Suo Ying

Yue Ying has a soft, delicate appearance that puts people at ease: a face like a hibiscus flower, skin as fine as porcelain, and a winsome expression that makes people feel protective of her when she smiles. Who would have thought that after transmigrating into an impoverished ancient world, with her family destroyed and forced to live under someone else’s roof, she would find herself at a dead end and set her sights on the cousin in the manor who held all the power and toyed with her as he pleased? He seems refined and courteous, but is really a beast in fine clothes. She knows it perfectly well, but can only pretend otherwise. To get what she wants, Yue Ying stops at nothing. All she has to do is seek out her dear cousin, and she can have her wish. Yue Ying grows more and more greedy. By the time she comes to her senses, she realizes she’s trapped in a quagmire and wants nothing more than to escape as soon as possible. The household arranges a marriage for her. Though the man’s family is not especially prominent, they are a family of scholars, and his parents are cultured and reasonable. Surely she’ll have a quiet, carefree life after marrying into their family. But he destroys her marriage prospects with his own hands, piece by piece, then smiles calmly right in front of her. “I don’t agree. Do you think you can marry him?” Beneath the covered walkway, lamplight flickers. The man holds a folding fan and gently lifts the girl’s chin. Her eyes glisten with tears, and she looks so pitiful as she softly calls him Brother. But he knows better than anyone how cold and heartless she really is. He presses forward at every step, leaving Yue Ying nowhere to retreat. The folding fan gently brushes over the girl’s lips as he smiles. “My dear little sister.” Theme: Staying alive matters most