Surviving as a Maid of the Sichuan Tang Clan

[Some month, some day.

I opened my eyes and found I had become a maid of the Sichuan Tang Clan. Yes, that Sichuan Tang Clan of poison and hidden weapons from martial arts stories. And you tell me to stop reading novels and just go to work? I wish this were a dream too.

This is all my manager’s fault. Since he handed me martial arts novels to read, of course I ended up getting possessed into a martial arts world. Damn it.

I’m doing housework all day long that I don’t even do at home. I want to go home.]

[Some month, some day.

Here, I’m in charge of the laundry. Every day I’m given a mountain of clothes to wash. But there’s something that keeps bothering me. Every time I rinse the laundry, the water comes out all kinds of colors. Why does purple water come out of green cloth?

...This isn’t poison, is it?]

[Some month, some day.

I learned the secret of my birth.

I’m...... ■■■■■■?

I’m...... ■■■ ■?]

[Some month, some day.

That bastard of a father is telling me to go out on a blind date. He says it’s time for me to be of use now, though he’s never done anything for me and only has endless demands. Bastard.

When I started swearing, Grandfather calmed me down. He said if I don’t like the man who’s going to be my husband, Grandfather will go and change him out.

Grandfather, could you please not talk about my future husband like you’re picking potatoes at the market.]

[Some month, some day.

I was about to go to bed when a crowd of people suddenly rushed in and dragged me away. They say my blind-date partner is dead, and that I’m the one who poisoned him.

What kind of bullshit is that? Why me?]