She's a Pro at Being a Patron [Dream of the Red Chamber]

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After transmigrating into a book, Kang Mianxue got her own overpowered younger sister under control. She went from being the legitimate daughter of a fifth-rank educational commissioner to a marquise’s wife, and thought she’d spend the rest of her life in comfort.

Who could have guessed she would one day discover that she was living in Dream of the Red Chamber? Looking at Lin Ruhai’s letter asking for her help and the delicate young Lin Daiyu before her, she waved a hand. Being someone’s rock was her specialty.

And with that, all of Dream of the Red Chamber was thrown into chaos.

Lin Daiyu stopped crying and went back to Jiangnan to take over the academy. She became a renowned teacher of her generation.

Baoyu: Where’s the Lin Daiyu who fell out of the sky for me?

Lin Daiyu: Crying blood for you? Dream on.

Xiangling was no longer a pitiful beauty hidden beneath dust. Watch her paint with a delicate hand, and build a magnificent world with poetry and art.

Xue Pan: N-no, wait. Isn’t it enough if I marry you properly?

Xiangling: My husband and I are happily married. Please don’t bother us, Master Xue.

A gleam of light flashed in Kang Mianxue’s eyes:

“I want a world where no one says women are useless. I want peace throughout the land, with clear skies and calm waters. I want an end to a century of humiliation.”

The Marquis of Dingyuan gazed at his smiling wife. My wife is the best.

Kang Mianxue: “...Wait, husband. When did you become emperor?”

Well, that was that. Before she knew it, she had become everyone’s rock.

Coming soon: [Qing Dynasty Time Travel: Baoyu’s Character Is All Wrong]

Sitting at home, she was suddenly struck by transmigration. After waking from a dream, Jia Ying found himself the Jia family’s precious son. Counting on his fingers, he listed what was to come:

Lin Daiyu would die in three days, the Jia family would be confiscated in a month, and ten years later he would be “choking down sour pickled greens in the bitter winter, wrapped in a tattered blanket on a snowy night.”

What a bright future!

Then the sentient jade, the culprit behind his transmigration, appeared. It arrogantly declared, “Listen to me, and you can escape your fate, become rich and handsome, and marry a beautiful, wealthy woman.”

...Oh.

Say, “When mountains lose their peaks and heaven and earth become one, if my sister goes, then I’ll go too.”

Reward: One immortal pill to prolong Daiyu’s life.

Baoyu: No thanks. The Nine Plain Needles work better than some unreliable immortal pill.

Jia Zheng summoned him. Baoyu looked at the roomful of fiends and demons, their heads wreathed in golden light, and said, “Some people are one thing to your face and another behind your back. Right now, they’re praising you to the skies. Behind your back, you’re nothing but a joke to them.”

Reward: A memorial delaying the confiscation of the Jia family’s property.

Baoyu: Just delaying it? That’s pointless. Let’s replace the emperor instead!

Prince Beijing was plotting a rebellion, and the sentient jade’s golden light had begun to dim.

“People are human because they can control their emotions. If you can’t, don’t indulge them. Reward: Prince Yi’s favor. Do whatever you want...”

Baoyu smiled. “Sorry, Prince Yi is my sworn brother.”

The sentient jade, completely unable to understand what was going on, was now barely breathing. Seeing the Yongzheng Emperor traveling incognito, it used its last strength to explain: “No matter how well you do, you can’t make everyone happy. Especially your enemies. They’ll either embellish the facts or take your words out of context.”

Reward: The Yongzheng Emperor’s favor.

Baoyu tapped his folding fan and watched Yongzheng approach. “Baoyu, I’ve come to take you home.”

Later, the sentient jade... “Who are you, really?!”

This is a one-on-one romance between Lin Daiyu and the transmigrated version of Baoyu.

Since the story is based on Dream of the Red Chamber, the timeline has been adjusted. Yongzheng is thirty years old, not forty-five.

There are many versions of Dream of the Red Chamber, so anything in this story that differs from your understanding of the book should be considered my own interpretation and original additions. Thank you.

Theme: As long as you don’t give up, there will always be light at the end of the tunnel.