A Red-Dust Steed Carries a Consort's Smile (Tang Dynasty Transmigration)

★ A Beauty's Smile in a Cloud of Dust has been published as a book, so only a small preview of the full text is available. Time and space reverse, and the wheels of fate begin to turn slowly... She transmigrates back thirteen hundred years, where she meets a handsome poet utterly unlike the man in the historical record. Was it fate?! Stepping through the mortal world, half a lifetime of love, half a lifetime lost. Far away in the heavens, a lifetime of longing, a lifetime of ruin. Eyes dark as ink and soft as foam, still as water, entangled like silk. She steps into the mortal world, life after life, then looks back from afar toward the heavens. A rider streaks through the dust, and the imperial consort turns her head, captivating all who see her. Their eyes meet, their longing stretches on, and she hopes for a lifetime of peace in Chang'an and three lifetimes together. "There, Yuhua Zhenjun. Be a good girl and go to sleep." As for transmigrating, Sun Kejun, whose life had little meaning to begin with, had never considered the minuscule odds, one in ten million, that it might happen to her... Yet at the sound of those incomprehensible words, and with the jade she always carried in her pocket, she was transported back thirteen hundred years to the prosperous Tang dynasty! "May I call you Mo Cheng?" The first person she meets is Li Taibai, a pure-hearted scholar with a cold expression? Du Zimei, the Poet Sage who worried about the nation and its people, is a flirtatious playboy? Meng Haoran, the melancholic poet who knew a lifetime of disappointment, is a bewitchingly handsome man like jade? Why is everyone she sees so different from the books? The Li Bai in the paintings is clearly a fat man, for goodness' sake! Famous historical figures pass before her eyes one after another. At first she thinks herself lucky, but gradually she discovers the clues hidden among these coincidences... As a thousand years of history comes crashing down upon her, she falls in love with him and enters the palace, then flees and runs away. Everything grows less and less clear... "Jun'er, hurry and go." As the tides of history crash in and turn everything upside down, should she shoulder the fate she has carried for three lifetimes, or run from it? If meeting was always destined to bring three lifetimes of sorrow, would it have been better never to meet at all? What she carries is not all those memories that never belonged to her, but the unbearable desolation he has given her, along with the waiting and grief of three lifetimes... "Mo Cheng... Would you wait for me in our next life?" "If there is a next life..." She reached out to touch his pale face, the smile on her lips growing more and more pained. "If there is a next life... don't meet me again." Looking back at Chang'an, embroidered towers rise in heaps; on the mountain peak, a thousand gates open one after another. A rider streaks through the dust, and the imperial consort smiles. No one knows the lychees have arrived. Tang dynasty, Du Mu, "Passing Huaqing Palace" Theme: