When I woke up, I found myself surrounded by a group of ancient people.
Why do people wake up from time travel and always look like eldest ladies, princesses, princesses, etc. In bed? Why am I just a laundry girl from the laundry bureau? Fate is unfair.
Fortunately, I am smart and have a eunuch father-in-law as my master.
Let's see how I survive in the deep palace