Help, I'm Allergic to Lotus Root!

Yu Xiaolou was an unlucky soul who transmigrated to a mythic Shang Dynasty where humans, gods, demons, and ghosts coexisted.

Perhaps she was so unlucky that, when things reached their worst, fortune swung around the other way, and she was lucky enough to be taken in by a little deity who would one day wreak havoc in the seas.

But that didn't mean she could live freely in another world. The little deity caught her in his hands and held on tight, forcing her to remain in this savage age that didn't belong to her.

Towering sacrificial altars, precious ritual vessels.

Shamans wearing heavy masks, sacrifices in numbers too great to count.

Nezha standing before a wall of water beneath a blood-red downpour, while bloodcurdling screams rang out, undrowned by the surging waves.

Even many years later, Yu Xiaolou still encountered these scenes in her dreams.

Whenever she woke from a nightmare, her husband, already transformed into something inhuman and sleeping beside her, would immediately hold her.

"Don't be afraid, don't be afraid," Nezha comforted his wife.

"We're in the camp now, following our lord in his campaign against Zhou."

She really could hear warhorses neighing outside the tent. Yu Xiaolou rolled over and burrowed into Nezha's lotus-scented embrace, hoping to drift back to sleep, but then she heard him ask softly by her ear:

"Xiaoyu, did you go home in your dream just now?"

Announcement: Thank you all for your support. The book will be locked on the 19th~

Theme: No matter how the world around us changes, we must remain firm in our convictions and character, and not let external things lead us astray.