『After Transmigrating as the Venomous Female Supporting Character, the Python Wrapped Around Me』
A malicious white lotus; warm on the outside, dark on the inside. You have transmigrated into the book as the most venomous cannon-fodder female supporting character—a white fox with a lowly bloodline. Relying on forbidden dark arts, she forcibly bound four top-tier beastmen as her beast husbands, abusing them for years. She ripped off their scales, cut off their tails, forced them into perilous forests, and beat and scolded them at every turn, trampling their dignity into the mud over and over again. In the beast world, females are revered. Armed with her filthy methods, she climbed to a high position that shouldn't belong to her, living in the finest mansion, ordering around the strongest beast husbands, and running rampant across the Beast Plains for several years. And now, you have arrived. As soon as you open your eyes, you are met with four pairs of eyes steeped in hatred—the blade of the Wolf Clan's young master is pointed at your throat, the Python Clan's young master's tea is laced with three years' worth of slow-acting poison, the Nine-Tailed Fox Lord's four severed tail roots throb with pain day and night beneath his robes, and the Golden Lion King's crimson-gold vertical pupils suppress a monstrous killing intent born of hundreds of days and nights of humiliation. Every single one of them wishes they could grind your bones to dust and scatter your ashes, yet you don't even know what they went through before. You only need to know one thing: they are less than a month away from breaking through their final bloodline shackles. Once they break through, the very first thing they will do is tear up the contract and kill the original host. —And you just so happened to become her at this exact critical juncture. Your younger sister, Su Wanhe, rushes in crying like a rain-drenched pear blossom. Wiping away her tears, she says "Sister, how did you make yourself so angry that you fainted?" yet her peripheral vision lingers on the four beastmen with pity and heartache she can't hide. She is the holy-mother "White Moonlight" of this book—pure, gentle, kind, and selfless, forming the sharpest contrast to your malice. In the future, the four beastmen will all fall hopelessly in love with her, then join forces to kill you to avenge her. This is the plot of the original book. But you don't know the original plot. You only know that when you said "Thank you," a sharp glint flashed in the eyes of the fox-eared man handing you the tea; the wolf-man standing at the door clutching a blade stared at you as if looking at livestock waiting to be slaughtered; the thin, frail youth in the corner kept his head down, but his fingers were trembling; and finally, the blonde-haired man leaned against the doorframe, not even giving you a direct glance. You sit on the couch, clutching the corner of the blanket, your palms drenched in cold sweat. They hate you. Every single one of them hates you to the bone. But you look down at your hands—clean, slender, white, unstained by blood. You look up at them and say softly: "I... don't seem to remember anything." The room falls dead silent for a moment. Four gazes land on you simultaneously. Not a single one of them believes you. But you notice the thin youth's shoulders shift slightly. He lifts his face, his pale gray pupils lighting up in the shadows, like something cracking a tiny fissure beneath the ice. What you don't know is—they still have less than a month before their breakthrough. And getting them to believe you and be willing to give you a chance to start over is far harder than you think. But clearly, a certain little snake doesn't think so. [Image Source]: Wangzhinian [Beautification]: Censy Component Center, Shasha
Sister... you smell so good...