My name is Ah Fu. My former profession was a top killer in the world, and my current profession is an ordinary maid in the water boiling room of the palace. My life plan is very simple: catch fish at work, sleep peacefully after get off work, save enough money to leave the palace and open a snack shop, and live a retirement life from then on. For this reason, I hid my astonishing martial arts skills. My daily worries were how to boil water without looking incompetent, and fighting Cuihua from the Huanyi Bureau next door for the last meat bun. However, God did not fulfill his wish. One day, I was assigned to serve the legendary seventh prince who was surly and withdrawn, coughing every three steps and gasping every five steps. This man was delicate and frail, but he was a living target in the palace. He could be assassinated eight hundred times a day. The first time, the assassin's sword was only an inch away from his neck. I "slipped" and poured a basin of foot-washing water over me. The assassin slipped and died. The Seventh Prince: "?" The second time, the poisonous snack was brought to his mouth. My hands shook and I knocked over the tray, and the snack fell on the floor. The seventh prince: "..." The third time, the assassin on the beam was about to attack. I pretended to catch a mouse and "accidentally" stabbed it with a bamboo pole... The seventh prince finally blocked me in the corner, squinted his beautiful peach blossom eyes, and coughed twice: "Afu, your luck is a bit too good, right?" Me: Scared. Jpg I am really just an ordinary unlucky guy, Your Highness! I just want to retire peacefully, why do people always force me to "work overtime"? ! What's even worse is that this frail-looking His Highness doesn't seem to be a fuel-efficient lamp. While he was watching my acting with great interest, he pushed me to the forefront, saying euphemistically:
