There is a saying: There will inevitably be struggles where there are people, and the palace is particularly fierce.

The concubines are intriguing each other, and they are fighting for favor.

The court officials are intriguing each other and are fighting for power.

People in the world are intriguing each other and are fighting for fame.

Therefore, even the lowest maids in the palace also have intrigues. If they are trampled on by others for the rest of their lives, they will inevitably be trampled on others for the rest of their lives. Between the two, there is no doubt that everyone will choose the latter.

,Who is willing to be inferior to others for the rest of his life and be a slave who will never be able to stand out?

In the palace, when you suffer, most people will only watch coldly, hoping that you will suffer. But there are also many people who provide timely assistance. There are very few such people, but they are also extremely precious and rare.

***

When Ning Ling finished washing a large basin of clothes, the sun had already set and the surroundings were dark. She was so hungry that she was hungry, but she could do nothing. The favors in this palace were as thin as paper. Everyone wanted to exchange your bad luck for their own.

For interests, who will really care about the life and death of others?

She sighed, rubbed her empty stomach, swallowed gently, and was about to get up to dry clothes, she reached in front of her, and there was a white steamed bun in her hand.

Ning Ling looked up in confusion. The one holding the steamed bun was a girl about eight or nine years old. She had a pretty face. She entered the palace with Ning Ling. Because her status was also not high, the two were separated here together.

She doesn't talk much, and when she is bullied by the older palace maids here, she just endured it silently. Once Ning Ling couldn't see it and came forward to help her relieve the siege. After that, she didn't take it seriously

, but unexpectedly...

"Eat, you must be hungry, this is what I saved just now." The girl smiled sweetly, stuffed the steamed buns into her hand, and turned around and left.

"Thank you." Ning Ling said behind her.

"Last time you helped me, I just returned the favor." The girl did not look back, but only left a few words lightly.

Just a few words, Ning Ling knew that she was a proud person. She was unwilling to be inferior to others, but she was unwilling to accept the favors of others. She had always kept her little help to her in her heart and understood

There are few people who are grateful for their gratitude in such a cold palace.

Ning Ling bit the steamed bun in her hand. Although there was little food, it was no different for her now. The food in the palace was distributed. If she wanted to save such a steamed bun, it meant she would not be full.

.

The steamed bun was tasteless, but it made her feel sweeter than any food she had eaten in the past, making her feel warm in her heart. The first warmth I felt in this strange era, although this warmth came from a

There is no stranger I know at all.

***

After hanging up the clothes, Ning Ling returned to her residence. The little palace maids here lived in a small room. Apart from a few beds, a table, and a few stools, the whole room was empty.

Her bed happened to be under the window, without curtains, and bright moonlight shot in through the paper on the window.

After confirming that everyone is asleep, she took out a small bag from her body. Don't underestimate her bag. This is what Edmund gave her when she came to this era. It was when he went to Egypt to travel, from a

The tomb robber bought it, and the man once said that it was a funeral item from a princess in ancient Egypt. However, the style of this bag is clearly a modern production process, so no one believed it when it comes to the 'funeral item'. However,

There is indeed a strange place in this bag...
Chapter completed!