When Song Xu was young, his father hunted for a living, and the two of them lived a happy life. A few skins were enough for them to eat and drink for several months.
A plague broke out and my father died. I stayed in the village for a few years, farming, raising chickens, and doing all kinds of hard work. During this time, the chicken was sick and couldn't grow anything from the ground, and it couldn't even hunt prey.
Living a life clinging to the legacy of his own father is about to end up with nothing in sight.
Hearing that being a palace maid in the village would give her family a monthly salary, Song Xu gritted his teeth and took the last good piece of leather and went to the house of his "aunt" who was not far away, and got the chance to enter the palace.
If you can't be a nobleman, it's okay to be a nobleman's slave.
I was stuffing money again, and I kept saying good things, and I had a stable life for a while.
But the palace is a place of cannibalism...
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"Ms. Yi has fainted again. Go and ask the emperor to come over!"
"Yu Meiren has lost her appetite today. Go and ask the imperial doctor for consultation!"
"Concubine Hui got tripped by a stone. Go and kowtow!"
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Song Xu, who worked as a maid in various palaces, had a dark look in her eyes.
Song Xu lived year after year of not having enough to eat and not dying from exhaustion.
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·The heroine has no big ambitions, just eating and drinking every day is enough
·The dynasties are imaginary, this article is on the lighter side, there are very few palace fights, almost none, it feels comfortable to read after dinner
Intention: plainness is the truth