"Master, we should go." A voice rang in my ears.

"Let's go." Mo Qian took one last look at Su Er lying on the hospital bed, slowly closed her eyes, and slid her body onto Su Er.

When Mo Qian was seventy years old, during one of her visits to the space, a beast appeared in the thatched hut. Its appearance was similar to that of a tiger or leopard, with a head and tail resembling a dragon. It claimed to be a Pixiu, the spirit of the Magnolia Space.

In his previous life, he nearly exhausted his energy saving Mo Qian and taking her through the river of time, and had been sleeping in the space ever since, only recently awakening.

Only by traversing three thousand minor worlds, helping the cannon fodder change their fate of being cannon fodder, and collecting their heartfelt and sincere faith, can Mo Qian restore the Pixiu to its former peak level.

Mo Qian can also use the power of faith to break through the void, transcend the Three Realms, and be outside the Five Elements.

"Little White, I'm going to do a mission," Mo Qian said to the Pixiu.

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"Miss, Young Master Yuan will be attending a poetry gathering at Yixiang Pavilion in five days." A clear and melodious voice rang out.

Mo Qian opened her eyes. A faint scent of sandalwood filled the air around her. Specks of sunlight streamed through the openwork carved window. Beneath her lay a soft wooden bed, its exquisite carvings hinting at its exceptional quality.

A guqin stood in the corner, a bronze mirror sat on a wooden dressing table, and the walls were covered with embroidered screens, the embroidery exquisite and the delicate lines outlining beautiful floral and bird patterns. Looking at the surroundings, Mo Qian knew that she had traveled to ancient times.

A maidservant dressed in a light blue silk dress and wearing delicate red embroidered shoes walked in from outside the room.

"Okay, I know. I'm a little tired and need to sleep for a while. You can go now." Mo Qian dismissed the maid and began to receive the memories.

The original owner was the legitimate daughter of the third branch of the Jiangning Marquis's family, the seventh child in her family, named Mo Qian. Her father, Mo Zhong, was an illegitimate son of the third branch, and her mother, Zhang Jinxin, was the daughter of a merchant.

Because the original owner's father was born out of wedlock, he was disliked by the stepmother in the entire Marquis's mansion. Mo Zhong was intelligent from a young age and obtained the title of a child scholar at the age of ten.

To prevent Mo Zhong from overshadowing her eldest son, the stepmother had him led to cricket fighting, pitch-pot games, and visits to brothels and gambling dens. Although he wasn't addicted to gambling and women, he spent all his time with纨绔子弟 (sons of wealthy families who were spoiled and dissolute), which caused him to neglect his studies and make him unpopular with the old Marquis.

During a parade of the top scholar on horseback, the original owner fell in love at first sight with the third-ranked scholar. From then on, she would inquire about the news of the third-ranked scholar Yuanjiang and create chance encounters.

The third-ranking scholar was thoroughly annoyed and constantly berated the original owner of the body, making him the laughingstock of the capital. Normally, this wouldn't be a big deal; at most, he'd be the subject of some ridicule and mockery.

However, the original owner's cousin, Mo Ran, the eldest daughter of the first branch of the Jiangning Marquis's mansion, was transmigrated into someone else's body. The person who transmigrated was an obscure 18th-tier celebrity in modern times, who usually relied on stalking male celebrities, creating on-screen couples, gaining popularity, and becoming famous through controversy.

Upon transmigrating, she believes herself to be the destined heroine, opening a restaurant, making glass, manufacturing cement... collaborating with the young master of a royal merchant family, saving the life of a ruthless killer, and encountering a charming and wicked prince and a noble prince...

Do you really think that just anyone can defeat a noblewoman from an ancient aristocratic family who has been nurtured by the entire clan?

Naturally, the Third Prince noticed something was amiss and deliberately approached her, standing up for her with gentle kindness, a touch of arrogant charm...

He and his beloved, also a daughter of a high-ranking family, acted together, leading the time-traveling woman to fall deeper and deeper into his trap. In order to help the third prince ascend the throne, he revealed information from the modern world, exposing that she was not from ancient times. In the end, when he could no longer find anything, he was poisoned and died. "Those who are not of our kind are bound to have different hearts."

As a result, the Jiangning Marquis's family was also implicated. Their property was confiscated and they were exiled to Sichuan, three thousand miles away. On the way to Sichuan, they suffered from hunger and cold, and the three members of the family eventually died.

The plot is nearing its end; in three days, she will be confiscated and exiled. Mo Qian arrived too late; things are beyond repair, and the transmigrated woman's existence has already been exposed, making exile inevitable.

"Sigh, after only two days of being waited on hand and foot, I'll be exiled," Mo Qian sighed.

One after another, mule carts, fully loaded with goods and tightly covered up, were sent into the dense forests on the outskirts of the city.

"Young master, this is the one thousand shi of unpolished rice and one thousand shi of soybeans you ordered..."

"Young master, these are the cotton cloth, cotton clothes, cotton quilts, shoes, tent, scissors, needles and thread you ordered..."

"These are the grain seeds, vegetable seeds, bean seeds, potato seeds, and fruit tree seedlings you ordered..."

"These are the silver needles, gauze, wound medicine, hemostatic medicine, and various herbs you ordered..."

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For two consecutive days, Mo Qian disguised herself as a man and collected supplies for the journey to exile. The original owner's mother came from a merchant family and usually doted on the original owner. When she heard that her daughter needed the money urgently, she gave her 100,000 taels of silver without hesitation.

"Squeak..."

A dignified and elegant woman with a graceful figure, dressed in brocade and gorgeous clothes, walked in from the outside.

"Qian'er, you've been running around a lot these past few days, looking restless. Have you gone after Yuan Tan Hua again? Yuan Tan Hua is not a good match for you," the original owner's mother asked with concern.

“Mother, I didn’t go to Yuanjiang. I had a nightmare for two days in a row.”

Zhang Jinxin took out a clean white embroidered handkerchief and wiped Mo Qian's sweat, saying worriedly, "What nightmare did you have? Look how scared you are! You're all sweating!"

Mo Qian pondered for a moment, then whispered, "I dreamt that the Third Prince set a trap for my eldest cousin, tricking her into leaving a ledger of embezzled river management funds in Grandfather's study in exchange for the position of the Third Prince's consort. My eldest cousin was blinded by greed and did as he was told."

The emperor's bodyguards have already returned to the palace with the seized account books and reported to the emperor. An imperial edict will be issued immediately to confiscate their property and exile them to Sichuan, three thousand miles away.

After being startled, Zhang Jinxin didn't take it seriously and gently poked Mo Qian's brow with her slender index finger.

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