Is there such a thing as a perfect transmigration in this world?

Yes, and Yang Wan was that lucky person.

They say a decade of academia is a decade of blood and tears. Yang Wan chose an inhuman path and single-mindedly pursued it to the darkest depths. She spent ten years in a one-sided battle among dusty documents with a Ming Dynasty eunuch named “Deng Ying.”

Deng Ying was a mysterious figure in Ming Dynasty history. It was said he possessed refined and handsome features, though he had an injury on his leg from punishment that, when acting up, often made it difficult for him to walk.

However, except for the overflow of praise regarding his appearance, this person was described in other aspects as worse than a beast.

When the Qing scholars compiled the “History of Ming,” they practically ascribed every vicious description of flesh-carving and bone-picking malice to him.

Yet Yang Lun, a cabinet minister during the Ming Dynasty’s Zhenning period, later referred to Deng Ying as a “close friend” in his writings.

Indeed, while historical materials are as vast as smoke and clouds, the deceased forever remain as mere shadows.

Yang Wan’s academic career was one of painstaking effort. Finally, in her twenty-eighth year, she completed her doctorate and finished her academic work, “The Biography of Deng Ying.”

But this process was extraordinarily difficult.

Deng Ying had always been grouped with Wang Zhen and Wang Zhi as corrupt eunuchs of the Ming Dynasty.

The academic world’s characterization of this person had been established since the Republic period’s historical research, with later scholars largely following this perspective, continuously expanding upon it from their own angles.

But Yang Wan didn’t agree.

Using Yang Lun’s assessment of Deng Ying as a breakthrough point, she consistently attempted to find traces of this person’s true essence within the already rigorous historical materials and discourse.

His architectural achievements, his life within the inner palace, his personal beliefs… in every aspect, she not only supplemented previous research but more often overturned it.

In over ten years of academic research work, she worked in particular solitude.

When writing “The Biography of Deng Ying,” she was practically fighting against the entire academic world’s notions with her strength alone.

The manuscript was rejected time and time again, and her dissertation faced numerous hurdles before and after submission.

Fortunately, she finally graduated with perseverance.

Like many female doctoral students who lay kicking their legs in academia’s embrace, this self-torturing process let Yang Wan taste the ultimate pleasure of communicating across time with a paper character, and through this, she had nearly stripped Deng Ying’s life bare to his underwear.

Yang Wan also believed that while his official career ups and downs and social interactions had been thoroughly covered in her book, it regrettably lacked a romantic history. Though glimpses of romance flickered through various unreliable documentary materials, no true account could be found.

Yang Wan regretted this, and it seemed heaven regretted it too.

Thus, on the day “The Biography of Deng Ying” was published, Yang Wan very simply transmigrated during an academic conference.

It was the twelfth year of Zhenning, exactly the year that opened “The Biography of Deng Ying.”

In Chapter One, Yang Wan wrote: “The twelfth year of Zhenning was a pivotal year in Great Ming’s history. With the beheading of Cabinet Chief Minister Deng Yi, the Great Ming Dynasty, which had been like a long night, finally saw a glimmer of dawn. It’s hard to say whether Deng Ying’s life ended or began in this year.”

If Yang Wan had another chance, she would not write such a pretentious and boring opening.

She would change her writing style and begin as follows:

“In the twelfth year of Zhenning, in the torture chamber at Nanhaizi, Deng Ying developed a huge misunderstanding about me. He thought I was the only woman in the world at that time who hadn’t given up on his remaining life. I was just a female academic deviant trying to extract first-hand materials from him.”