Inviting the Moon to the Farmhouse

Chapter 1: I've already transmigrated?!

In the darkness, Xia Lanyue felt herself slowly sinking.

With her last breath, she shouted "My money..." and then vomited.

"It's good to vomit it out; vomiting it out will allow you to live." A male voice rang in my ears.

Xia Lanyue suddenly opened her eyes, coughing violently and breathing heavily.

If it had been any later, she would have suffocated.

After regaining some consciousness, Xia Lanyue judged from her experience that she had drowned.

"Big...Ah Yue, how are you?"

It wasn't until someone spoke that Xia Lanyue noticed a young man kneeling beside her, staring at her with a look of self-reproach.

Xia Lanyue wanted to speak, but her throat felt like it was stuffed with cotton and she couldn't make a sound. She only had enough strength to barely turn her head.

Does he know me? I don't know him, Xia Lanyue thought to herself.

All she remembered was that she needed to deposit all the cash she had collected that day into the company account before the bank closed. Just a few steps from the bank entrance, she was struck and thrown into the air by a speeding car. The last thing she saw before losing consciousness was her money bag hitting the ground before she did, its bundles of cash scattering like petals.

Where’s the money?!

Xia Lanyue muttered to herself as she looked around.

How come there's a river?! And reeds?! She panicked, wondering how far she had been thrown!?

She tried to get up, but couldn't muster the strength.

Seeing this, the young man next to her quickly stepped forward to help Xia Lanyue sit up, and then naturally moved his body over so that Xia Lanyue could lean against him.

At this moment, Xia Lanyue was also weak and listless, and her body leaned into the man's arms, her head resting on his shoulder.

The sudden close contact made Xia Lanyue a little embarrassed, after all, she had never had a boyfriend before. Through the thin clothes, Xia Lanyue could clearly feel the contours and warmth of the man's muscles, and her face unconsciously turned red.

"Is the little girl alright?"

The familiar male voice rang out once again; it sounded like an elder.

Xia Lanyue turned her head and looked at him.

The elder had sparse, arched eyebrows and his hair was tied into a small bun on top of his head. He was dressed in coarse linen clothes, holding a bamboo hat in his hand, and his trousers were soaked with water up to his thighs.

It seems he was the one who saved them.

Xia Lanyue wanted to say thank you, but the faint sound she made was so weak that even she couldn't hear it.

"Thank you so much for your help, sir. I will never forget your kindness. May I ask your name so I can repay you in the future?" The young man beside him spoke up promptly.

These are also the words she wanted to say.

From the moment she arrived, Xia Lanyue had been wondering if this hairstyle, outfit, and way of speaking were cosplay.

But even in her current state, she's still just one link in the chain?!

"Don't worry about it. Once you're awake, hurry home. There might be wild animals in the mountains if it gets too late." With that, the elder waved his hand, bent down to pick up the fishing rod and bamboo basket from the ground, and left.

Xia Lanyue turned her head with difficulty and watched the elder leave. Then, she carefully looked around. Normally, the road she was on was in the city center, so even if she bumped into something, she shouldn't have ended up by this suburban riverside, right?

Could it be? She's already dead?!

impossible!

The feeling of suffocation I just experienced was so real and intense.

And now, the slight chill from her body being wrapped in wet clothes was pounding on her nerves; a dead person wouldn't feel anything.

Or maybe she wore it!?

"Miss, are you feeling better?" The young man lowered his head slightly, looked at Xia Lanyue, and asked with concern.

The young lady? The young lady! She really time-traveled!

"Miss, don't worry, the money I just heard you mention is all here."

Huh? The money's here too?

The man put one hand on her shoulder and took out an oiled paper envelope from his pocket with the other, from which he pulled out a stack of silver notes and handed them to Xia Lanyue.

It wasn't the money in her bag. But it looks like it's from here.

Driven by her love of money, the light that had been extinguished in Xia Lanyue's eyes shone again. Her previously weak hand could now be raised again. She took the stack of silver notes and looked them over. She couldn't read the characters or know how much money was involved, but she knew that silver notes were only used for large sums!

I never imagined that while I was suffering like a dog in that world, I would be so rich in this world!

Before Xia Lanyue transmigrated, she worked three jobs a day to make ends meet, and the heavy workload left her exhausted. During the day, she was an ordinary junior accountant at the company. Just now, she had been distracted while going out to work and hadn't seen the passing car, which ended up bringing her here.

She hesitated for a moment with the silver note in her hand, then divided it into two parts. She put the larger portion into her bosom and handed the smaller portion to the young man.

The man didn't take it, but pushed it back, saying, "Miss, now that you're awake, you should keep it yourself."

Seeing this, Xia Lanyue didn't stand on ceremony and folded the silver note, putting it away as well.

With this money, she can live comfortably here—no, she can achieve financial freedom!

Since I'm already here and can't go back anytime soon, I might as well stay here and act like a pampered young lady, experiencing what it's like to be bossed around.

The title "Young Miss" sounds rather nice, doesn't it?

"Ha!" Xia Lanyue laughed out loud at the thought.

"Miss, I called you A-Yue in the heat of the moment. Are you angry?" the man asked cautiously.

"No, no, I quite like the name A-Yue too." Xia Lanyue comforted him, she hadn't expected that this girl was also named A-Yue.

She raised her hand and touched her chubby face and the extra fat around her waist, confirming that she had indeed transmigrated.

The man was clearly taken aback when he heard Xia Lanyue's words, but he didn't say anything more.

After Xia Lanyue felt she had regained some strength, she sat up straight, no longer leaning against the man.

Seeing this, the man also moved back, creating some distance between himself and Xia Lanyue.

Only then did Xia Lanyue get a clear look at the man's face. He had dark skin, sharp eyebrows, and a high nose, and was dressed in all black. However, there were several tears in the sleeves and trousers, which made her feel uneasy. Judging from the neatness of these tears, they looked like they had been made by a sharp weapon.

Xia Lanyue stared intently at the tear in her clothes, deep in thought.

The man seemed to sense Xia Lanyue's worry and comforted her, "It's alright, Miss, I'm not injured, don't worry."

Xia Lanyue wasn't worried about him; she was worried about her own future. Having just arrived, she had no desire to experience the dangers and intrigues of the martial world! The feeling of being on the verge of death was terrifying!

"Miss, where do we go next?" the man asked, seeing that Xia Lanyue had recovered somewhat.

"Ah, I just bumped my head, and my mind is all foggy. I can't remember anything." Xia Lanyue rubbed her head and secretly observed the man.

"Where are you hurt? Let me see." The man said, raising his hand to examine the wound on Xia Lanyue's head.

Xia Lanyue quickly pulled the man's hand away and explained, "It's an internal injury, not an external one." After saying that, she pretended to be weak and held her forehead.

The man was initially a little shy after Xia Lanyue grabbed his wrist, but upon seeing her like this, he froze on the spot. After a moment, he said, "It seems, Miss, you really have a head injury."

Xia Lanyue then asked, "What year is it now? Where are we?"

"Miss, don't you recognize me?" The man did not answer her question.

"What did he mean?!" Xia Lanyue said. "For now, yes."

The man lowered his eyes, remained silent for a moment, and when he looked up again, he had composed himself. "It is now May of the year 1056 of Shengyuan. We are roughly in the territory of Gwangju."

"Who am I? Who are you? And what happened to us? Why are we in such a sorry state?"

“Your name is Dai Xiyue, and I am your bodyguard, Dai You. You fell into the water, drifted here, and were rescued by this uncle. You know what happened after that.”

"anything else?"

"Nothing."

"How did you get the tear in your clothes?" This was what Xia Lanyue really wanted to know.