Yu Min was stunned as she stared at her thin and withered hand.

Did she transport into the body of another person?

She looked at her own ragged clothes and the clearly oversized tattered shoe. The walls that surrounded her filled with holes. She could tell that the body she transported into was both sickly and poor.

She had been transported into an impoverished settlement in the middle of nowhere, judging from the clothing material and appearance.

Wanting to get a better look at her surrounding, she pushed herself up to leave the bed. Just as she was about to get off the bed, her bed tumbled to the ground.

A woman doing laundry outside the house stopped everything she was doing and rushed in.

The door pushed open with a creak, followed by a gush of chilly wind that rushed through the open door into the shack.

Yu Min stopped struggling when she heard the door creaking and looked towards the door.

A thin woman clad in a long dress made from coarse clothes walked towards her.

Yu Min was both shocked and loss for words when she saw the woman that walked through the door was wearing an ancient costume.

She had no memory of the girl whose body she had now occupied. So, she did now know that she was wearing an ancient costume until she saw the woman that had just walked in. She realized she traveled through time into the past.

She traveled far into the past! Into the ancient era!

When Yu Niang saw the dazed look of her young mistress, she immediately wiped her hand clean and carried her young mistress.

Yu Min almost cried out in pain when Yu Niang touched her forehead with her rough hand.

Was her hand made from dried tree bark? She was in so much pain when Yu Niang's touched her. Even her heart throbbed.

She couldn't help taking a few deep breaths to suppress the pain she was having. When Yu Niang noticed her breathing heavily with one hand clutching her heart, she got anxious and appeared to ache for her too.

"Young mistress, is your angina acting up again?"

Looking at Yu Niang's panicked expression, Yu Min came to know of two facts.

First, she was still a young mistress despite being penniless, and Yu Niang was her servant.

Second, she had angina pectoris. She was in the body of a sick girl. That explained her weak limbs and powerless body. This girl should have died from her illness.

"Young mistress, don't keep the pain inside. You will feel better if you scream it out."

Yu Niang was no doctor, neither did she have the money to hire one. However, she heard from those around her that one would be more in pain if they kept it inside. On the contrary, screaming out loud could reduce the pain they were in.

Yu Min was a person who could withstand pain, so she did not scream like what Yu Niang suggested. The strength remaining in her body did not allow her the energy to cry out loud.

"Young Mistress, why don't you eat something? Perhaps you won't feel so in pain. Let's eat something so that the pain will go away. Be good, young mistress. Eat a little."

Yu Niang took the cold steamed bun from the table and brought it near her young mistress's mouth. But when she saw the panicked expression of her young mistress, she put the bun aside and consoled her young mistress with tears welling up in her eyes.

Yu Min was indeed shocked by the stale steamed bun Yu Niang fed her. She thought she had bitten a piece of rock. The steam bun was hard as a rock.

How poor was she? The bun was so moldy that she might die from eating it.

Yu Min changed her mind.

The girl might have died from hunger or food poisoning after she ate the moldy bun.

Yu Min wanted to break free from the woman's embrace to get more information.

A loud voice suddenly came from outside the door when she was about to push Yu Niang away.

"Yu Niang, are you slacking off again? Come out!"

Yu Min could feel Yu Niang's body curled slightly into herself when she heard the voice.

She glanced through the open door and saw a bald lady in a blue nun outfit coming towards them.

The nun was unusually loud and rude that Yu Min would have mistaken her for a strong, crude man had she not listened carefully.

She waited for the nun to rush into the shack angrily. She knew her guess was correct.

The nun had a full face with triangular slanting eyes, which enhanced the ferocious look on her already fierce face. Her pupils were barely visible from the chunky fat on her face.