[Dream of the Red Chamber] Transmigrate Vs. Reborn: Turning the Tide

Mu Jin: I lived through a whole lifetime and got a second chance, all for the regret that we met too late. Lin Yue: Though I didn't come here by choice, now that I'm here, I'll do everything I can to stay by your side and change your fate. Tu Yan: Knocked out and dragged away. I'll protect my little sister, so get out of the way, you good-for-nothing. Tu Yan: Men can't be relied on. Your sister has me, and that's all she needs. Lin Hai: Get lost, all of you. No one gets to covet my Yu'er. Watch a transmigrator and a reborn person join forces to save Daiyu and change the course of Dream of the Red Chamber. The author is a Daiyu fan, but will try not to vilify anyone. Updates daily. Completed historical romance: Return of the Phoenix (Reborn) Completed Dream of the Red Chamber fan fiction: “Dream of the Red Chamber: The Peerless Scholar” “Dream of the Red Chamber: A Lifetime of Peace” “Dream of the Red Chamber: The Young Madam” “Dream of the Red Chamber: A Path for Immortals” “Dream of the Red Chamber: The Lin Family's Daughter” Upcoming Dream of the Red Chamber story: “Dream of the Red Chamber: Daiyu Is Reborn and Meets a Tyrant” After Daiyu died, she neither went to the underworld nor returned to her immortal position. Instead, she was trapped in the capital, where she watched the Jia family fall and the throne change hands. After wandering as a soul for decades, she unexpectedly returned to the age of ten! But what is this System? A being calling itself the “Empress System” accidentally bound itself to her. Daiyu is helpless. No matter how she looks at it, she could never become an empress. Back from the dead, she has put her old self-pity behind her. Even her feelings for Baoyu have long since faded. Her only wish is for her father to survive, so she can fulfill the filial duties she never managed in her previous life. An outstanding employee in the world of Systems, it made the fatal mistake of binding itself to the wrong person. It contacted its superior, but was not allowed to sever the bond. With no other choice, the System had to fend for itself and plan a path to the throne for its Host. Daiyu looked at the path the System had laid out for her. The very first step was to marry a prince. She silently recalled the princes she had seen as a spirit in her previous life, hoping to make the System give up and choose another Host. Becoming an empress was simply impossible. The System refused to accept that. How could it know she couldn't do it without trying? First marry a prince, then help him become emperor, then strip him of power and take the throne for herself. The System was brimming with confidence. It was the finest System, having already helped ninety-nine empresses ascend the throne. There was no way it could fail. Xiao Yi, who had been known as a tyrant in his previous life, was reborn into the imperial family once again. As a low-born prince, he seemed to have no chance of inheriting the throne. Xiao Yi merely smiled. If he wanted something, what could he not get? Killing his father and brothers was something he could simply do all over again! Daiyu, bound to a System VS the reborn tyrant “Dream of the Red Chamber: The Young Scion” He Xizhao, a professor of science and engineering, died saving someone and was lucky enough to transmigrate to another time and an alternate dynasty, where he became the youngest son of a duke. He was determined to live a leisurely life of wealth and comfort. Then, out of nowhere, he discovered he had transmigrated into the world of Dream of the Red Chamber. What was he waiting for? Lin-meimei, here I come! After traveling a thousand miles to Yangzhou, Lin Hai held his three-year-old daughter in his arms and said lovingly, “This is my daughter! Yu'er, call him older brother.” Daiyu gave him a sweet smile. Her goddess image had crumbled, but she was just too adorable. His heart could melt. Maybe being her older brother wasn't so bad. But why was his little sister so clever? He Xizhao, stung by the comparison, rolled up his sleeves to reclaim his dignity. He showed Daiyu how a pinhole camera worked, and won her astonished, admiring gaze. From then on, she followed He Xizhao around, and never looked back from the road of experimentation. When He Xizhao finally came to his senses, Lin-meimei was still a talented young woman, but her writing seemed to have taken a strange turn. Where were the flowers? Daiyu replied calmly, “Senior Brother, are you going to study the principles of flower grafting? I have some materials for you.” He Xizhao silently lowered his head and took a bite of the greenhouse fruit Daiyu had grown. It was pretty tasty. Actually, this wasn't so bad. Lin-meimei devoted herself to research and invention alongside He Xizhao. Before they knew it, the two of them were richer than the entire country. The brothers Xiao Mingxuan and Xiao Mingyu exchanged glances and coughed twice to remind them they were there. He Xizhao glanced up, curled his lip, and said, “You freeloaders have no right to speak.” Theme: