Twelve Years in the Inner Palace

Overnight, Zhiyu transmigrated from a modern office drone into an ancient... workhorse.

The bad news was that her professional skills were useless here. The good news was that her place in the pecking order was exactly the same.

She was a palace maid on duty in the imperial palace.

No cheat, no System, and no golden finger.

A pretty shabby start.

Other people were princes and imperial descendants surrounded by handsome men. She was a department head or manager, clocking extra hours.

Her one advantage was that Zhiyu had a healthy body and could live to a hundred.

A job was a job, wherever you worked!

She heard that palace maids here could choose a new career after the age of twenty-five.

For the sake of her future, she'd save money, build connections, develop her skills, and plan her life... while occasionally listening to gossip about the consorts in the various palaces.

Her goal was to live well and not do anything stupid.

Of course, it would be even better if she found a man she liked.

But if not, that was fine too.

Marriage was not something you could force.

So why had the men around her suddenly, inexplicably... multiplied?

[A modern office drone's working life in ancient times]

Early Mary Sue story, with a slightly retro style. This time, I want to write something different.

Blurb written on 2026.6.22, screenshot saved.

Theme: Labor is glorious.