Rebirth System: Cultivating Villains

Groping in the dark, Jiang Jiang returned to the little palace maid's bedroom.

There are many palace maids.

Big and small.

Jiang Jiang’s setting is to be inconspicuous.

With an ordinary appearance and no special skills, it is hard to see why Jiang Jiang is so popular.

Jiang Jiang was arranged to live in the princess's palace as her companion.

The little princess is soft and tender.

Jiang Jiang often lay at the door and smiled silly at the princess's cute face.

But secretly.

When there were people around, Jiang Jiang stood at the door seriously, guarding the door for the little princess unwaveringly.

The princess had many reading companions.

All the young palace maids who were almost as old as Jiang Jiang were selected.

As long as you have a clean family background and decent looks, you are all here.

When the princess grows up a little, she can choose whoever she likes.

There were many women from aristocratic families among this group of palace maids, led by the granddaughter of the Grand Tutor and the only daughter of General Xiao.

Their goal is to learn palace etiquette, enter the palace as concubines, and it is not impossible for them to become queens one day.

Jiang Jiang is the least noticeable one.

The daughter of an ordinary soldier.

The father has three daughters, and Jiang Jiang is the youngest.

Jiang Jiang has two older brothers.

The family couldn't afford to support so many people, so they sent Jiang Jiang to the palace in exchange for some food and silver.

Jiang Jiang takes turns standing guard in the princess' palace.

I stand guard for four hours a day, two hours in the morning and two hours in the afternoon.

Teenage children spend two hours a day at school, learning embroidery, weaving, jewelry, cooking, and etiquette.

When they grow up a little more, they will be assigned to the fourth department.

Manager of clothing, manager of treasures, manager of food, and manager of ceremonies.

Jiang Jiang sneaked into Qiang Huai's bedroom in the dark every day, and occasionally left two pieces of cakes given by the princess as a gift for Qiang Huai.

Say a few words to Qiang Huai and then go back.

Don't stay long.

The palace rules are strict and Jiang Jiang cannot be out for too long.

There were four palace maids living in Jiang Jiang's bedroom. The oldest was fourteen years old and worked in the concubine's palace.

Jiang Jiang is not the youngest one.

The youngest was the county magistrate’s daughter, who was three and a half years old.

Like Jiang Jiang, she was chosen to enter the princess's palace.

The two of them have different positions and rarely meet.

The other one was eleven years old and worked as a dyer in the Clothing Palace. He came back very late every day.

She goes out early and comes back late, probably because the work in the dyeing workshop is heavy. The girl has a stern face and doesn't like to talk every day.

The fourteen-year-old palace maid mostly takes care of the youngest daughter of the county magistrate. Although Jiang Jiang looks only four years old, her soul is already seventeen years old and she still has basic living skills.

Sometimes the fourteen-year-old palace maid would even have the illusion that Jiang Jiang was the older sister.

So much so that no one would notice Jiang Jiang.

He is well behaved, doesn't cry, make a fuss, fight or compete, and has no conflicts of interest.

[……]Is this what it means to be a fool with good fortune?

The system clenched its back teeth, feeling a little jealous.

"Wuhua! Wuhua! His Highness rewarded me with a plate of fruit today! It's delicious! I brought it to you!" Jiang Jiang wrapped it carefully in old clothes and carried it to Qiang Huai's bedroom. She trotted all the way, excitedly sharing her spoils with Qiang Huai.

Qiang Huai did not respond to Jiang Jiang.

Jiang Jiang lit a candle.

The bedroom was pitch black.

A dark figure was curled up on the bed.

Jiang Jiang leaned in to take a closer look.

The corners of Qiang Huai's mouth were dark blue and purple, and there were several raised red marks on his arms and back.

Jiang Jiang retracted the smile on his face.

"Who hit you?" Jiang Jiang's eyes were bright in the candlelight, and her black pupils were like washed grapes.

"It's okay. I accidentally knocked over the inkstone and stained your clothes. I got beaten. I will be fine in two days." The little Qiang Huai bit his lip and weakly pulled Jiang Jiang's sleeve. "I want to taste your fruit, can I?"

Jiang Jiang took the cloth bag and opened it. In addition to the fruits, there was also half a big steamed bun. "Here you go." Jiang Jiang stuffed the steamed bun in one hand and the fruit in the other into Qiang Huai's hands.