A Mirror That Longs To Return

Synopsis: 

One day, He Jingling, a livestreamer under the #LE tag on a certain video platform, suddenly transmigrates into a historical romance novel centered around fierce male rivalry and an unstoppable female lead. The only way to return to the real world is to win the heart of the female lead, Yan Changjun.

A novel full of male rivalry.

A powerful female lead.

Yet her mission is to romance the female lead.

He Jingling: “…???”

“Do I look that desperate? Besides, she’s a thrice-married widow!!!”

The system doesn’t care and presents her with two options.

Option One: Compete on the same stage as the male love interests.

Aside from the outwardly charming but inwardly monstrous male protagonist, there are also:

a prince of a different royal surname,

a shadow guard,

a military officer,

and a physician.

Every single one of them is hopelessly in love with the female lead, driven to madness, obsession, and utter ruin for her.

He Jingling: “…No, seriously, who am I? Do I even qualify to compete with them?”

A wise woman doesn’t fight men over romance. She decisively asks for the next option.

Option Two: Compete against the female lead for men—steal her targets in reverse, making her fall hopelessly in love through jealousy.

Except…

The female lead is famously cold-hearted. Whether it was the prince, the shadow guard, the military officer, or even her personal guard, she discarded every one of them the moment they had served their purpose.

Worse still, every man who had ever become her prince consort ended up dead.

The men who frequently entered the Princess Manor always left lying flat.

It was a complete crematorium for the entire cast.

The only person she had ever truly loved was the white moonlight who had died long ago.

He Jingling: “…Dear heavens, I’d still like to live for another couple of years. QAQ”

“Compete? You think you can actually win? And steal her men? Damn it, isn’t that just asking to die?”

With an awkward laugh, He Jingling declares that she isn’t interested in competing with women over men.

She prefers proving that women are every bit the equal of men.

But after seeing Yan Changjun in person…

She admits she may have spoken a little too loudly before.

Because she absolutely loves completing missions.

So she painstakingly schemes her way closer to Yan Changjun, embarking upon a one-way road of becoming the ultimate manipulative “green tea.”

“Princess… if you knew I was actually a girl, would you still like me?”

“Sister Changjun… everyone says you’re the kind of bad woman who gets tired of someone after just one taste. But… I don’t think that’s true…”

While she spends every day trembling with fear, walking on eggshells…

The way Yan Changjun looks at her—and the things she does to her—become stranger and stranger.

Until one day, lying in Yan Changjun’s embrace, she hears her whisper softly:

“What? Have you forgotten… everything that happened between us before? Are you planning to deny it all now?”

Only then does He Jingling finally realize the truth in horror.

She had transmigrated into the role of the female lead’s long-deceased white moonlight.

He Jingling:

“…Wait.

I’m her beloved?!”

….

# Your Highness the Princess, you’ve worked so hard surviving inside a BG novel. No wonder there wasn’t any romance—you liked women all along!

# Wait… the person you like is me? Why didn’t you say so sooner?! I wasted fifty years taking the scenic route! If I’d known, I never would’ve disguised myself as a man! T^T

# So your ‘female f’ was actually because of me? Let’s talk this out—keep your hands to yourself!!!

# So it wasn’t that you’d grown tired of me—you’d simply acquired a taste for me… W-wait, wait, wait, ahhhh!!!

….

Yan Changjun has endured two losses so devastating they tore her heart apart.

She once witnessed her mother—the Empress—take her own life, leaving her imprisoned within a past shrouded in endless darkness.

She also watched the woman she loved die violently before her very eyes, powerless to save her.

She carried the memory of both women with her, year after year.

From that moment on, Yan Changjun understood that the anchor of her life had been severed forever.

She could only continue drifting.

No matter how many admirers came one after another to become guests behind her curtains, she never gave any of them even the slightest affection.

Until…

She saw her again.

Separated by fluttering embroidered curtains.

Separated by countless lantern lights.

Between heaven and earth, only that single distant glance remained between them.

Yet she was dressed in the Flying Fish Uniform of the Jinyiwei.

Yan Changjun knew well that the dead could never return to life.

The world was full of people who merely resembled one another.

Even so…

She still wanted to have her.

Thus began countless entanglements and innumerable threads binding them together.

She hoped she wasn’t her…

Yet feared even more that she wasn’t.

Yan Changjun believed these feelings, like so many buried secrets, would remain hidden forever in the depths of her heart.

But fate had other plans.

Those long-buried memories, which had already grown deep roots and sprawling branches, were ripped out by the roots, forcing her to finally confront them.

Later, she knelt before a hall filled with gods and Buddhas.

In a single instant, she seemed to fall into the mortal world of Saha.

She asked for only one thing—

That the one she loved would come to know her final wish.

….

One-Sentence Summary: She took a fifty-year detour just to pursue a thrice-married widow.

Theme: Look beyond superficial appearances to discover the precious qualities within a person’s heart, making life richer and more beautiful.