Bengong is actually a therapist!

Chapter 1 I wish you a happy time travel!

"Am I... dead?" Yue Wangshu looked at the gray space in front of him, and he couldn't help but fell into confusion.

Oh yes, she was dead, terribly dead.

Looking back on his life, Yue Wangshu couldn't help shedding bitter tears for himself.

She is an orphan. Although the state supports the orphanage well, and she has enough food and clothing since she was a child without a father or a mother, she can only fight on her own.She is not smart, but she still relied on her own efforts to be admitted to a good university. After graduation, she worked hard to repay the national loan and worked hard for the rest of her life.

Later, she bought a house in a big city and settled down, but she was also burdened with a huge mortgage, working from six to nine every day, treating Party A as her ancestor and herself as her grandson.

Afterwards, after finally refinancing the loan, I thought I could finally live a good life for a few days, but unexpectedly, breast cancer came to her. In order to treat the disease, the house was sold and people disappeared. An elderly leftover woman died alone in the In the ward of the hospital, there is no penny in the passbook.

This is her whole life.

It is simply a big misery!
If she had known that she would get cervical cancer, she should have been vaccinated earlier!
Ah, no, her illness is purely due to exhaustion!
If I knew this earlier, why bother to live like a grandson for a house, or a grandson of a dead ghost! !
If there is an afterlife, she must choose to live a healthy and comfortable life, and she will never work overtime again! - It would be better if you can not work.

As soon as I thought about it, the gray world seemed to brighten up like the sun, and an indistinguishable voice from a man and a woman came from the sky: "Okay, I heard your wish, and I will give you the aura of life. joy."

Yue Wangshu:? ? ! ! !What halo?

time travel?Where to cross?

Also, who the hell are you!
"Hey! Who are you!"

Yue Wangshu yelled, and hurried up, flailing his teeth and claws, but ended up catching someone's arm.

She opened her eyes, but saw a girl with a snail bun and a water-green jacket skirt. The girl said weakly, "My lord, this servant is little lotus."

Little Hibiscus?I still have dahlias!

Hey, wait, am I time-traveling?
Yue Wangshu looked down at herself, her hands were as tender as milk, she was wearing a set of beige underwear and trousers, her hair was long and black and thick - as a hard-working party B, her hair has long been thinning, it's okay After the illness, I became completely bald!

But now, she has clearly gained a healthy body.

What the fuck?

She died and then came back to life? !

Yue Wangshu couldn't be more excited for a moment. She quickly glanced at her "bedroom". There are exquisite colored glass bottles with newly opened magnolias in the bottles, a three-story mahogany jewelry box on the dressing table, and a big bronze mirror—eh?Mirror? !

Without further ado, Yue Wangshu got off the bed, put on the pair of peach blossom embroidered shoes on the pedals, and rushed to the dressing table.

Although the clarity of the bronze mirror is not good, and it is also yellowed and reddish, it can still be seen that the reflection in the mirror is a pretty girl with picturesque eyebrows and eyes!

Yue Wangshu couldn't help pinching his own face, "Hiss! It hurts!"

it is true! !She is not dreaming!
"My lord, what are you doing?" Seeing her lord pinch her white and jade-like cheeks red, little Fu Rong couldn't help feeling sorry for her lord.

"Little Furong?" Yue Wangshu looked at the delicate and lovely girl in front of him, who seemed to be about the age of a middle school student, and couldn't help asking, "How old are you?"

Little Furong replied obediently: "The servant girl is already fifteen."

She is only 15 years old, and she should have been studying in an ivory tower, but in ancient times, she was already a skilled maid.

Eh, wait, what did she call me?
little master? !
Yue Wangshu's eyes widened, that is to say, this is in the palace!I am a concubine?
A concubine, isn't she the emperor's concubine?Isn't it the kind of profession where you have to fight with other concubines for a cucumber, and even compete with the emperor's wife, the queen, in the end, the winner becomes the queen mother, and the loser dies? !
I go! !
She was overworked and ill in her previous life, and she didn't want to be involved with a group of women!
What she wants is to live a lifetime in good health and comfort!

Wait, who seems to have sent her a "halo of life"?where is it?

I looked carefully at the mirror again, but I didn't see any substantial halo on my head, but I can't say that this "halo of life" doesn't exist, and this body is indeed full of vitality and looks very healthy.

But she wants to live a comfortable life more!
Well, it's decided, she doesn't want to compete for favor.

To hell with that broken cucumber!

If the brand is accidentally turned over, she will pretend to be sick!
As long as I don't compete for favor, as long as I refuse to introvert, then I have no enemies!

I can just get paid and not work!
Yue Wangshu nodded, hoping that the era she traveled through was not the early Ming Dynasty, and she didn't need to be buried...

"That little Hibiscus——" Yue Wangshu looked at his innocent and lovely little palace maid with sparkling eyes, "What is my position, how many jobs do I have every month... cough salary?"

Little Furong's eyes widened. Is the little master sleepy?But he still replied obediently, "The young master is now a lady of the sixth rank, as for the salary... 36 taels a year, which is [-] taels a month."

Yue Wangshu's black line: just this little money?Enough to eat or drink?Ah, no, the palace should be full of food and drink—well, if this is the case, the salary should be less, after all, she has decided to be passive and sabotage... Ah no, she stopped working at all.

That being the case, she has no right to think too little.This is the wages of whoring for nothing!

Yue Wangshu sighed, "Let's make do with it."

Little Furong said in a low voice: "Newcomers enter the palace, and their status is not high. You are as beautiful as a flower, my lord. When you are favored, you will definitely be promoted."

Yue Wangshu felt disdainful: Working hard for a raise?She will never do this kind of loss-making business in her life!
She wants to lie flat and go on strike!

She wanted the emperor's salary for free, and refused to be prostituted by the emperor! !

This is a pleasant journey through it!
At the same time, in the majestic and luxurious Palace of Qinzheng, His Majesty the Emperor, who was buried in the vast memorial, suddenly felt a little itchy nose, which made him sneezed loudly.

Zhang Ji, the head of the internal servants, hurriedly expressed concern and concern: "My lord, you last night wrote the memorial until midnight, and you got up before dawn today. If this continues, I'm afraid it will hurt the dragon's body!"

Emperor Yan Zheng's thin and handsome face was full of impatience: "Zhang Ji, you are a dead eunuch, and now you are more verbose than the old mother!"

The Great Yan Dynasty has now passed down to the fourth generation of kings. Emperor Yan Zheng is twenty-five years old. In the five years since he took the throne, it can be said that he has spent a lot of time wearing clothes and food, and sleeping at night. It is naturally a blessing for the government and the people to have such a diligent emperor. , The blessing of the people.But it is not the blessing of the harem.

The emperor had been on the throne five years before the first draft was held. It had been more than half a month since newcomers had entered the palace, but no one had been invited yet.

　After changing it more than N times, it finally passed!Oh, by the way, the original title of this book is "Ben Gong Is a Nanny!" "—but in order to prevent harmony, it was changed to "Ben Gong is actually a therapist!" ".

　　Ask for collection, recommendation, and fattening!

　　


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