Transmigrating into the world of Jade Dynasty, I was targeted by the female lead in a reverse romanc

Lu Xueqi remained silent.

Her eyes were closed, her brows were tightly furrowed, her teeth were clenched, and cold sweat poured down her forehead. The pain felt as if someone had reached into her chest and ripped out her heart and bones, ruthlessly and accurately, leaving no room for mercy.

She groaned softly, her nails digging into her palms, her body trembling slightly, but she didn't utter a sound.

pain.

This is the epitome of excruciating pain and agonizing pain.

In a short while, the pain subsided like a receding tide. Lu Xueqi let out a long breath, opened her eyes, and found herself inside Jiang Xiaochuan's body. The body that originally belonged to her was lying beside her, eyes closed, still asleep.

Hong Li stopped, glanced at the two of them, and nodded: "It's done. The Bloodthirsty Bead and the Soul-Capturing Staff are both here with me."

Lu Xueqi didn't reply, but looked down at "herself" with her eyes closed beside her.

Let's wait for Jiang Xiaochuan to wake up.

After waking up, the wedding night truly began.

When he woke up again, he was lying on the edge of the bed, covered with a brocade quilt. He moved and felt something was wrong. His body felt very light, his chest felt heavy, and his legs felt empty. He raised his hand and saw a fair and slender hand with delicate wrist bones and rounded fingertips.

This is not his hand.

He sat up abruptly, looked down, and saw a patch of snow-white skin on his chest, two soft mounds swaying with his movements. His mind went blank, and he stiffly turned his head to look at his side.

Another "he" is there.

She's changed her clothes.

He, Jiang Xiaochuan, is now inside Lu Xueqi's body.

And Lu Xueqi was inside his body.

"How are you feeling?" Lu Xueqi asked, but it was Jiang Xiaochuan's voice.

Jiang Xiaochuan opened his mouth, and the voice that came out was clear and pleasant, it was Lu Xueqi's voice: "It's...it's alright..."

Lu Xueqi got out of bed, walked to the bronze mirror, and looked at herself. Jiang Xiaochuan's face was reflected in the mirror, and his eyes now showed a different kind of coldness. She raised her hand, touched her cheek, and then looked down at her hands, feet, and whole body.

"So this is what you're like," she said softly, her tone filled with curiosity.

Jiang Xiaochuan also got out of bed and walked to the mirror.

Lu Xueqi's face was reflected in the mirror, breathtakingly beautiful, but at this moment, because of his expression, he looked dazed. He raised his hand to touch his face, his fingertips brushing against the delicate skin, then quickly withdrew his hand, blushing.

"When...when can we switch back?" he stammered.

"One day later." Hong Li's voice came. She was sitting at the table, leisurely drinking tea, as if she wasn't the one who had just cast the spell to switch bodies. She put down her teacup, looked at the two of them, and her eyes flashed with a mischievous light. "Oh, right, there's something I forgot to mention."

The two men turned to look at her.

"Linglong is still alive," Hongli said slowly. "She's been living in your mind, watching the live broadcast."

Jiang Xiaochuan: "...?"

Lu Xueqi: "...?"

Hong Li raised her hand and grabbed at the air.

A phantom was pulled out from between Lu Xueqi's eyebrows, landed on the ground, and solidified into a semi-transparent female figure, which was Linglong. At this moment, her face was flushed, her eyes were unfocused, and she dared not look at the two people on the bed.

"Hi..." Linglong chuckled dryly, waving in greeting, "Um, congratulations..."

Jiang Xiaochuan's mind was buzzing. He pointed at Linglong, his hand trembling, "You...you've been..."

"How long have you been watching?" Lu Xueqi asked coldly.

"Well, not long ago..." Linglong's eyes darted around, "It started from when you two got married... Ouch!"

Hongli grabbed her again and stuffed her back between Jiang Xiaochuan's eyebrows: "Alright, keep watching, I won't disturb your wedding night."

After saying that, she flashed, turned into a red light, and disappeared into Lu Xueqi's brow, returning to her mind.

The room fell silent.

Jiang Xiaochuan and Lu Xueqi looked at each other. Jiang Xiaochuan looked at his own face and saw Lu Xueqi's expression; Lu Xueqi looked at her own body and saw Jiang Xiaochuan's expression—strange and awkward.

"Now..." Jiang Xiaochuan began, and it was Lu Xueqi's voice, soft and hesitant.

Lu Xueqi walked over, reached out, and picked him up in her arms. Jiang Xiaochuan exclaimed in surprise and instinctively wrapped his arms around her neck.

"Now," Lu Xueqi looked down at him, a smile appearing on his face, "wedding night."

She laid him back on the bed and then climbed on top of him. Jiang Xiaochuan felt incredibly awkward watching that face get so close, and turned his head away, saying, "Wait...wait!"

Lu Xueqi stopped: "What are you waiting for?"

"I...I am you now, you are me..." Jiang Xiaochuan stammered, "How...how..."

"Why not?" Lu Xueqi raised an eyebrow, reached out and pinched his chin, turning his face towards her. "You are my husband, and I am your wife. The affairs of husband and wife are a matter of course."

"But……"

"No buts." Lu Xueqi interrupted him, lowered her head, and kissed him.

This kiss was Jiang Xiaochuan's body and Lu Xueqi's soul kissing Lu Xueqi's body and Jiang Xiaochuan's soul.

It was both bizarre and exciting. Jiang Xiaochuan's mind was a jumbled mess, but his body reacted honestly. Lu Xueqi's hand slipped inside his clothes and caressed his softness. Jiang Xiaochuan trembled and let out a soft moan. It was Lu Xueqi's voice, soft and sweet, which made him blush.

"No..." He pushed her away, his hand pressing on her shoulder. He touched her thin shoulder bone, his own body. He felt as if he had been burned and withdrew his hand.

Lu Xueqi grabbed his wrist and pressed it above his head. She looked at him with fire, laughter, and something else in her eyes, a deep, unsettling look.

"Jiang Xiaochuan," she called his name, her voice low and husky, filled with desire, "do you know how long I've wanted this day?"

Jiang Xiaochuan looked at her, at the expression on his own face—both strange and familiar. The awkwardness in his heart slowly dissipated, replaced by a strange thrill. He stopped struggling and let her do as she pleased.

With his clothes completely removed, Jiang Xiaochuan looked at his own body—thin, white, his chest… his legs… He closed his eyes, unable to bear looking.

Lu Xueqi looked closely, her hands tracing his chest, waist, and between his legs, leaving no inch untouched.

"So this is how you touch me," she whispered, with a smile.

Jiang Xiaochuan's face burned, he turned his head away and bit his lip.

Lu Xueqi leaned down and kissed his earlobe, neck, and down his neck. Her hands weren't idle either, igniting a fire within him. Jiang Xiaochuan's breathing quickened, his body trembled uncontrollably, and soft moans escaped his throat, one after another, all in Lu Xueqi's voice, soft and seductive. He felt like he wanted to disappear into the ground.

"Xueqi..." he called her in a hoarse voice.

"Mmm," she replied.

Jiang Xiaochuan curled his toes in embarrassment and covered his face with his hands. Lu Xueqi pulled his hands down, kissed his palms, then spread his legs and pressed herself against him.

"Wait!" Jiang Xiaochuan suddenly remembered something, his eyes widening. "Safety measures..."

Lu Xueqi stopped, looked at him, her eyes filled with a mixture of helplessness and amusement: "How could I be pregnant with my current body?"

"But...but..."

"No buts."