Wang Zhian met Liuyin by the stream. At that time, Liuyin was unconscious. Although she had no injuries, her beautiful face was pale and weak.

There are no wild beasts in the nearby mountains and forests, and it would be unsettling to leave an unconscious woman here.

Wang Zhian took her home.

He lived alone; his parents had passed away years ago.

If we were to calculate more carefully, the only one left would be his betrothed wife.

Lin Yu learned quite late that Wang Zhian had rescued a woman from the mountain.

She couldn't quite explain how she felt.

She came from the modern world and unintentionally took over this body, becoming the original owner.

Lin Yu didn't really approve of this marriage arranged since childhood.

She has always hoped that her relationship with her partner would be based on mutual affection, rather than an arranged marriage.

Moreover, Wang Zhian's rugged appearance and fierce look were really not in line with her modern aesthetic.

But then I thought that coming to be with this person who shares the same name must be a matter of fate.

Lin Yu was only nine years old when she transmigrated here. After staying here for a few years, she naturally understood the hardships of poor families.

Although Wang An's appearance was not ideal, his family was one of the wealthiest in the village. Marrying him would ensure a comfortable life.

Although I come from modern times, I am just an ordinary person, and all I know is some cooking skills that are different from those of ancient times.

If you don't find someone you like in the future, Wang Zhian is an option.

Thinking of this, Lin Yu quickly called out to Aunt Huang next door and asked, "Auntie, was that girl injured? How did Brother An manage to rescue her from the mountain?"

Aunt Huang was a kind-hearted woman. After learning about the incident from her husband, she went to visit the girl as soon as possible.

She sighed, "The girl was fine, she just fainted."

He glanced at Lin Yu and said, "But that girl is really beautiful. She's more beautiful than any of the daughters of officials I've seen in the county. She's like a fairy."

Lin Yu seemed not to have heard the last sentence, and just smiled, "Brother An is really kind."

He turned around, and the smile on his handsome face vanished.

Aunt Huang scoffed and went home.

That last sentence definitely meant to provoke Lin Yu.

She was confident in her good looks and looked down on the ordinary men in the village.

Even when facing Wang Zhian, her fiancé, she had a cold face and looked unwilling.

But this marriage was arranged by Lin Yu's father.

Poor Zhi'an, after losing his parents, he has become accustomed to the ugly faces of some people.

Wang Zhian's father had been kind to her family, so after Wang Zhian's parents passed away, she was grateful for their kindness and often took care of him.

Wang Zhian also showed her the respect due to an elder.

Over the years, she has treated Wang Zhian almost like her own son.

Although Lin Yu was legally engaged, Aunt Huang still disliked her.

Lin Yu is seventeen years old this year, which is not a young age in modern times, but would be especially outstanding in ancient times.

She stood out from the other girls in the village who typically married at fourteen or fifteen.

She won't get married, so she'll just keep dragging this kid Zhi'an along.

Before the Lunar New Year, Aunt Huang wanted Wang Zhian to break off the engagement, but he refused.

He is willing to wait for the woman to break off the engagement, as it would damage the woman's reputation if the man did so.

He himself did not intend to get married, and his reputation was not important to him, so he would not delay Lin Yu's marriage.

Because of this, Aunt Huang became increasingly unhappy with Lin Yu.

Lin Yu, however, had already made up her mind to meet the fairy that Aunt Huang had mentioned as soon as possible.

When Liu Yin woke up, she found her surroundings unfamiliar and then remembered that she must have been rescued. While she was unconscious, she felt someone lift her up with their arms.

But she was somewhat resistant at the time...

The blanket covering them wasn't comfortable, but judging from the furnishings in the room, one could tell the family's circumstances.

Liuyin had never lived in a house like this before, and given the current situation, she couldn't afford to be picky.

Just as she tried to get up, before her feet even touched the ground, Liu Yin felt a sharp pain in her chest, then her body went limp and she fell off the bed.

The room wasn't well soundproofed, and Zhi'an heard the noise from outside, so she quickly pushed the door open and went inside.

As soon as he entered the door, he saw Liuyin lying on the ground, tears still on her face, looking at him pitifully.

The sight of the beautiful woman weeping evoked pity.

Wang Zhian was stunned for a moment before he hurriedly helped Liu Yin up.

Strangely enough, the moment Wang Zhian touched Liu Yin, Liu Yin felt her pain lessen by half.

But when Wang Zhian put Liuyin back on the bed, the contact ceased.

Liu Yin could only sit on the bed with a frown.

"My name is Liuyin. Thank you for saving my life, young master."

Liu Yin wanted to check again, so she looked up at the man standing by the bed.

She hadn't looked closely before, but the man looked rather fierce. He had a scar from his left eyebrow to the corner of his eye, and with his strong physique, he didn't look like a good person.

But he saved Liuyin, and she even left several scratches on the man's neck.

The man was clearly nervous; his usually rough voice now carried a hint of caution.

"No need for that. My name is Wang Zhi'an, and I'm a hunter in the village."

Thinking of Liuyin's health, he asked, "Are you feeling any better, young lady?"

She was the most beautiful person he had ever seen, whether it was the white dress they first met or the coarse cloth clothes she wore now.

He actually preferred to see Liuyin's tearful face, her eyes brimming with emotion, tears welling up but not quite falling, her brows slightly furrowed, her demeanor endearing. This easily reminded him of the pear blossoms his parents had planted.

"I asked my aunt to change your clothes, not me," Wang Zhian explained, clearly afraid that Liu Yin would misunderstand.

His face was dark, and it was hard to notice the blush on his face unless you looked closely.

Liuyin clearly couldn't care less about any of that; the physical pain made her clench her teeth and try her best to suppress any painful groans.

The man was standing right beside her, within reach, which was an immense temptation for Liuyin.

Wang Zhian noticed that Liu Yin seemed to cry even more bitterly after he asked her a question.

Tears fell, wetting a small patch of the bed beneath her.

He took a step forward and changed his position, only to find that Liuyin was still clutching her chest.

He quickly helped Liuyin steady herself and wanted to go out to find the village doctor.

But Liu Yin grabbed him and hugged his waist.

After contact, the pain subsided considerably, leaving only a slight stinging sensation.

Liuyin exhaled.

At this moment, the two were in a different position: Wang Zhian was sitting on the edge of the bed, and Liu Yin was hugging his waist from behind, her beautiful face pressed against his shoulder.