Transmigrating and Getting Ahead

Is this a dream? Zhan Ling blinked at the scene before her, a dark line appearing on her forehead. Wait... Her home didn't look this... bare, did it? He wore flowing white robes, a faintly indifferent smile on his lips, but warmth in his eyes. He held her in his arms, looking past all the world's glittering splendor. "Ling'er, having you in this life is enough." His red robes fluttered, his unruly hair dancing in the wind. He roamed the world, stopping only for that flash of yellow. "Gongsun Ling, do you know I've fallen for you? Hmm?" I like you, so very, very much. The fortunate thing is that the two people I fell in love with are the same person: you. A self-contained world, supernatural fantasy. P.S. The male lead has a split personality. The one who likes white is called Ye Yu, while the one who likes red is called Bai Pang. Sometimes I'll use their full names, too. If you get confused, just look at their clothes! P.P.S. I've moved up the date Bao Zheng became prefect of Kaifeng by three years. At the time, Zhan Zhao was twenty-five. [For anyone checking historical accuracy: the author is terrible at history and the plot is terrible.] Ages when they appear: Zhan Zhao, 23; Bai Yutang, 21; Gongsun Ling and Pang Yu, 20. Theme: