My husband and I transmigrated back to ancient times together.
We were panicking as we searched for a way back when we saw a beautiful young woman bathing in the lake, and a radiant feather robe on the shore.
It turned out we were in the story of the Cowherd and the Weaver Girl.
Just as the Cowherd on the shore was getting ready to make his move, my husband rushed ahead of him and snatched up the Weaver Girl's robe.
I stared at him in disbelief and tried to convince him not to get involved in a myth. He argued back with complete confidence.
"Zhengzheng, the Cowherd stole the Weaver Girl's clothes and forced her to marry him. How is that any different from human trafficking? I just couldn't stand by and watch. I wanted to save a poor girl."
"Besides, why would you get jealous over a mythical figure?"
But he didn't return the robe to the Weaver Girl. Instead, day after day, he sweet-talked her, even claiming I was his cousin.
When I finally couldn't take it anymore, he dragged me into a corner.
"Ruan Liuzheng, can't you be a little more sensible? She's a celestial maiden. She'll take us with her to become immortals. Isn't that better than going back to modern times to be worked like a pack mule?"
"And don't even think about comparing yourself to the Weaver Girl. She's the Queen Mother's granddaughter, after all. I'll try my best to get you a position as her maid."
Watching him look at me as if he were doing me a favor, I clenched my fists and swallowed the words I wanted to say.
If he wanted to stay here and become an immortal, then I'd go back to modern times on my own.
