Dream of the Red Chamber: Reborn as Rongbaoyu

The day of the golden wedding arrives, and the fated bond between wood and stone ends. She, Lin Daiyu, was the reincarnation of Jiangzhu. She had thought she was destined to be alone in this life, but an imperial decree ordered her to marry him and become his consort. Once inside the prince's mansion, she found herself in a world as deep as the sea. Treading carefully, she struggled to get by, holding on to the one thing she refused to lose: her cool, proud spirit. As one dynasty gave way to another in those troubled times, who would sacrifice her to the afterlife for the sake of the throne? If you have no love for me, then I will leave. If your heart is not in this, why should I offer you mine? Better to cut off my long hair and spend my days beside the Buddha, beneath a lone lamp. I wonder, would you regret it? When they met again, she smiled faintly, her Buddhist robes flowing as she walked away. He, Shui Rong, was the gentle and refined Prince of Beijing. Though he had countless concubines, he alone had set his heart on a woman as simple and unworldly as she was. Yet he took her without showing her compassion, and doted on her without cherishing her. When all was settled, he looked back and realized that his heart had long been lost. “Yuer, will you marry me?” He gently held the sleeping woman in his arms and whispered, “Whether you're alive or dead, whether you're asleep or awake, I will marry you and make you my wife...”