Lin Zhen transmigrates into the Dream of the Red Chamber, where the great mansion is on the brink of collapse and countless beauties meet their tragic ends. She becomes a lowly maid in the Jia household, so sick she is about to die.
Struggling, she grabs the dry food beside her bed and stuffs it into her mouth. She thinks: If I'm going to die sooner or later, I might as well rebel.
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In short, this is a story that turns the natural order upside down.
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The Twelve Beauties of Jinling? If you're a woman, come join the rebellion.
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The autumn wind suddenly rises, stirring Daiyu into coughing a few extra times that morning. Seeing this, Zijuan, Xueyan, and the others can't help worrying, but Daiyu herself pays it no mind. She props herself up and looks through her old poems. When her fingers brush the poem "Words on Truth," she loses herself in thought and falls silent for a long while. Then hurried footsteps sound nearby. Zijuan has returned with the medicine, but in her panic, the first thing she says upon reaching Daiyu is:
"Miss, miss! Everyone outside says the rebels have entered the city..."
Daiyu's hand clenches the stack of poems. She turns and asks, "Did you confirm it? What rebels?"
"They say it's the Women's Army," Zijuan says. For some reason, her eyes redden as she replies slowly, "Their leader is called Lady Lin."
Daiyu suddenly lets out a long, long breath.
"I will return," she recalls that day years ago, and the words of an old friend. "Just don't die before then. Come be my chancellor!"
Theme: Born rebellious, determined to be a good person
