On the fifth day of the first lunar month, an utterly ordinary day for welcoming the God of Wealth, the Calamity Nation Arc of Limbo Inn aired right on schedule in the 8 p.m. weekly drama slot.
Lin Zixi had always remembered this. After dinner, she called out to Ye Can to watch TV together.
Ye Can asked, “What are we watching? I didn’t even finish that movie from this afternoon.”
Lin Zixi smiled. “The TV series we starred in before.”
Ye Can refused immediately. “No way, watch it yourself.” Reliving it once was bad enough—watching it again would be pure torture.
Lin Zixi rejected her refusal. She reached out, dragged Ye Can straight onto the sofa, turned on the TV, and said, “Come on, watch it again. Sometimes the final edit differs a lot from the on-set footage. Seeing it anew, you might notice the story feels different.”
Ye Can had no choice but to sit properly with Lin Zixi in front of the TV, waiting for the Calamity Nation arc to start.
Meanwhile, in the top-floor office of the city’s commercial district, Ye Shen also opened her computer, waiting for the drama to begin.
At 7:56 p.m.—not yet eight—the second season of Limbo Inn updated with two episodes.
Ye Shen clicked on the video, her view instantly flooded by a barrage of scrolling comments.
【I love how you’re never on time…】
【Who’s that ugly Yu Yuan from the end of the last episode? Final boss? Is this ep about her?】
Ye Shen frowned at the comments. These are blocking my view of Can-can.
After a simple recap of prior events, the main episode began.
Under a dim sky, a single ray of sunlight tore through a corner of the heavens, slanting onto the palace steps and illuminating the king’s frail, emaciated figure.
The king knelt on the ground, her body hunched as she cradled the Beauty in her arms, her long lashes trembling faintly. She reached out, her bloodstained fingertip gently brushing the Beauty’s cheek, her gaze lowered.
“Come alive… Come alive…”
A montage of quick cuts flashed by, then red-background white text appeared on screen: “Calamity Nation.”
Outside the screen, Ye Shen frowned upon clearly seeing Ye Can’s face. Why did Can-can take on such a bad role?
【Calamity Nation? Why does this arc get its own special opening? Both actresses are gorgeous—cross-dressing?】
【New faces, don’t recognize them. You Yue stuffing her people into the crew again?】
【They look good, but acting? We’ll see.】
【Holy shit, aren’t these the two Jiang Yue reposted on Weibo before?】
【Folks, heads up: the Beauty on the ground is Limbo’s screenwriter. Knife her if you must—do it quick!】
After the barrage of comments scrolled past, He Chuan arrived with the male lead at a bustling city. Rumors swirled of a fiend haunting the place, attacking people at night and targeting young, beautiful women.
He Chuan took the job, expecting an ordinary Demon Fiend, but detected Yu Yuan’s aura on it.
After a brief clash, the fiend—twisting like a school of fish—slipped away. That night, He Chuan had a dream.
In the dream, a frigid wasteland. Deep in the snowy royal court, a youth collapsed in the snow, clutching a steamed bun tightly. Her exposed wrists and face bore bruises of blue and purple.
She stared straight ahead at the departing servant, her eyes simmering with suppressed killing intent.
The servant grumbled, “Prince or not, this place is crawling with the king’s bastards. Think she’ll ascend the throne someday?”
“I give if I feel like it, don’t if I don’t!”
The king had seeded the entire palace. Children without a mother’s protection—even his own—grew like weeds, wild and scattered.
The youth climbed to her feet, wiped the blood from her mouth, and staggered toward the eaves.
She sat beneath the steps, watching the snow whirl past the latticed window, nibbling small bites of her bun.
The north wind howled, and she felt the cold. She pulled her thin clothes tighter.
A black shadow appeared beside her and said softly, “Is this mortal world bitter?”
The youth, holding her bun, parted her pale lips. “Bitter.”
The shadow leaned down, whispering in her ear, “If it’s so bitter, why live?”
The youth replied, “My mother told me to live.”
The shadow chuckled. “Your mother’s dead. What’s the point of living? Why not die early and serve me instead?”
The youth didn’t look at the shadow. She slowly lifted her bun and said, “No meaning? Still gotta grow up.”
“Maybe it’ll come later.”
The shadow laughed and murmured in her ear, “You’re interesting. How about I make you king?”
The youth paused. “No. Kings… aren’t good things.”
The shadow’s laugh turned malicious. “That’s exactly why I want you to become one—such a bad thing!”
That night, a servant attacked. The youth grabbed a stool and smashed his head until blood poured.
In the darkness, she stared at the corpse on the floor, her eyes bloodshot.
【Holy shit! That smash was so badass—I’m in love!】
【One minute! Gimme all the info on this actress!】
【Those eyes are fire! Acting’s top-notch! And most importantly—this face dog’s obsessed, it’s insanely gorgeous A++++!!】
【You Yue finally woke up and dug up this gem! What’s her background, so badass!】
Ye Shen stared at Ye Can’s overly youthful face on screen, lips pressed thin in prolonged silence.
On TV, the story continued. The shadow appeared behind the youth, one hand on her shoulder, smile malicious. “You’ve killed.”
“See? The world’s full of worthless trash like pigs, ripe for slaughter.”
“Serve me. I’ll give you a sword to rampage freely—how’s that?”
The youth’s answer: still those two words. “No.”
【Why does this big bad guy feel like a cult leader?】
【He’s so polite? Villains usually just go ham.】
【Kinda like those folktales—sometimes spirits gotta ask permission to possess souls, or it’s useless.】
The shadow’s invitation failed again. Soon, treacherous ministers assassinated the king, seized the palace, and propped up the youth as the new ruler.
On coronation day, the freshly crowned youth sliced off the traitor’s head at the altar. As blood splashed the white jade steps, she glanced into the crowd and spotted the shadow—grinning ferociously amid the officials.
The frame froze on Yu Yuan’s terrifying face. He Chuan jolted awake, brow furrowed. “Yu Yuan?”
“What’s this guy’s deal with Yu Yuan?”
As she pondered, a black wind stirred outside the inn. The Beauty in white appeared at the door.
He Chuan tensed, eyes on the doorway, brow knitting.
The woman outside lifted her gaze to the “Limbo Inn” plaque, then knocked on the door ring.
Creak. The inn door swung open on its own. The stunning, poised He Chuan led the male lead out, smiling at the elegant Beauty. “A Beauty, no less.”
He Chuan smiled. “What brings a Beauty to my inn in the dead of night?”
The Beauty looked faintly lost. “I heard you can find people here.”
“I want to find someone.”
He Chuan arched a brow, intrigued. “Oh? Looking for someone? Who?”
The Beauty lowered her eyes. “A king. You Wang of the Xia Kingdom.”
He Chuan flung the doors wide, inviting her in. “In that case, come tell me your story.”
The full moon hung over Limbo Inn, clear light filtering through bare branches in the courtyard, spilling through open windows into the tearoom.
He Chuan lit a lamp, brewed tea. She sat at one end of the tea table, gazing at the moon-like woman opposite, and slid a freshly poured cup toward the Beauty.
The Beauty bowed her head slightly. “Thank you.”
He Chuan lifted her own cup, cooling it with the lid. “You know the price of entering this inn, right?”
The Beauty nodded. “I do.”
He Chuan sipped delicately. “Then tell me your story.”
“Your story with the king you’re seeking.”
Amid the faint tea aroma, the Beauty began, “I met her… on a snowy night…”
As the Beauty spoke slowly, howling north winds seemed to rise. The scene shifted to a raucous tent.
The young, ruthless You Wang glanced lightly at the kneeling Beauty in the hall, toyed with her wine cup, and said curtly, “Fine.”
The Beauty rose and approached the bianzhong.
As the sonorous bells rang out, a tragic romance slowly unfolded.
Ten minutes later, the barrage exploded.
【!!! Thought it was cross-dressing! It’s not!!】
【Forced love! Holy shit!!】
【Mommy, I’m shipping it!】
【I’m shipping it!】
An hour later, both Calamity Nation episodes ended. Refreshing Weibo’s Limbo Inn topic showed it flooded with Ye Can posts.
【She’s so badass, this Ye Can is peak A! I declare her my new fave!】
【Scriptwriter went there! Director shot it! Waaah, Calamity Nation is the ultimate ship!】
【Never thought yuri could slap this hard!】
Less than an hour after airing, the Ye Can super topic surged, flooded with GIFs of her and Lin Zixi.
【You Wang is perfection! Psycho yet divine! Waaah!!】
【This pair’s the highest visual CP in yuri dramas—no arguments?】
【King and fave consort locked! I swallowed the key!】
【Ultimate ship fuel—hates the kingdom loves the Beauty classic, soapy intense romance. Kill you but love you! Waaah…】
As hype climbed, Limbo Inn’s official Weibo dropped a one-minute clip.
The mad, devoted king staggered out of the palace cradling the Beauty, collapsing under a sunbeam.
“Don’t meet in winter nights next life… too cold…”
The line hit tears for many, sparking reposts galore.
By morning, Ye Can’s Weibo had gained nearly 100,000 followers—and climbing.
Lin Zixi’s feed got swarmed by shippers too: “You’re a goddess—writing, acting, stunning looks.”
The uniform copy-paste comments made Lin Zixi suspect Jiang Yue bought bots.
Checking WeChat, Jiang Yue had messaged early: “Teacher Lin, debut as an actress.”
Lin Zixi sent three question marks.
Jiang Yue, apparently online, fired back: “That kiss scene was killer.”
Then she fired off several videos from a certain site, every single clip featuring Lin Zixi and Ye Can’s kiss scenes from Calamity Nation.
One of them was a Weibo GIF that had already racked up over 100,000 reposts.
Lin Zixi’s cheeks burned as she asked, “Did you hire bots?”
Jiang Yue replied, “Nope, nope.”
She continued, “It was Director Ye who jumped in personally.”
“Word from insiders: Ye Corporation tapped a marketing firm in the dead of night yesterday to whip up edits for Ye Can. Then they got to work…”
Lin Zixi was genuinely baffled. She fired off three question marks, What the hell is Ye Shen scheming?
But no matter what, Calamity Nation had truly blown up, and in an instant, Lin Zixi and Ye Can’s CP shot to the top of the hottest ships in the fandom.
For a good while, clips and fan art poured out endlessly, and Ye Can had finally stepped properly into the audience’s spotlight.
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