The Handsome Scholar Loved by Ghosts

01

The handsome young scholar Mei Tingyue was forced by a wanton young lord to flee into the mountains.

Cold rain fell through the night.

A mountain manor stood halfway up the slope, appearing and disappearing in the mist.

Mei Tingyue had injured his leg. Soaked by the rain, with vicious servants hunting him from behind, he was on the brink of death and had nowhere left to go.

Summoning the last of his strength, he knocked on the heavy gate.

"Creak..."

The gate opened.

The master of the manor stood in the darkness, gazing quietly at him.

Mei Tingyue collapsed before the gate, water dripping from his dark hair, his soaked clothes clinging tightly to his slender waist.

He looked so frail and delicate, as if he might break at a touch.

When someone lifted his chin, his consciousness was hazy, and he pleaded pitifully, "Please... save me."

In a daze, he seemed to hear a soft laugh.

The manor's master carried him inside.

He did not know that, upon seeing the gates thrown open, the vicious servants pursuing him had already gone deathly pale and fled down the mountain in panic to save their own lives.

02

While recovering at the manor, Mei Tingyue got to know its three masters.

The eldest young master was gentle and refined, the second was pure and aloof, and the third was spirited and dashing. All three seemed like immortals.

The three young masters doted on Mei Tingyue.

Every day, he lived in bliss.

He paid no attention at all to...

The third young master's robes were often stained with fresh blood.

Through the dense fog, the second young master's name was engraved on a tombstone.

The young lord who had once abused him had died without a sound, and his entire family had met with disaster...

Mei Tingyue regarded the three young masters as close friends.

Especially the eldest, who had saved his life. He was just like an older brother to him.

Until that night.

Mei Tingyue was deceived and went to bed with the eldest young master.

From then on, everything turned upside down.

03

Mei Tingyue had a childhood friend, a renowned Taoist priest.

After receiving a message, he came to look for Mei Tingyue.

Before he had even reached the foot of the mountain, he saw ghostly energy surging into the sky.

With a ritual sword on his back, the Taoist priest entered the chilly old manor.

Ghostly creatures crowded beneath the eaves and in the cracks in the walls, watching him with eerie stares. Their chilling aura rose like fog, blotting out the sky and sun.

At last, he found Mei Tingyue.

Then his steps stopped dead.

His familiar friend had become utterly strange to him.

Mei Tingyue's snowy neck was bowed, his dark hair spilled over his shoulders, and beneath his disheveled clothes were marks of wanton passion...

"He won't go back with you."

The eldest young master smiled faintly as he told the Taoist priest, "He belongs to me now. Forever and ever... he'll never leave me."

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1. Four love interests × one scholar receiving their affection. A very sweet little romance, and it won't be too long.

I'll post a notice.

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