As a modern transparent person, I have only one rule for survival in the workplace: reduce my sense of presence.
After working overtime that night, I went home to sleep. The wilted succulent on the desk suddenly shone in the moonlight.
When I opened my eyes again, I became the lowest-ranking maid in the ancient royal palace who didn't even have a name.
Very good, continue to implement the transparent man philosophy: lower your head, sweep the floor, and never look into the eyes of noble people.
Until I saw the prince vomiting blood under the moon - wait, the blood beads he vomited actually hung in the air and condensed into red beans? !
What's even more horrifying is that his blood-stained fingertips pointed precisely at me behind the rockery: "You've been looking at me for so long and you still haven't come over?"
I shrunk like a quail: "Your Majesty... If... If this slave says that this slave is actually a blind man, would you believe it?!"
He chuckled, and the blood droplets he coughed up rolled to my feet as if they came alive: "Blind? If you are really blind, how did you see this 'Lovesickness Gu'?"
Purpose: Be positive and grow in love