Overlord Loves Pampering Maid

(PS: The introduction of this article is not white. But the content is really not white! It is definitely a good article and is stable and updated. Please take off your clothes and wash it off without any worries! Oops, you won't get pregnant if you collect it with your fingers! If it's okay, pay more attention to Zizi and they don't take money from you. Dear friends, don't be so cruel and let Zizi's articles get lost, okay! T_T) Unemployed! Lovelorn! My married boyfriend came back to propose to me! These ridiculous and heinous things happened on the same day to me, a hapless hairstylist abandoned by my father. Before I had time to feel sad, a gorgeous ancient painting transported me to a dynasty with an imaginary history! Junchao? Why haven't I heard of it? Lee Kee Rouge Shop? Holy shit! Why would Mao fall from the roof here during time travel? Okay, now that we've recovered from our injuries, let's go back to our old business and become famous as a rouge shop, and we'll be prosperous in ancient times! Shrimp? As soon as I made money, I was kidnapped into a brothel and asked to choose an oiran to accompany the perverted prince! I was obedient and finally escaped. Unexpectedly, I met a big cold pot prince. Although he looked like the person he loved most, he was accepted as a maid in Nuanchuang! What? I am a descendant of a fox tribe saint and a human being, and I have been in love with this cold-pot prince for three lives. Now it is the last love tribulation. If we get through it, we can be together forever! It was just a misunderstanding that eventually turned love into hatred. Just like in my previous life, I became his political pawn. After going through all the hardships and storms, when I look back, the person guarding me will always be Prince Runxian, who is as gentle as jade. However, I can only feel ashamed of his deep affection! Five years later, when all the truth came to light, my death made the cold-hearted man who had already secured his position in the Ninth Five-Year Plan realize that thousands of miles of blood-stained mountains and rivers are not worth the cinnabar between your brows. Even if it conquers the world, it is just a prosperity. . . (This article is both sad and happy, with a touch of fantasy and a touch of palace. It is warm and affectionate, but also deeply grudged. It is lighthearted and funny, then sadistic to the body and mind. Come in and take a look, whether you like it or not!)