Even Buddha Won't Save a Madman

The most powerful eunuch in the Great Yong dynasty is dead. * Tan Yun schemed and plotted his way from a feral little bastard who got beaten for eating a mouthful of leftover noodles to the emperor’s trusted aide, earning the title “Nine-Thousand-Year-Old.” One day, seated high upon his lotus throne, he looked down at a cold-palace outcast who had endured endless bullying with stubborn patience. He reached out and saved him, helping him climb to the heights of power. He never expected the kitten to be a wolf in disguise, turning around to bite him until he was drenched in blood. He had raised a wolf that became a threat. With nowhere to direct his resentment, Tan Yun willingly drank poison and took his own life, never imagining he would witness such a bizarre scene after death: Someone came striding through blood, slew the emperor and set the lotus throne ablaze. Yet they wiped the poison from Tan Yun’s lips and, embracing his corpse, sat until they turned to ashes. Their cruelty and tenderness were equally mad. Tan Yun could never make out the person’s face beneath the hood. The only thing he could be sure of was that the ring on their left index finger was as blood-red as the object he had casually discarded. This person treasured it, keeping it hidden away for ten years. Where had he picked up this wild peach blossom? Tan Yun was shocked and moved. He never expected to open his eyes and find himself reborn. So he set about scheming for power all over again, while searching for that mysterious “wild peach blossom.” Unfortunately, he had too few clues to find a needle in a haystack, and the peach blossom wasn’t cooperating. Tan Yun: Go ahead and hide. Who could possibly hide from you? (Gradually giving up) * The Heir of Prince Qin is a dissolute wastrel, a rabid dog. Thanks to a long list of bloody “accomplishments”, murdering someone in broad daylight, killing a relative before the emperor, and setting fires to tease the imperial consorts, he has been named the foremost menace among the royal nobility. Everyone despises and resents him, yet fears him too. One day, after taking some drugs, the heir went mad and decided to add patricide to his “list of accomplishments.” The emperor was furious and alarmed, so Tan Yun did as he had in his previous life and went to save him, risking being tortured to death by the devil incarnate. In his previous life, Tan Yun and the heir had made a wager of life and death behind a screen: best two out of three. Tan Yun won and saved him. All he remembered was the heir’s cool, jade-like voice and inscrutable gaze. In this life, there was still a screen and a wager, but Tan Yun lost all three rounds and ended up giving himself away, too. The screen toppled, wedding couplets fluttered down, and the man behind it wore red robes. His features were stunning, and the jade ring on his finger was crimson as blood. He offered Tan Yun a wedding cup filled with poisoned wine and invited him warmly: “Let us drink our wedding cup and go to the Yellow Springs together.” Tan Yun: ? Wild peach blossom, your obsession with dying together with me is so intense it’s downright rude. And another thing… you look a lot like a certain dead psycho I know. [A beautiful, innocent-looking power eunuch who loves street food, with a Bodhisattva’s face and a scorpion’s heart, as the delicate one & A seemingly dissolute wastrel who’s actually a miserable secret admirer, a sporadically deranged stalker who wants to die with his beloved every day but can’t bear to] Coming soon: The Whole Cast Falls for the Substitute Canary (working title) Pei Xiting transmigrates into a substitute romance novel set in a certain city and becomes the substitute himself. The scumbag love interests are: Love interest one: A handsome young marquis, violent and unruly, yet happy to play the obedient puppy in front of his white moonlight. Love interest two: A dissolute heir who loves freedom, but reforms himself for his white moonlight, a rotten cucumber. Love interest three: A prince who seems innocent and harmless, but is gloomy and cruel beneath the surface, utterly infatuated with a gentle “motherly” man. The scumbag love interests are all obsessed with their white moonlight. They can’t have him, but can’t bear to defile him, so they put their heads together and set their sights on his younger brother. A substitute who resembles the white moonlight, but is worlds apart from him. They compete to put the substitute through a series of brutal, heart-wrenching dramas of pursuit and escape. Once they discover each other, they lock him in a cage and keep him as a pet, indulging in group activities. At last, after his sincere love has been trampled, his eyes have been cried blind, his legs broken, and he has been locked away, driven mad, and then cured, the substitute slits his own throat and dies. Three volumes of The Scumbag’s Redemption: It Turns Out I Loved Him All Along play out at once. The three love interests gather around his corpse, weeping their hearts out, and the story ends in tragedy. After reading it, Pei Xiting: “Blegh…” Halfway through, he transmigrates into the book, where Love Interest One grabs him by the throat and hurls him onto the bed, ripping his clothes to shreds. Pei Xiting: “?” To protect his precious flower, Pei Xiting goes straight for the family jewels. Just as he’s about to kill the bastard, a voice suddenly rings in his mind: [Anyone who fails to respect the original character settings will be erased.] Pei Xiting: “???” * The scumbag love interests have a dream: they see themselves falling in love with the substitute, only to find that he’s already dead. When they wake, they come to their senses and try to win him back, only to realize it’s too late. The meek, weak, utterly helpless substitute has long since transformed into the real moon reflected in the water. Beautiful, cold, proud, and utterly indifferent. Yet he is pinned against the wall and kissed by the most exalted man in the world, their necks entwined like mandarin ducks, affection shining in their eyes. “What are you looking at?” Pei Xiting withdraws his cold gaze, tilts his head, and kisses him. “I’m looking at you, sir.” [A modern, wealthy young master with an advanced state of mind and superb acting skills, a black-hearted canary who’s a delicate “bird” & A powerful ancient emperor with maximum possessiveness, obsessed with building a golden cage to raise and train his little “bird”] Theme: The past is gone, but the future is still ours to shape.