My name is Lin Wanhe, a graduate student in the Chinese Department, and I have traveled to the twelfth year of Tianbao in the Tang Dynasty. Before I walked in, my mother just sent me a WeChat message: "Wanhe, come back tonight to eat braised pork."
When she woke up, her mouth was full of sand, she was wearing tattered clothes, and she was taken in as a foolish girl on the run - horses were brushed, skins were washed, and she was ordered around. Some people mixed crotons into my rice, some stuffed scorpions under my saddle, and some knocked over the porridge bowl in front of me: "Does a stupid girl deserve to drink porridge?"
They don't know that I have modern accounting knowledge in my head, and I can calculate Datang's accounts more clearly than anyone else. I went from being a stupid girl who was stepped on by others to becoming the sole accountant of the Kang family caravan. I uncovered the mole who embezzled the money, found out the real culprit who set the warehouse on fire, and escaped unscathed by the bandit's sword.
No one knows that I am looking for a way home every night. Until that snowy night, I rescued a swordsman who was being hunted. He told me a secret - west of Weishui, on a full moon night, there is a door that can connect to another world.
But just as I was about to set off, Kang Jingming, the young master of the Kang family, stopped me. He smiled softly and said, "Wanhe, please stop making trouble and come back to Chang'an with me. I will marry you."
Everyone thinks this is my blessing, but I know that it is not love - it is a cage.
My name is Lin Wanhe, not Silly Girl. I want to go home - no one can stop me.
But what I didn't know was that before that door opened, I had to cross the human heart. .
