The story takes place in the fictional Chinese kingdom of Caiyun. According to legend, a young man, aided by the power of the Eight Immortals, founded Caiyun. Consequently, Caiyun's territory was divided into eight provinces: Hongzhou, Huangzhou, Bizhou, Lanzhou, Zizhou, Heizhou, Baizhou, and Chazhou. Approximately 600 years ago, the king of the time ordered the nobles of each province to adopt one of these eight colors as their surnames (for example, the Marquis of Lanzhou became Lan, the Marquis of Hongzhou became Hong, and so on). Commoners were prohibited from sharing surnames with these eight marquises. Consequently, those bearing these eight colors were considered the most aristocratic of the nobles. Furthermore, because the Marquis of Zizhou, where the capital was located, also served as king, the Zi family became the royal family's surname. Despite being born into the prestigious Hong family, Hong Xiuli lived in poverty. She had to work extensively to support her family. Having experienced the turmoil of the throne struggle as a child, she deeply understood the suffering of the people. From a young age, she diligently studied, hoping to pass the imperial examination, become an official, assist the king, and build a prosperous and peaceful nation. However, as a woman, she cannot take the imperial examination. One day, Xiu Li accepts a high-paying commission from Grand Tutor Xiao and enters the harem as a noble concubine to teach and assist the incompetent emperor. This opportunity leads Xiu Li to a career as an official, and she encounters a variety of people.

Zhu Yuan transmigrated. In this backward ancient world without the internet, cell phones, or various forms of entertainment, how did she pass the time? She made a pen pal—a true pen pal. Zhu Yuan took out her little notebook and, with a stroke of her brush, wrote: "Goudan, come out and chat!" Xie Zheng, who was practicing calligraphy in the study, slipped his brush, ruining the entire calligraphy copybook. "There are beauties in books, the ancients were right!" by Xie Zheng many years later. ***Next romance novel, please add to your collection*** Synopsis of "My Spiritual Spring is a Bathing Pool": Upon waking up, Qu You found herself a junior disciple in a dilapidated sect, with a red, cloud-shaped scar on her palm. With just a thought, the scar would flow with a clear, sweet spring, the water brimming with spiritual energy. A sip, and her cultivation level would visibly increase. Looking at the impoverished sect and her empty storage bag, Qu You gritted her teeth and ran to...

On an seemingly ordinary day, a driverless bus carrying Kong Linzhang, Wei Zhiyuan, and a group of cursed individuals arrives at the Black Haunted House. Every so often, a blood-red portal within the house forcibly pulls the group into a terrifying world to carry out horrific events. Kong Linzhang and Wei Zhiyuan, as witnesses, are filled with intense regret and resentment, and unexpectedly gain the ability to travel through time. During their travels, they foresee crucial clues using information asymmetry, but their lack of understanding of the rules of time travel hinders their actions. Meanwhile, a mysterious villainous organization, determined to prevent the truth from being revealed, constantly sabotages the protagonists' search for clues. The protagonists must not only contend with the harsh environment and unknown threats beyond the Haunted House and the blood-red portal, but also break the curse within a limited time. In the process, they are forced to choose sides with some of the cursed individuals due to ideological differences, creating a conflict between factions. The protagonists are also misled by the villains, leading to misunderstandings and misguided actions. Even after successfully breaking the curse, they discover that the "butterfly effect" has caused irreversible consequences, and the victory comes at a heavy price.

Seek your own path, keep searching, and you'll find the way of humanity. Water and mountains may be crossed, but the path remains. May Heaven never grow old, and may my hometown forever be well. I see only green mountains, yet everywhere they are pierced by rain and wind. The road to my hometown seems endless. The Way of the Taoist, the Way of the Gods—I seek the way of humanity myself. Demons and monsters all claim to be good, but the winds howl and thunder roars, heaven and earth waile and ghosts cry. Why has the once beautiful land become a sea of ​​blood? The road to my hometown seems like a road of no return. I ask humanity, where can I find the Way? (Although this has been used before, I'll still use it to feel appropriate.)