her fingertip brushed Zhu Wei's trembling red lips. Her languid voice held the composure of a cat playing with a mouse.
"I just made a tiny change."
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