When Wang Xifeng died, they wrapped her in a tattered mat and threw her into the snow.
When she opened her eyes again, Madam Wang was holding a teacup. “Feng girl, the Waking of Insects is the day after tomorrow. The Ningguo Mansion is hosting a flower-viewing party. Make the arrangements.”
She had been reborn. She hadn’t transmigrated; she had simply been reborn.
The Waking of Insects? She remembered it well. At the flower-viewing party, she had run into Jia Rui, set a trap that killed him, established her authority, and made an enemy.
This time, she would think things through before making a move. But then she discovered something uncanny…
At every solar term, she was “pulled” back into a famous scene from the original novel, forced to watch the plot unfold all over again.
She tried to fight it, but each time the scene ended, everything reset, and every outcome was still exactly the same as in her previous life.
That is, until the Spring Equinox and the scene where she “helped manage the Ningguo Mansion.” She made one small change: she charged a sum of silver to one of Madam Wang’s personal attendants. It was such a tiny change, it was almost impossible to notice.
But on Tomb-Sweeping Day, that sum really was deducted from Madam Wang’s accounts. A trace of wariness entered Madam Wang’s gaze.
Xifeng understood: every alteration she made during a solar term would leave a mark in the real world.
She began plotting furiously.
On Tomb-Sweeping Day, regarding You Erjie, she merely “accidentally” let Madam Wang find out that You Erjie was carrying a boy, and that Jia Lian had misappropriated public funds. Two days later, You Erjie “suffered a miscarriage,” and Jia Mu herself ordered her out.
She hadn’t done a thing. Everyone else had done it for her…
All she had to do was make the right move at every solar term.
No System, no romance, no redemption arc. Xifeng was still ruthless and merciless, but now her brutality was precise instead of indiscriminate. Every solar term was another trial. Watch her plan every move as she defies fate and changes her destiny…
The donkey's lips are not the horse's mouth. I haven't read the Dream of Red Mansions seriously. It's all a deception.