After I Seduced a Brooding Widower

Scheming transmigrated-into-a-book gong / sickly, repressed-and-seductive shou

One-on-one, both virgins

As a man transmigrated into a strange world where women outrank men, Song Yuanqing was devastated.

Transmigrated into the body of an orphan with a wandering past, forced to rely on other people's pity just to earn a meal, Song Yuanqing was even more devastated.

What devastated him most of all was that just as he had finally accepted his fate and settled down to quietly scrape by in the rear courtyard, a dream revealed that this wasn't just a simple transmigration. He had transmigrated into a book.

Let's set aside what kind of book it was. The important thing was that he was a cannon-fodder character.

A cannon-fodder character with a gruesome ending.

And now, on the second day after his awakening, his tragic path as cannon fodder was about to begin. The Old Madam Shen would force him to become the female lead's favored concubine. The female lead, eager to make the male lead jealous after a falling-out, would happily take him in and lavish him with affection, driving the male lead to break down and return to her. Then the two of them would embark on another string of married-life antics, where they fought because they loved each other.

And Song Yuanqing...

Well, how could a sweet romance about bickering lovers have a stain on its happy ending? He had served his purpose. Even though he was already several months pregnant, his life was about to end.

With the female lead's permission, the male lead bribed the midwife and made Song Yuanqing die in agony on the delivery bed in the cruelest, most painful way, killing both him and the baby.

"..."

"..."

Song Yuanqing thought this was going too far! It was going too far!

So that very night, after the tragic ending of the original book crashed through his mind, Song Yuanqing gritted his teeth and took a desperate gamble. He downed a cup of aphrodisiac wine, then climbed through a window into the most secluded courtyard in the estate.

The courtyard's owner had many titles in the public eye. He was the bereaved husband of the estate's previous owner, a devoted lover from an illustrious family, a widower who knew his wife was dead but still entered the household in a grand wedding procession, carrying her memorial tablet. Even the Old Madam showed him the utmost respect...

But only Song Yuanqing, who had been spoiled with an omniscient view of the plot, knew that all those titles were just a cover. Strip away the facade and look deep inside, and the truth was that the man liked men.

That's right. In this world where women outranked men, he liked men.

With nowhere left to turn, Song Yuanqing decided to lay his cards on the table and take a gamble.

If he lost, he was as good as dead.

If he won, he would find a way out.

Their story began with schemes and calculations, and ended with love that grew over time.

Theme: Don't lie flat. Don't accept your fate.