I am the eighth generation descendant of Suzhou embroidery. In my previous life, when I fell off a cliff with my blood-stained embroidery in my hands, I learned that my best friend was going to crush my life in order to seize the fragment of "A Hundred Birds Facing the Phoenix".
Open your eyes again and go back to your 25th birthday. On the bedside are celebration flowers sent by my best friends. Three days later, it was the day when I exposed the clues of the remaining scrolls - in this life, I want their conspiracy to be entangled in the web I weaved.
The silver needle is the eye and the silk thread is the knife. I deliberately faked the news to lure Su Wantang into the game. On the surveillance video, she smashed the embroidery box of the old embroidery lady Zhou Granny. When the hot search #guardintangtang# reached the top, her mask cracked.
Gu Yan, the criminal investigation captain, handed over hot ginger tea and taught me how to use criminal investigation to read embroidery threads; but when he opened my master's diary and tightened his grip on my wrist, I suddenly understood - some situations are not broken, but torn apart.
In this life, I am not just protecting Yun Xiu Pavilion. I want everyone to see: the beauty of Su embroidery is not a specimen in a showcase, but a living soul that we pick up with our fingertips.
