“Lan’er, go pour some tea for Nanny and me,” Wang Yutong instructed.
“Yes, Sixth Miss!” Lan’er responded cheerfully, turning to pick up the teapot.
Watching the two of them, Wang Yutong’s mind began to race.
She was five years old now and had not yet started school.
Next year—at the latest—she would have to attend the Wang Clan School.
This was a school established by the entire Wang clan in the capital. It mainly provided basic education for boys, though the girls’ classes were also there, separated only by a wall.
Boys studied there until they passed the preliminary scholar exam, after which they would transfer to official academies that specialized in imperial examinations.
Girls, on the other hand, stayed there the whole time. The clan hired female instructors to teach music, chess, calligraphy, and painting.
Each girl studied according to her chosen subjects until the age of thirteen or fourteen, after which she returned home to learn household management.
Sigh… no point thinking about that now. It’s still far off.
Right now, the most important thing was to figure out why she had ended up here.
Wang Yutong tried hard to recall her final memories from her previous life.
Arrow → bleeding → grabbing → object → soul…
In that moment of panic, she seemed to have grabbed something. Then, from the ancient tomb, she had become a soul and was brought into the original owner’s mind. Eventually, the two souls merged, and she became the current little Wang Yutong.
After thinking for a long time, she still couldn’t recall what that object was.
Since she couldn’t figure out her past, she began examining the original host’s body for anything unusual.
Finally, she noticed that the crescent-shaped jade pendant that used to hang on the girl’s chest was gone.
The pendant itself wasn’t particularly valuable. It was made from a piece of light green jade that originally belonged to the Marquis. After it broke into several pieces, he casually gave it to Concubine Tian. She took the largest fragment and polished it into a crescent shape, gifting it to Wang Yutong on her fifth birthday.
The original girl had happily worn it around her neck ever since.
But now, the pendant had completely disappeared.
Thinking of this, Wang Yutong decided to test her theory that night.
“Nanny, Lan’er, my body has already recovered. There’s no need to stay with me tonight,” she said.
“No, Sixth Miss. You’ve only just recovered from drowning and are still weak. Someone must stay with you tonight.
If anything were to happen, I wouldn’t be able to take responsibility,” Nanny Sun firmly refused.
Seeing her stern expression, Wang Yutong lowered her head in frustration.
Children have no rights. Ancient children have even less… she grumbled inwardly.
She decided to wait until Lan’er, who was on night duty, fell asleep before taking action.
Finally, late at night, Lan’er drifted into a deep sleep on the small couch.
Lying in bed, Wang Yutong focused her mind, silently thinking of the crescent jade pendant and repeating in her heart: Enter.
In an instant, the world spun around her. When she regained her senses, she found herself in a strange space.
Light shimmered all around, and in the center floated the missing crescent jade pendant, glowing softly with a pale green light.
She hurried forward. The moment she touched it, a flood of unfamiliar memories poured into her mind.
It turned out that the pendant was a fragment of an ancient divine artifact that once possessed many extraordinary powers.
Now that it was broken, only this crescent piece remained, retaining just one ability—traveling through time and space. Her transmigration had been caused by it.
Back in the ancient tomb, she had grabbed another fragment, which brought her here and fused with this crescent piece.
From the memories, she also learned that if she could gather all the fragments, the artifact’s lost powers could be restored—and perhaps even change her fate.
Unfortunately, collecting them all would be extremely difficult.
After figuring everything out, Wang Yutong finally relaxed. She wandered around the space.
It wasn’t large—only about half an acre. The ground was overgrown with weeds. There was no magical spring water, no cultivation manuals—nothing extraordinary.
Just an empty, weed-filled patch of land.
Seeing nothing special, she left the space feeling disappointed.
After all that effort and gaining nothing, she soon fell into a deep sleep.
The next morning, she woke to Lan’er shaking her gently.
“Sixth Miss, you’ve recovered. Today you should go pay your respects to Madam,” Nanny Sun reminded her.
“Pay respects.”
Those two words jolted Wang Yutong fully awake.
Right—she was no longer the martial arts heir of her past life, but an overlooked concubine-born daughter in the Marquis’s residence.
Now fully alert, the little girl raised her arms for Nanny Sun to dress her.
It wasn’t that she didn’t want to dress herself—it was simply too difficult. Ancient clothing was far too complicated.
After washing and dressing, they were already late. Wang Yutong didn’t even have time for breakfast before hurrying off with Lan’er toward Madam Cui’s courtyard.
As she walked, she tried to recall who she would meet while paying respects.
After some thought, she remembered that her two brothers, Wang Yongyong and Wang Yongjian, studied in the front courtyard at official academies and only came to greet their stepmother on special days.
Only her legitimate elder sister Wang Yuxin, her concubine-born elder sister Wang Yulu, and herself went daily.
Thinking as she hurried along on her short legs, she made her way to Qingfeng Courtyard.
At the entrance, the gatekeeper woman greeted her with a smile.
“Greetings, Sixth Miss!”
Wang Yutong said nothing, merely keeping a straight face and nodding calmly.
It looked as though the little girl was deliberately acting mature.
In truth, she simply didn’t know how to respond—there were no such memories left from the original owner.
So she chose to act cool and silent—and somehow managed to get away with it.
Entering the main hall, Wang Yuxin and Wang Yulu had already arrived and were chatting with Madam Cui.
Seeing her, Wang Yuxin smiled faintly. “Sixth Sister is rather late today.”
Wang Yutong bowed. “Greetings, Mother. Good morning, Elder Sisters. Yutong overslept and came late, making Mother and Sisters wait. I ask Mother’s forgiveness.”
Madam Cui smiled gently, with a hint of concern. “Sixth girl, don’t rush so much. Your body has only just recovered. Moving too quickly can make you sweat, and sweating can lead to catching a chill. Next time, you must take better care of yourself.”
“Yes, Mother. I will be more careful and not cause you worry again,” Wang Yutong replied obediently.