[Quick Transmigration] The Clingy Spirit of the Blackened Male Supporting Character - Chapter 111

Every update day, everyone took out their phones to binge-watch the drama. Not only were the sweet and sour romance scenes outstanding, but the twists and turns of the power struggles were also brilliantly displayed. The barrage was filled with comments.

“What’s wrong with this Crown Prince? Is he blind? He doesn’t want a beauty and instead goes for plain porridge and side dishes?”

“The favored concubine’s character is so captivating, a cunning and ruthless villain. No need for heavy makeup or distorted expressions. You can feel his viciousness.”

“As long as they get in the way, they’re all eliminated. That’s the mark of a villain! It’s a shame he loves the Crown Prince to the bone, but it hurts him deeply. Pitiful yet so hateful.”

“Why is this scene of taking off his clothes so tantalizing? I can’t take it! I’m a woman, and I’m about to nosebleed. I’m so jealous! Why is his skin so fair? Why is his waist so slim?”

“Not feminine at all, he’s beautiful beyond gender. My heart is racing just watching.”

“I love this kind of seductive scene. That’s true temptation, not the ugliness of lesser characters.”

“Is this Crown Prince even a man?! Faced with such allure and color, he actually rejected him! He rejected him! Don’t give him to me!”

“Go for it! Let’s see how this little fairy seduces him.”

“Be bold and go for it!”

“The fairy has given so much for the Crown Prince, what has the protagonist done? Why can’t the prince see any of it?”

“Blind!! I can see! I’m willing! Come and throw yourself into my arms!”

“Get lost, wake up.”

Of course, Luo Ning would also follow the drama he starred in. Acting and watching are two different things. The series had been edited down to fifty-two episodes and was already more than halfway through.

Whether it was the main actors or supporting actors, everyone had gained some popularity during this time.

Suddenly, Luo Ning was flipped over. Luo Ning quickly wrapped his arms around Ye Xingzhou’s neck as the tall figure pressed down firmly on him. Luo Ning met Ye Xingzhou’s eyes. “What are you doing?”

Ye Xingzhou’s face shone with a warm glow, his dark, narrow eyes glinting with a faint light. “Didn’t the netizens want me to do it? How can I let them down? I couldn’t do it in the drama, so I’m making up for it now.”

His scorching lips left marks on Luo Ning’s face and neck and traveled down, biting at his collarbone. His fingers tenderly caressed Luo Ning’s sensitive lower back, and his lips and teeth left a trail of marks on Luo Ning’s fair chest.

Luo Ning’s eyelashes trembled slightly, with tears clinging to them. He couldn’t help but bite his lips, releasing intermittent sobs. His hair was damp with sweat, and wave after wave of exhaustion washed over him, leaving him weak.

Ye Xingzhou’s dark eyes flashed with thoughts of when they were filming. Luo Ning was in red gauze, his eyes captivating and enticing, making one want to swallow him whole. He kissed the tears at the corner of Luo Ning’s eyes, loving the way Luo Ning looked at this moment. His breath was aggressive and filled with force, not allowing Luo Ning any escape.

Luo Ning felt lost in confusion. He clung tightly to Ye Xingzhou like a straw in dangerous waves, starting to sob softly, frightened and anxious.

But his hands and legs were weak, slapping against Ye Xingzhou was like a kitten scratching—completely useless. Instead, it only encouraged Ye Xingzhou to advance further. How could he possibly let him go?

At this moment, Luo Ning realized what it meant to be a rag doll. He was completely exhausted from being taken apart. Now he was truly angry. He put on a wronged expression and refused to talk to Ye Xingzhou, forcing him to sleep on the sofa while tightly locking the door. No amount of Ye Xingzhou’s coaxing or cooking would work. Hmph! He wasn’t that easy to appease.

If he let this slide, next time he’d be the one suffering.

Ye Xingzhou was indeed feeling troubled. He’d never found the sofa so detestable before, but now it was just an eyesore. He thought about throwing it out. He had spent five lonely days sleeping alone, feeling cold and isolated, curled up with his long legs.

The most frustrating part was that he had genuinely angered his baby. He was forbidden from getting into bed, from hugging, and from feeding him. They barely spoke.

Ye Xingzhou was helpless, and the whole person seemed to have lost life. He searched on the internet for ways to appease his lover, and the majority of the answers were to buy things.

But buying things didn’t help either, so he skipped those answers. Another suggestion was to create romance, but his baby wouldn’t go out with him, even after setting up a candlelight dinner at home.

When he saw the last answer, “There’s nothing that can’t be solved in bed. If fighting doesn’t work, then fight again”. Ye Xingzhou angrily crossed it out. Nonsense!

If he could get into bed, would he need to ask this? Wasn’t this just showing off in front of him?

Ye Xingzhou had no choice but to look pitiful, like a dog with its tail between its legs. He was sincerely apologetic but changing his ways was impossible. He eagerly offered fruit to Luo Ning’s lips, lowering his voice, “Baby, please don’t be mad. You can hit me if you want, just don’t give me the cold shoulder.”

Luo Ning threw a sharp look at him. What kind of talk was that? He was the one feeling exhausted, yet Ye Xingzhou spoke as if he were a cold and heartless scumbag.

Ye Xingzhou continued, “As long as you don’t ignore me, I’ll do anything for you.”

“I don’t want to sleep on the sofa anymore. I want to lie on a soft bed. Next time, I’ll definitely listen to you, okay?”

Luo Ning suddenly had a flash of inspiration. His eyes brightened a little. After so many days, he hadn’t forgotten. “Alright, tonight you don’t have to sleep on the sofa. But if it comes to that time, I want to be on top.”

He suddenly realized that he had always been on the bottom. As a soft and weak bottom, he also had dreams of being the top, okay? He was curious about what it felt like to be on top. Ye Xingzhou always looked so comfortable, was it more enjoyable up there?

Imagining himself refreshed while Ye Xingzhou looked completely powerless, anticipation started to bloom in Luo Ning’s eyes. He was a little eager to try.

Ye Xingzhou was stunned for a moment but didn’t reject the idea. On the contrary, a strange excitement and enthusiasm lit up his eyes. Could there really be such a good thing?

His previously depressed mood soared to new heights, and he was no longer disappointed, his entire body radiating happiness.

He picked up Luo Ning. “Baby, no need to wait for next time. You can try it right now.”

He pounced on Luo Ning like a hungry wolf. The heat of his gaze burned Luo Ning, leaving no time for regret.

Luo Ning couldn’t help but cry out. Although he was now on top, it wasn’t the top he had imagined. This bastard Ye Xingzhou was definitely doing it on purpose. Luo Ning’s eyes turned red.

In the end, Ye Xingzhou had several red marks on his back and face, but he didn’t feel any pain, only satisfaction.

…

The huge success of “The Prosperous Chang’an” also caught the attention of various variety shows, which extended olive branches.

Ye Xingzhou had to negotiate a contract and couldn’t attend, so Luo Ning was initially reluctant to go. But being on a variety show was a good opportunity to promote the drama. Since most of the cast was going, and under Director Zheng’s advice, he couldn’t refuse.

This variety show was currently ranked second in viewership, mainly due to its lively and entertaining style. Luo Ning watched two episodes and had no issues with it, though there were occasionally eye-catching moments.

Their crew was mostly male, with the main actor Jian Xi, the director, and several supporting roles—totaling seven people on stage.

They began brainstorming ways to attract more attention since with so many people, camera time would be limited, and the main focus would definitely be on the lead actor.

At the opening, they sang a song together. The host energized the atmosphere. Luo Ning was used to the camera and didn’t feel nervous. He appeared confident, looking distinct in his white suit without needing to do much. His appearance and aura did all the work.

Beside him, the second male lead, Zeng Yu, flashed an unhappy look. It had been hard for him to enter the cast of “The Prosperous Chang’an”, and he initially thought it would lead to a surge in popularity. He had indeed gained a lot of fans, but he wasn’t the most popular, nor was he the most talked about.

It was bad enough that Jian Xi was stealing attention, but why could someone like Luo Ning suddenly rise up and even tie himself to Film Emperor Ye, taking all the benefits? It was clear he was the real second male lead.

And now, Jian Xi was getting screen time while Luo Ning, with his good looks, seemed to glow, making Zeng Yu feel bland by comparison.

Zeng Yu’s face darkened. He tried to change his position. Even if he felt frustrated, he could only smile, trying to appear cheerful in hopes of winning over fans.

When the host asked questions related to the crew, Zeng Yu wore a smile and decided to embarrass Luo Ning. He pretended to admire him, chuckling, “The best among us is definitely Xiao Luo. Not only is his acting always praised, but he also stands out in other talents. I remember during filming, Xiao Luo performed a sword dance. It was so stunning.”

Luo Ning frowned slightly. He didn’t need a stunt double when using a sword, but when had he ever danced with one? It was clear that Zeng Yu was doing this on purpose, and the malice in Zeng Yu’s gaze was almost overflowing.

The host also became interested in this matter, widening his eyes in surprise. “Really? Can Xiao Luo perform a segment for us?”

Zeng Yu smirked triumphantly.

“Of course.” Luo Ning nodded, showing no fear. He could indeed dance with a sword. He had practiced specifically for historical dramas in which he starred. He was proficient in classical Chinese dance and other forms, so it would be a piece of cake for him.

The program had prepared relevant props since “The Prosperous Chang’an” was a historical drama.

Luo Ning didn’t need to change into a long robe. He skillfully wielded the sword, executing elegant flourishes with swift precision. His movements were light and graceful as a swan. The speed of his swordplay increased to the point where only afterimages could be seen. He was powerful and graceful, clearly the result of extensive training.

Both the audience on stage and off were mesmerized, full of surprise and admiration. Their eyes were filled with amazement. This level of skill was indeed exceptionally good.

Due to this performance, Luo Ning stood out on the variety show. One can imagine that his aura and unique sword dance would likely top the trending searches again.

Zeng Yu gritted his teeth, unable to maintain his facade of a smile any longer. He secretly clenched his hands. He thought Luo Ning wouldn’t be able to do such things, but to his shock, Luo Ning not only didn’t embarrass himself but also performed flawlessly. He actually gave Luo Ning the chance to steal the spotlight, making him feel a pang of anxiety.