The Rebirth of Li Fei: The Strongest Palace Fighting System

I wrote this letter in a hurry. The handwriting was so sloppy that it was impossible to tell who wrote it.

Then I went out again and quietly slipped into the servants' room of Huanbi and Liuzhu.

When I arrived at their room, I took advantage of the dim moonlight and peeked inside through the narrow crack in the door. There were brocade and silk threads on the table inside the room, which must have been needlework done by the women before going to bed. At this moment, Huanbi and Liuzhu had fallen asleep, breathing evenly and sleeping soundly.

The clothes they washed were hung on the clothesline in front of the door. I recognized that the green and pink satin dress was made by Huanbi. It was slightly more gorgeous than the vermilion plain dress by Liuzhu next to it.

I quietly stuffed the letter into Huanbi's clothes and then returned to my room.

It was almost midnight, and I still couldn't sleep.

Although the days of the previous life are repeating themselves, the unknown tomorrow cannot be predicted.

As the morning light gradually emerged, Aunt Xiao arrived. She helped me put on the orange linen dress I had worn yesterday and then gathered with the Zhen family's masters and servants in the main hall.

I saw Huanbi in her green and pink silk dress. The colors were refreshing and refined, but it gave off a look of deep worry. I knew she had read the secret letter, and it had left a deep impression on her.

Not long after, the eunuchs from the palace came to read the imperial edict, and brought Aunt Fangruo with them, and informed me that I was named a concubine, Zhen Huan was named a concubine, and Shen Meizhuang was named a noble lady.

Zhen Huan's smile blooms like a flower:

"The three of us can enter the palace later. We are all familiar with each other and can look after each other after entering the palace."

I also acted happy, responded in kind, and glanced at Huanbi out of the corner of my eye.

I noticed that her eyes inadvertently revealed envy and self-pity.

Although I have the lowest status among the three Han ladies, Zhen Huan, Shen Meizhuang, Huanbi, as a maid, is still out of my reach.

She carried the secret of the second lady of the Zhen family and worked as a maid. How could she be willing to see her elder sister promoted?

I'm extremely tired after not sleeping for two days.

I didn't listen carefully to Aunt Fangruo's teachings. Her words passed by my ears like running water.

However, this is not a big deal. I am already familiar with the complicated court etiquette and nothing will go wrong.

"Official girls are actually similar to palace maids, except they can serve the emperor overnight. If the emperor likes them, they can be promoted to concubines. According to the ancestral system, palace maids are promoted one level at a time and cannot skip levels."

When Fangruo said this, Huanbi's eyes sparkled, as if she saw hope and longing for the future, and she couldn't help but blurt out:

"I heard that the current queen is a concubine's daughter?"

Fang Ruo felt that Huanbi's words were inappropriate, so she tried to smooth things over:

"Blessed people do not distinguish between legitimate and illegitimate children. The Queen is a noble person and a model for the whole nation."

Is character precious? Is she the mother of the country? She's just an empty title!

Zhen Huan believed Fang Ruo's praise of the Queen. She gave Huan Bi a meaningful look. Huan Bi admitted her mistake but showed a happy expression:

"I have spoken out of turn."

I felt the timing was right, so I hinted:

"Aunt, what you said is absolutely right. I think not only do the blessed ones not distinguish between legitimate and illegitimate children, but heroes also don't care about their birth. There are examples of palace maids being promoted to high positions as officials' wives in every dynasty. I think Huanbi and Sister Wan look alike, so maybe she can become a lady in the future!"

I used a joking tone to inspire Huanbi's fighting spirit.

It was obvious that Huanbi had taken it to heart. She remained silent, pursing her lips, as if forcing herself to suppress something.