In the middle of the night, the candlelight flickered.
In the "Wanzhao Embroidery Workshop", Su Wanzhao was wearing plain clothes, and her hair was casually pulled up with a wooden hairpin. This way of dressing up made her look particularly fresh and refined.
The silver needle in her hand was flying up and down, and she was embroidering the last bit of moonlight-like pattern on a brocade called "Moonlight Peony".
This embroidery will be sent to Li's wife's house in the south of the city tomorrow. This will affect whether the embroidery shop can do good business next month.
"Girl! It's not good!"
Xiaotao's voice suddenly broke the silence of the night.
Xiao Tao stumbled in, her face as white as paper, "Jinxiu Village... Jinxiu Village sent people to Li Yuanwai's house, saying that the things we embroidered... Were very bad! Li Yuanwai just... Cancelled the order!"
The silver needle in Su Wanzhao's hand suddenly stopped, and a drop of blood dyed the unfinished peony red.
She felt a thump in her heart and felt a chill coming up.
Aunt Zhou, you really took action!
"I got it, Xiaotao, don't panic." Su Wanzhao took a deep breath and tried to suppress the fire in her heart.
Come on, come on, the soldiers will cover up the water and the earth. She, Su Wanzhao, is not to be frightened.
