When Ancient Chinese Fantasy Meets Western Fantasy

Please note before reading:

This is a feel-good story written at an elementary-school level. No girls get hurt, and there are no annoying female rivals. Both the journey and the ending are good. I just wanted to write something fun for myself. The female lead comes from a wealthy family and is a refined, well-bred young lady. She's gentle, considerate, and kind, without being fussy or showy, and she's very low-key. Soft on the outside, strong on the inside. She's good at music, chess, calligraphy, painting, physics, chemistry, and cooking, but knows nothing about housework, fighting, or schemes.

An Lian, the youngest daughter of the An family, wore a gorgeous traditional Chinese dress and took the stage with a bamboo flute at a school gala.

The grand event was interrupted when a spotlight fell from the ceiling...

When she opened her eyes again, she found herself lying on an ornate altar, with a crowd below dressed in what looked like luxurious Western clothes from ancient times, watching her with curiosity and surprise.

The elaborate European architecture, the people with blond hair and blue eyes, the cloaks and hoop skirts... Wearing traditional Chinese clothes and a gold hairpin, and educated in the modern world, she was clearly out of place in this Western world.

What? I'm the Moon God summoned from another world? If I want to go home, I have to complete the gods' mission: unite the continent, find the divine artifact, and lift the curse?

And so, in order to get home, the young lady from another world reluctantly sets off on a journey with a group of companions.

But...

Didn't they say gods were the most revered beings?

Why am I constantly being assassinated?!

Didn't they say the saintess was the strongest of all?

Why can I only heal people?!

Didn't they say...

Huh? How did I end up back in the modern world again?