A Delicate Princess Consort's Cultivation Journal

When Lin Yaoyang first met Gu Pingning, this precious young lady of the Gu family was curled up weakly in her wheelchair, like a delicate little white flower that would snap if you so much as plucked it [misty haze]. The next time he saw her, Gu Pingning was alone by the viewing lake, cornered by a crowd of noble young ladies, putting on a vivid display of being frail, pitiful, and helpless [dense fog]. Since childhood, Lin Yaoyang had been different from other men: he liked sweet, coquettish, tearful beauties. He made a quick calculation, and his love star was shining. Then, the day after their wedding, a delighted Lin Yaoyang saw his supposedly frail princess consort snap a century-old tree in the courtyard with one whip. No, no, no. He must have gotten out of bed the wrong way! Then he saw his princess consort with a hole stabbed through her by a knife. Without changing expression, she pulled the knife out herself and plunged it straight through her opponent. She didn't even furrow her brow. No, no, no. He must have opened his eyes the wrong way! [Pain-insensitive, seemingly frail but actually a formidable heroine] X [Spirited, frank, and sweetly naive hero] My new story, The Substitute: I'm a Professional, is now serializing. If you're interested, stop by and have a look~ Word has spread among the powerful families of the capital that the Dreamlike Pavilion at the end of West Street can let you meet the person you miss so desperately, the one separated from you by death. The exact same face, the exact same voice, even the exact same temperament. As long as you can afford it, you can get a perfect double of the person in your dreams. The new top scholar, fresh from the spring examination, writes a hundred poems to win a faint smile from the young wife who died too soon, the one who used to mend his clothes and sew his wounds; The deeply devoted heir to the prince's estate offers a thousand taels of gold, just to hear the maid who died taking a knife for him call him "Young Master" once more; The invincible Divine Might General is utterly devoted to his new bride, who was captured by enemy forces and took her own life at the city gate. He asks only to see her one more time. Yu Yinyin: Consider it done! Yu Yinyin: A friendly reminder: Our prices are clearly listed, and we treat everyone fairly. A hundred taels to see their face, double to hear their voice. Custom temperament, old grudges settled. Scheduling conflict? The highest bidder goes first! Dreamlike Pavilion, giving you the wistful dream of youth you thought you'd lost. ** Few people know that in addition to running the Dreamlike Pavilion's double-for-hire business, Yu Yinyin, who knows a thing or two about making money, also runs a House of Humanity. It offers revenge, an eye for an eye and a tooth for a tooth, to devoted women who have been betrayed, used, and abandoned. A wife whose in-laws have drained her dry and worn her down to nothing; a maid her master has casually discarded as a useless pawn; a general's wife whom her husband used as bait and shot with an arrow... Yu Yinyin: Consider it done! Yu Yinyin: A friendly reminder: If you wish, you can deliver the final blow yourself. Theme: I like bright, cheerful young men because I, too, once laughed with such abandon.