The Handsome Scholar Loved by Ghosts

01 Mei Tingyue, a young scholar famed for his beauty, was forced into a desperate situation by a shameless young lord. He fled into the mountains. A 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 and pursued by cruel servants, he was near death and had nowhere left to run. Summoning the last of his strength, he knocked on the heavy gate. “Creak…” The gate opened. The manor’s owner stood in the darkness, silently watching him. Mei Tingyue collapsed at the entrance. Water dripped from his black hair, and his soaked clothes clung to his slender waist. He looked so frail and delicate, as though he might break at a touch. When someone lifted his chin, he was barely conscious. He pleaded pitifully, “Please… save me.” In a daze, he thought he heard a soft laugh. The manor’s owner carried him inside. But he did not know that the moment his pursuers saw the gate standing open, their faces had gone deathly pale. They fled down the mountain in terror, desperate to save their own lives. 02 While recovering, Mei Tingyue became acquainted with the manor’s three masters. The eldest was gentle and gracious, the second pure and refined, and the third spirited and dashing. All three seemed like immortals. The young masters doted on Mei Tingyue. Every day, he was happy beyond words. He never noticed… The third master’s robes were often stained with fresh blood. Through the thick mist, the second master’s name was carved into a gravestone. The young lord who had once tormented him died without a sound, and his entire family met with disaster… Mei Tingyue considered the three young masters his closest friends. The eldest, who had saved his life, was especially like an older brother to him. Until that night. Mei Tingyue was tricked into climbing into the eldest master’s bed. From then on, everything turned upside down. 03 Mei Tingyue had a childhood friend, a renowned Daoist priest. After receiving a message, he came to find Mei Tingyue. Before he had even reached the foot of the mountain, he saw ghostly energy soaring into the sky. With a ritual sword strapped to his back, the priest entered the cold, old manor. Ghosts crowded beneath the eaves and hid in the cracks in the walls, staring at him with eerie eyes. Yin energy spread like fog, blotting out the sky and sun. At last, he found Mei Tingyue. Then he stopped dead in his tracks. His familiar friend had become utterly strange to him. Mei Tingyue’s head hung low, his pale neck exposed, his black hair spilling over his shoulders. Beneath his disheveled clothes, his skin was covered in alluring marks… “He won’t go back with you.” The eldest master smiled faintly as he told the priest, “He belongs to me now. He’ll never, ever… be able to leave me.” - 1. Four love interests × scholar bottom. A very sweet romance, and it won’t be too long. 2. Updates every night at midnight. If an update is late or there isn’t one, I’ll post a leave notice. Theme: Building peace between humans and ghosts through love