He Sui'an inherited her parents' good fortune and was born a little fairy. She spent a lazy hundred years like that.
Then her father found her a job. She finally had an official position in the immortal realm: a junior clerk at the Hall of Fate.
He Sui'an thought the Hall of Fate was great. She loved reading storybooks in her spare time, and wasn't the Hall of Fate exactly where those storybooks could be turned into reality?
When all the immortals descended to the mortal world to undergo tribulations, wouldn't the Hall of Fate get to decide what scripts they followed?
But He Sui'an forgot that she was still just a minor immortal, and couldn't afford to offend anyone.
So in the end, she was ordered to live through every story she'd written for other people herself.
Not as the heroine, either. She was the troublemaking supporting character, the tragic cannon fodder, the beautiful woman who dies young.
Only then did He Sui'an understand the saying, "Leave yourself some room to maneuver, and you'll have an easier time meeting again in the future."
Theme: Live as your true self.
