[Dream of the Red Chamber] After Daiyu's Soul Visits the Land of Illusions

Lin Daiyu's soul went to the Land of Illusion on the appointed day, as previously agreed.

Without the guidance of Fairy Jing Huan, Lin Daiyu could only listen to the songs and verses from outside, faintly and indistinctly.

Jia Baoyu was right there in the scene, yet felt nothing. Lin Daiyu heard only a little, but came to a sudden and complete understanding.

After returning to the Lin residence, Lin Daiyu no longer had to face the harsh trials of swords and frost.

But her newfound understanding brought a fresh worry: What was she to do when her live-in son-in-law acted less like a man and more like a housekeeper?

The live-in son-in-law: Huh? Not a man? A housekeeper?

Lin Daiyu: D-don't... don't get the wrong idea...

Zong Heng was originally a handful of breathing soil, neither wet nor dry, capable of nurturing anything into life.

But while he was distracted saving a tree, the bald monk forcibly watered the Crimson Pearl Grass he had so carefully tended with sweet dew from before the Buddha, causing it to take human form ahead of time.

So it had taken human form. But then the bald monk drove it to the Land of Separation and Sorrow, where it drank from the Sea of Sorrow and became filled with pent-up grief. It was meant to descend to the mortal world to repay the kindness of being watered.

How was that kindness? It was clearly a grudge!

Besides, were the tears of my precious little Crimson Pearl something a bald monk like you could bear to receive?

But the Crimson Pearl Grass had already entered the mortal world, and it was too late for Zong Heng to be reborn. He could only seal away his memories and cultivation and enter the mortal world in his original form.

(Immortals and mortals are different. If memories and cultivation aren't sealed, the world will collapse~)

The sweet dew before the Buddha cuts off love and affection, while the waters of the Sea of Sorrow are tangled with feelings and twist the heart with endless grief.

Watered by these two kinds of celestial dew, so completely opposed to each other, Lin Daiyu's true form had long since been shattered. If she had not originally taken root in breathing soil, she would have died before her tears ran dry.

With meticulous care and painstaking treatment, Zong Heng finally rescued Lin Daiyu from the brink of death.

PS: A sweet, everyday story, full of little things.

There is domestic intrigue, the imperial examinations, and officialdom, but Lin Daiyu herself isn't involved. The main draw is watching the drama unfold (not really).

Theme: Woe is me, my live-in son-in-law is too clingy!