Song Yunqing transmigrated.
She couldn't understand it. She hadn't done anything bad, never commented on an author while reading a novel, and had never read any novel featuring someone with the exact same name as her. So how had she transmigrated?!
If she had to transmigrate, why couldn't she at least become a person? The least they could have done was make her a cute little animal. But what did it mean to transmigrate into a wuyou tree?! Even if it was a sacred tree in Buddhism, it was still just a tree, planted in someone's courtyard!
There was nothing for it. Song Yunqing accepted her fate.
But why did everyone who lived in the courtyard where I stood come to such a bad end?
The first was Chen Ze, the newly appointed top scholar, who had placed first in all three imperial examinations. Song Yunqing thought he might become a powerful minister, as people did in novels, but he refused to marry the dissolute and tyrannical princess, and was murdered on a dark, windy night. No one claimed his body, so it had no choice but to become her fertilizer.
Several centuries later.
The second was Bai Xi, a beautiful qin player whose music was especially lovely. Song Yunqing loved listening to her play beneath her branches. Then, one day, for some unknown reason, Bai Xi played a song and hanged herself from Song Yunqing with her qin strings.
Several more centuries passed.
The third seemed to be an emperor. He was being hunted, and Song Yunqing saved him when he was close to death. But she suffered a backlash and slept for several more centuries, so she never found out how the emperor died.
The fourth was a prince who was being hunted...
It wasn't until she somehow found herself in the Celestial Realm and met Lord God Xihe, whom she fell in love with, that Song Yunqing began to flirt with him using the only thing she knew: cheesy pickup lines...
Song Yunqing: "Do you know the difference between you and the stars?"
The Lord God: "..."
