From Kitchen Maid to Palace Lady

When Qin Yi opened her eyes, she was beside a stove. She had no idea what had happened, so she crouched there and waited for someone to find her.

She waited until an enraged supervisor finally appeared.

He wore a long gray-blue robe with a wide belt around his waist. His small eyes were narrowed, the muscles in his face crowded together, and an exquisite hairpin adorned his head. He held up a delicate, orchid-like hand and walked with mincing steps, looking every bit the imperious boss.

Qin Yi stared blankly at the supervisor as he used his silver tongue to insult and curse her family from top to bottom. Then she suddenly realized that it seemed she might be...