In a year when Daiyu hadn't yet entered the capital, the old emperor hadn't yet passed away, and Yuanchun was merely a lady-in-waiting in the Cining Palace, I, Jia Xu, a lucky time traveler and reborn individual, wished to be Jia Baoyu, but alas, I am Jia She's son. I can't follow Jia She to die in exile, so I must do something!