Before time travel, I was a master of traditional Chinese medicine. After time travel, I thought I was getting a harem script - treating the concubine's dysmenorrhea, helping the concubine distinguish lead powder, and hearing the gossip of the palace. I piled up half a basket of melon seed shells. Isn't this life better than 996? As a result, the fifth prince insisted on calling me a teacher and forced me to teach arithmetic; the girls took turns stuffing me with things and asking me to deliver them to the prince, so I had to help them make connections, but both sides made money on errands; the second prince blocked the road every now and then, so I developed three emergency escape routes; the empress in the cold palace Pulling me to learn Tai Chi, I can only say that the ancient people were really bored and thinking about nothing; there was a fool from the grassland, and he said: You, sacrifice to the sky... I just want to squat in the corner, eat melon seeds, listen to gossip, and save money to open a medical clinic. How come I have become the busiest "screw" in the harem? Dizzy!
