My head throbbed as I snapped my eyes open amid a wave of pain. An unfamiliar carved ceiling came into view, and a faint, strange incense filled my nose. The luxurious yet futuristic decor around me brought me instantly to my senses: I, Lu Xia, had transmigrated.
Before I could gather my thoughts, a soft, trembling voice sounded beside the bed. "Female Master, you're awake." I turned my head and saw a man draped in sheer gauze kneeling on one knee beside the bed. He lowered his head, his fine silver hair veiling his eyes. Beneath his high nose, his thin lips pressed together slightly, betraying a hint of nervousness. Up close
