Dream of the Red Chamber: The Xiaoxiang Consort Refuses to Accept Her Fate

The moment Lin Yu opened her eyes, she had become Lin Daiyu, the frail, sickly girl living under someone else's roof in the Rongguo Mansion.

Everyone said she was fated to die young.

Baoyu protected her, but couldn't keep her safe.

Grandmother Jia doted on her, but couldn't stop the whole household's schemes.

Madam Wang was wary of her, the Xue family used her, and the golden union match closed in step by step.

She knew that if she cried and endured everything like the original Daiyu, she would eventually die after shedding all her tears, her beauty fading away.

But in this life, she refused to accept her fate.

Her frailty was her shield, her talent her blade, and her manners the net she wove.

A gentle word could make Grandmother Jia feel for her.

A short poem could force the talk of a golden union into the open.

A game of chess could save Yingchun from the wolf Zhongshan.

An old handkerchief could preserve a path to safety for Qiaojie.

The Jia family was at the height of its prosperity, but inside, it was already bankrupt and rotten.

Yuanchun faced danger in the palace, an old case from the Ningguo Mansion was reopened, someone was tampering with the Lin family's old assets, and the fates of the Twelve Beauties were inching toward the endings of their old dreams.

Everyone thought Lin Daiyu was nothing but a frail flower in the wind.

Then, when the night of the family's confiscation arrived and the entire mansion fell into chaos, she took out the evidence and escape routes she had prepared long ago in the Xiaoxiang Pavilion.

Only then did everyone understand:

This ill-fated flower had never been waiting for someone to pity her.

She wanted to save more than just herself.

She wanted to change the fate that swallowed up every young woman in the garden.