Ning Shengsheng is transmigrated into a cliché-ridden cultivation novel as the villainous princess. A system forces her to win over the main villain, Xue Chen.
She will die if she doesn’t stir up trouble, but if she goes too far, she’s afraid the villain will hold a grudge.
Her only option is to walk the high-risk path of “a slap, and then a sweet.”
One moment, she’s just finished whipping the villain, the next she’s sneaking to his door in the middle of the night with healing ointment, pretending to “just be passing by.” She’ll wear a veil to sabotage his cultivation until he coughs up blood, only to immediately raid the spiritual herb treasury to heal him.
The villain’s expression evolves from, “Are you insane?” to “Let’s see how long you can keep up this act.”
Then one day, the system’s missions take a strange turn, shifting from “harassing” the villain to “getting close and personal” with him.
【Host, please hold the villain’s hand.】 She bites the bullet and complies.
【Host, please praise the villain.】 Full of doubt, she does as she’s told.
【Host, please say you like the villain, that you love the villain.】
“What? Let’s just skip this one.”
The moment Ning Shengsheng refuses, the young man flicks open the silk sash at her waist with the tip of his blade, his fingers grazing her side. “Your Highness, why have you stopped doing the missions?”
Stunned, Ning Shengsheng stumbles back. “How do you know?”
His eyes dance with mockery as he opens his palm. “Is this your system? I co-opted it a long time ago.”
The useless system trembles, curled into a ball.
“Those ‘get close’ missions…?”
“Mhm. I wrote them.” He leans in, a morbid obsession in his expression, his breath ghosting past her ear. “Your Highness, for a person like me, once I get my hands on a piece of candy, I’ll never let go, even in death. Not even if it’s fake.”
Ning Shengsheng: “!”
After discovering she wasn’t the original “princess,” Xue Chen awakened his sinister nature. He seized her system and used it to draw her closer, making her cling to him until she could never escape his grasp.
