She was once Yunzhou’s finest embroiderer, each stitch worth a fortune, but a marriage contract sold her into the Duan household.
On the eve of her wedding, something went wrong with the tribute embroidery
forbidden patterns, old threads, and a frame-up turned her into a criminal in the street.
Everyone waited for her to bow her head and accept her fate.
Instead, she unraveled the embroidery in public and turned the tables with a face-slapping.
He watched from the sidelines, then stepped in to help
a man of unknown origins who understood her embroidery and saw through the whole scheme.
But she didn’t know
this was no misunderstanding.
It was a carefully woven trap, set long before she ever entered the Duan household.
And she
was the thread.
And the blade.
