A Time-Traveling Mishap: I Became an Ancient Nobleman

Chapter 1: Becoming an Ancient Young Master

"Young Master?"

"Eldest son."

At the sound of two calls from outside the door, Zhou Hanzhang, who was sleeping on the rosewood desk, slowly came back to his senses.

After a while, she raised her head in confusion and looked around at her surroundings.

What came into view was an antique-style study. On the desk in front of her were neatly arranged the Four Treasures of the Study, as well as several ancient books and a bronze candlestick.

Next to the desk was a grand master's chair, with cloud patterns carved on the back, which looked dignified and comfortable.

Opposite the desk is a carved wooden window. Through the window paper, you can feel the gentle breeze blowing, bringing the fragrance of flowers from the courtyard.

A landscape painting hangs on the wall, its delicate brushstrokes and profound artistic conception adding a touch of tranquility and serenity to the room.

Zhou Hanzhang was certain that there was no one else in the room besides himself.

So, the person who came was calling for her?

She looked up at the little girl, who appeared to be about eleven or twelve years old, standing in the doorway, and asked uncertainly, "Are you... calling me?"

Seeing her like this, the little girl quickly walked two steps to her side and put the food box in her hand aside.

"Young Master, are you tired of reading? Your wife personally made your favorite lotus seed soup and asked me to bring it over."

As she spoke, the little girl tidied up the books in front of Zhou Hanzhang and placed them neatly to the side. Then she took out a bowl of lotus seed soup from the food box and placed it in front of her.

"Young Master, please eat quickly. Madam specially put some ice in, so it's perfect to eat now."

Hearing the little girl's words, Zhou Hanzhang was shocked and couldn't react for a long time.

She blurted out instinctively, "Thank you, Qiuyue. Please tell my mother that she's been through a lot."

As soon as she said it, she was even more surprised: how did she know the girl's name?

Looking at the autumn moon before her, she felt an unusual familiarity, as if she had known it for many years.

Her mind was a jumbled mess, and she desperately wanted to sort things out, so she said to Qiuyue, "You can go out first, I'll use it later."

Qiuyue looked at her, her lips moved as if she wanted to say something, but in the end she didn't say anything and left.

After Qiu Yue left, Zhou Hanzhang stared intently at the white porcelain bowl containing lotus seed soup in front of him.

She touched it; the glaze was smooth and the texture was delicate.

This is even better than the antiques collected by her elders. But what kind of family would use such an antique to serve a bowl of lotus seed soup?

Today, on a sweltering summer day, she, who never takes a nap, surprisingly took one at home.

I never imagined that I would wake up here.

At first, she wondered if she had been kidnapped by her father's rival, since her father had recently been competing with his rival for a piece of land in the suburbs.

The father's rivals used many underhanded tactics, but to no avail, and it seemed that the land was about to fall into the father's hands.

If Father gets that land, then the Zhou family will be at the height of its power in Jiangcheng.

But Zhou Hanzhang saw that he wasn't being restrained, so it didn't seem like he had been kidnapped.

But what's going on with this antique-style study, this man in ancient men's clothing, and that girl named Qiuyue from earlier?

She shook her head vigorously, suppressing all her doubts.

The most important question now is, why does Qiuyue call him "Young Master"?

She was clearly a pampered girl.

She walked to the door and closed it first.

I placed my hands on my chest, touched them, and felt a jolt in my heart.

How did my prized asset disappear?!

The tentacles were as smooth as an airport runway, which startled even the usually mild-mannered Zhou Hanzhang.

How did you become like this?

Without thinking, she closed her eyes and reached down to her lower body.

Touch it again.

???

Nothing at all.

She breathed a sigh of relief, but then frowned deeply.

She lost the breasts she was so proud of, but she also lacked what a man should have.

Why does Qiu Yue call herself Young Master? Although her chest is flat, she's still not a man, right?

A thousand thoughts flashed through her mind in an instant, and when she thought of one word, her expression changed drastically.

ladyboy?

It’s over.

Could it be that I've become a transvestite?

Considering her current environment and the autumn moon she had just seen, she felt that she had most likely traveled through time.

She felt familiar with everything around her, but when she tried to think about it more deeply, her mind went blank.

She sighed, thinking she should first confirm whether she had really become a transvestite.

Originally, she was a pampered daughter of a wealthy merchant, and it was already tragic enough that she had transmigrated to this place.

Now that she has discovered she may have become a transvestite, how could she not feel despair?

She saw a screen placed on the side of the study, gritted her teeth, walked behind the screen, and struggled to take off her pants.

She nervously looked down at herself and, seeing that she still possessed female characteristics, immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

She first pulled up her pants and put them on, then touched her chest and, puzzled, slowly took off her top.

After taking off all her clothes, she discovered that her chest was wrapped with layers of white cloth, tightly concealing her assets.

Although she had confirmed that she was still a woman, her doubts only deepened.

Why am I, a girl, called "young master"?

He was dressed in men's clothing, and his chest was wrapped up.

All of this is so strange.

She was about to open the door to call someone and ask, but when she opened the door, Qiuyue was standing outside.

Upon seeing Qiu Yue still there, Zhou Hanzhang asked in confusion, "Is there anything else?"

Qiu Yue looked at her, hesitated, and finally said, "I just saw the matriarch of the Jiang family come over."

"The matriarch of the Jiang family?"

The image of a beautiful woman instantly appeared in Zhou Hanzhang's mind.

Qiu Yue nodded. "She brought Miss Jiang with her. Would the young master like to go and meet her?"

When Qiu Yue mentioned Miss Jiang, Zhou Hanzhang pictured a little girl who loved to follow him around.

But when I tried to think about it again, I couldn't remember anything at all.

Just as she was wondering, another maid hurried over, and upon seeing Zhou Hanzhang, she first gave her a slight bow.

"Young Master, the Jiang family's matriarch has arrived with Miss Jiang. She requests your presence in the main hall."

Spring flowers.

When Zhou Hanzhang saw the girl in front of him, another name popped into his mind.

Zhou Hanzhang nodded, and before she could make a decision, she had already followed Chunhua forward.

She seemed extremely familiar with the house; even without Chunhua leading the way, she knew exactly where to go.

Halfway there, she realized that given her current situation, she shouldn't be in contact with too many people before understanding the cause and effect of the matter.

What if I accidentally give myself away? Will I be treated like a monster?

With that thought in mind, she stopped in her tracks.

Seeing that she had stopped, Chunhua turned around in confusion, "Young Master?"

Zhou Hanzhang suddenly had a bright idea, touched his forehead, and exclaimed "Ouch!"

"I think I have heatstroke, and I have a terrible headache."

After saying that, he leaned on a pillar beside him with his other hand, looking weak.

Chunhua was startled when she saw her like this.

He quickly went forward and helped her sit down in the corridor.

Seeing this scene, Qiuyue, who was following behind, ran up to Zhou Hanzhang and looked at him with concern.