Also known as The Dream of the Red Chamber: Starting as Childhood Friends with Daiyu
Shen Zhiqiu transmigrated into the world of The Dream of the Red Chamber, but this version of the story seemed quite different from the one he remembered from his previous life.
The original novel had mentioned traces of immortals here and there, but Shen Zhiqiu had never taken it seriously. He thought they were just part of the setting.
But in this version, immortals who could fly through the sky and burrow into the earth were everywhere, and scholars could cultivate literary aura to transcend the mortal world and become sages!
None of the poems or allusions from his previous life existed here.
Literary aura? Shen Zhiqiu had no idea how to cultivate it.
But in his memories from his previous life, there was half a fragmentary poem and a broken line of verse, hazy as if from another lifetime. Whenever he recited them, the world trembled faintly...
They were lines even the sages dared not write.
From Yangzhou to the capital, from licentiate to great scholar, he would make sure Lin Daiyu never had to enter the Jia household, bury flowers, or repay her tears.
Lightly, slowly, it makes me feel ill! So elegant!