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Qingluan is a woman with inferiority and sensitivity. Before she was fourteen years old, she was a slave and a servant, so she never knew what dignity was.

The year when she was fourteen was a huge turning point in her life.

The wealthy business owner moved in. She and a dozen maids and sisters were left in Licheng and had nowhere to go. Finally, because of a notice, they went to the distant and wealthy Tiandu City.

From then on, I changed my destiny.

In the eyes of these maids, Tiandu City is a noble and out of reach. The emperor lives at the feet of the top powerful people. Even the wealthy businessman they once served will instantly become like an ant in front of these powerful people.

However, the road to the powerful and powerful people of Tiandu is not only far away, but the price paid is also extremely heavy. Along the way, the women died and were injured. They had no money to hire a doctor. They took out all their savings and bought the carriage, and the only little dry food on the carriage.

Before they arrived in Tiandu City, they had used up their last little surplus grain. When the last sister who was one year older than them was kidnapped by a few people of unknown identity, Qingluan and the maid had been hungry for two days.

So she didn't have the strength to save people, and she didn't even have the strength to protect herself - if these people had evil intentions towards her.

But it was strange that these people did not touch her. At that time, Qingluan didn't have the energy to think about why they let her go.

Even, she didn't even feel a little pity - she didn't know whether this behavior was selfish, but at that time she knew very well that she could not save anyone, and that pleading overestimating her abilities or taking a desperate bet was a foolish act of seeking death.

Moreover, after two days of hunger, she actually didn't think she could still survive, but she just died early and late.

Lying in the carriage drowsy, Qingluan didn't know when she had fallen asleep, or she should have fainted. She only knew that when she woke up, she was already in a large, grand, and very solemn and strict mansion.

The person who took care of her was a maid named Lan'er. After waking up, she was stunned for a long time. Looking at the woman in front of her, the bed she was lying on and all the decorations around her, she felt like she was in a dream for a moment.

"This...where is this..." The sound was dry and hoarse, "...How long have I been in a coma?"

"I don't know how long the lady has been in a coma." Lan'er replied respectfully, "When the prince brought the lady back, the lady was already in a coma. Well, the lady slept in the palace for a day, and it was already late at this time."

Just two short sentences made Qingluan dull for a long time.

She lived so old that she always called her ladies and young masters. No one had ever called her as ladies. Has this girl misunderstood?

"That... I'm not a lady, I'm also a slave..." She said in a low voice, but suddenly there was a glass of water in front of her. Qingluan looked up in surprise.

"Miss just woke up, drink some water to moisten her throat first, and try to get the kitchen to make some food for the lady."

Lan'er's tone was very gentle, as if she was afraid of scaring her.

Qingluan lowered her head silently and drank the water, whispering: "Thank you."

"Miss, don't ruin me." Lan'er smiled, "It's time for me to serve the lady, and I can't be the one who can give me a word thank you."

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