In a tiny mountain village that had been hidden from the world for a hundred years, a little boy with memories of his past life blushed as he finished nursing. Once he realized he was in a backward ancient world, he confidently burped. He was Lin Xuan, a knowledge-filled senior in high school from modern China, and he was sure he could become the protagonist of this ancient world.
Beside Lin Xuan, Zhou Weiwei sat in her wheelchair, watching the newborn play with her medical books again. She couldn’t help wondering, “Could this kid have transmigrated too?”
Her gentle hunter husband fell off a cliff one day. When he appeared again, he was a battle-hardened general. Watching Zhou Weiwei walk toward him, Lin Qingcang frowned. Wasn’t his wife supposed to be in a wheelchair?
