A dilapidated single room, a frail child with both hands resting behind his head, staring blankly at the tattered ceiling.

The child wasn't very old, perhaps only eleven or twelve years of age. But his eyes held a maturity and intelligence far beyond his years.

Yun Xiqian, the beloved heiress of the renowned Yun clan, a prestigious Chinese medicine family celebrated worldwide, possessed extraordinary resilience from a young age. Her constitution was robust, comparable to that of a young calf. However, fate took a sudden turn when a severe illness unexpectedly transported her to a fictional historical period unknown in any historical records of China. Now, she finds herself inhabiting the body of a frail individual bearing the same name and identity, yet possessing an entirely different character.

As for where the book's soul went, that remains unknown. But it is very likely that it no longer exists.

Because the situation here is truly dire, utterly pathetic.

As for how I got here, remember that night when I opened the window and saw the once-in-a-millennium celestial phenomenon of nine stars in a row? Then I fell asleep and woke up here without realizing it.

As soon as Yun Xiqian thought about her current situation, she couldn't help but sigh.

Because the soul enters this life, all past experiences are naturally taken on as well.

With her thin and fragile appearance, Yun Xi's lips curled into a sarcastic smile.

As the saying goes, "There's a stepmother if there's a stepfather." This proves to be true. The biological son was sent out of the house eight years ago, but the father never cared to ask about him once.

This is clearly taking it for granted, maybe he has already forgotten that there's a son from his ex-wife still living in the countryside?

"You lazy good-for-nothing, it's already this hour and you're still asleep!"

Just as I was thinking this, the old wooden door creaked and shook with each thump from a woman outside.

"Aunt, my son isn't feeling well. Anyway, we don't have much to do today, could you give me a day off?"

Yun Xi lightly closed her eyes, speaking to the booming wooden door.

I just got here, and I don't really have the heart to deal with this woman outside. But there's no way around it, when you're under someone's roof, you have to lower your head. My current situation isn't optimistic at all.

The situation is stronger than man, this is not just talk.

Otherwise, in modern times, why should I be polite to this woman? But look at her now, so frail and thin. She is not like the strong women who work outside and do chores.

If she's coming, even with this remote and mountainous location, it wouldn't matter if we were in the Yun Wangfu. Outside, women like her are already unwanted by everyone, so she's only inviting trouble for herself.

What smart people do is reverse and detour, rather than using eggs against stones.

Okay, the woman outside who is banging on the door is precisely that so-called distant aunt of mine.

Although she was a distant aunt, there wasn't any connection to her whatsoever. She was just a distant relative of the stepmother.

Just as she was thinking, Wang Xihe, who could hear voices outside, started cursing loudly:

"What have you been doing all day?! You lazy good-for-nothing! You haven't even fed the pigs, and you haven't cleaned their sty! A good-for-nothing who doesn't work! If you dare to be lazy again, I swear I'll kick you out of this house and leave you to starve on the streets! What are you still standing there for? Open the door for me!"

You think feeding pigs and cleaning their pens is just as easy as treating the original owner?

Yun Xi's shallow eyes sank slightly, a hint of irony rising in her heart. She wouldn't do any of these things anyway. If she dared to do them, she would regret it!

But...

It's not wise to clash with this villager right now. If I do, I might get kicked out. As a newcomer with no one here, where else would I go?

But she managed to set things right!

After a moment of contemplation, Yun Xi raised her lips slightly. "If you think no one wants me," she said, "then let me show you, I still have admirers!"

Having thought about this, Yun Xiqian got out of bed, put on her shoes, opened the wooden door, and saw Wang Xihe with a furious expression. Yun Xiqian raised an eyebrow and smiled: "Aunt, you're so angry this early in the morning. Did your husband and cousin lose money again?"

Wang Xihe was taken aback at first, then glared angrily and scolded: "Just one night apart, do you think you can get away with anything? Get to work right now, or you won't even be able to have a single bun today!"

"Can't I do work?" Yun Xi said with a scornful expression in her heart, she picked up a broom at random and smiled, "But you wouldn't even give me a single steamed bun. Isn't that a bit too much? Did the Yun Wangfu not send any money?"

Haven't received any money yet?

How could this be possible? If Yun Wangfu hadn't sent money, wouldn't Wang Xihe's son have kicked me out for being a good-for-nothing? It was because Yun Wangfu had sent money that Li Jia's courtyard could be renovated. Not just the house, but also those two pigs and the litter of piglets—all this was made possible thanks to the money from Yun Wangfu.

And Wang Xihe's husband, Li Fugui, was a gambler. Not only Li Fugui, but also their son, Li Jin, was the same. In those early years, their family owed a lot of debt, but now they have become the wealthiest family in Li Jia Village, second only to the village head's family.

Aren't these because of the money sent by Yun Wangfu?

Wang Xihe was taken aback by this remark.

"But I feel like Yunwangfu might have really forgotten about me. I'm fifteen now, already of marriageable age, and they haven't even thought about taking me back."

But before Wang Xihe could speak, Yun Xiqian added this sentence.

If Cloud Manor truly forgot about me, would they still send money?

It's obviously not going to happen.

As expected, upon hearing this, Wang Xihe's eyes lit up with thought.

Yes, this young lady is now of marriageable age. As for the Yun Wangfu...

“I think Cloud Manor is obviously going to keep me as an old maid. Aunt, then I have nowhere else to go. You must take me in,” Yun Xiqian stopped sweeping and looked pitifully at Wang Xihe.

"What are you talking about, girl? How could your aunt not want you?" Wang Xihe said upon hearing this, she immediately smiled.

Smiling on the surface, she couldn't help but calculate in her heart: Shouldn't we just forget about it? This girl is fifteen this year. If Yun Wangfu hasn't forgotten, then they should know that she's already reached marriageable age.

And when Yun Xianshen casually mentioned the phrase 'stay as an old maid,' Wang Xihe not only didn't take it seriously, but instead pondered over it even more deeply.

Ordinary people, due to their reputation, would certainly not leave their daughters as old maids. That would be shameful and they would be gossiped about relentlessly. Even more so for a prestigious family like the Yun王府, they would never disregard their honor by leaving a daughter unmarried.

Moreover, they didn't look at a single cent of the money they sent. It was clear that Yun Wangfu hadn't forgotten this girl!

Besides, if the Yunwangfu really wanted to take this girl back, it would be a simple matter.

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