Chapter 1: A young girl undresses, her name is Diaochan!

Eastern Han, the sixth year of Guanghe (183 AD), March.

Bing Province, Taiyuan Commandery, Jinyang, Wucun Township.

At the edge of the village, in a courtyard composed of three dilapidated thatched huts, curses rang out from the middle room.

"You dead girl, I told you to go fetch water, why did you pick up a person and bring them back!"

"And you still haven't gone to fetch the water. If there's no hot water to soak my feet later, see if I don't whip you!"

"Go, throw this guy into the side room, and strip those clothes off his body."

"If he's dead, throw him far away."

"If he's alive, wait until tomorrow to sell him."

"Why aren't you going yet? What are you standing there for?"

Creak~

The door was pushed open from inside.

A thin, frail young girl wearing coarse gray hemp clothing, her cheeks flushed red from the cold, dragged a heavy, unconscious man toward another side room.

Perhaps because the man was too heavy.

The girl gritted her teeth, struggling immensely as she dragged him.

The middle-aged man's roar came from the room again: "Dead girl, if you tear the clothes on his body, see if I don't whip you!"

Upon hearing this, the girl could only turn and look toward the closer room.

Then, biting her lip, she dragged the man into her own room.

The room, lit with charcoal fire, was much warmer than outside.

After entering, the girl hurriedly closed the door to prevent the heat from escaping.

She glanced at the man in front of her.

The girl was at a loss.

The unconscious man had a tall, sturdy build, refined features, and a heroic brow.

He was wearing a set of jungle camouflage fatigues.

On his feet were a pair of black military boots.

His face was slightly blue from the cold, and his breathing was very faint.

"I'm sorry..."

"I didn't know..."

"I just wanted to save you..."

"If you wake up... I... I will return your clothes to you."

As she spoke, the girl reached out to undo the man's clothes.

But clearly, the girl had never seen such clothing before and didn't know how to undo the buttons.

Beads of sweat seeped from her forehead in her anxiety.

Just as the girl, panicked and afraid of being whipped, was frantically trying to undo the man's buttons.

A pair of powerful hands suddenly grabbed her delicate little hands.

"Ah~"

The girl let out a cry of surprise, falling to the ground in a panic, her eyes filled with terror.

The man suddenly opened his eyes and sat bolt upright the next second.

His gaze was filled with a soul-piercing cold light.

The girl was so frightened her face turned pale.

Just as she was about to explain, the man closed his eyes again and fainted.

It is unknown how much time passed.

Duan Yu slowly opened his eyes.

He felt as if his eyes were glued shut, making it very difficult to open them.

Moreover, his head felt like it was about to explode.

"I..."

Duan Yu, struggling to open his eyes, shook his head gently.

"I'm not dead?"

Duan Yu looked around.

Earth-yellow walls, a wooden table that looked like a vanity.

Two dilapidated cabinets.

Above him were wooden beams, and he could see a roof thatched with straw.

"This..."

Duan Yu was a bit confused.

Where is this place?

Wasn't I on the battlefield?

Is this a temporary field hospital?

Or...

Duan Yu forced his body to rise from the bed.

His bare upper body was immediately exposed to the cold air.

Goosebumps immediately broke out on his skin.

Duan Yu looked down and felt even more confused.

His clothes were gone.

What covered his body wasn't a quilt, but seemed to be a layer of coarse hemp.

However, there seemed to be a faint, pleasant fragrance.

Just as Duan Yu was wondering what kind of place this was.

A young girl carrying a wooden basin full of hot water walked in from outside.

Their eyes met, and for a brief moment, both were speechless.

Yet they spoke at the same time.

"You..."

"What place is this?"

The girl looked at Duan Yu with what seemed to be timidity in her eyes.

Duan Yu rubbed his aching head and looked at the girl.

"This... this... this is Jinyang, Wucun Township."

The girl glanced at Duan Yu, then immediately lowered her head, her face flushing red.

Recalling the scene of undressing the man just moments ago, the girl's face turned even redder.

Jinyang?

Duan Yu was stunned.

Isn't Jinyang in Taiyuan, Shanxi?

What kind of joke is this? He was in Europe when he fainted.

How did he suddenly arrive in Jinyang, Shanxi?

Could it be that he had been unconscious on the battlefield for a long time?

That can't be, right?

Duan Yu asked again, puzzled: "What year and month is it now?" ===== CHAPTER 3 =====