There is a Hall of Heavenly Crafts in the heavens, where the wear and tear on immortal garments is repaired.
Jiang Zhihe, a poor girl from the mortal realm who mends clothes for a living, is pulled into the Ninth Heaven by a streak of white light and becomes the lowest-ranking celestial seamstress. She has no connections, no powerful backer, and no embroidery credentials. All she has are her hands and a stubborn conviction that she can worry about everything else after she’s eaten.
The immortals think she’s a bumpkin, so she turns that into her trump card. A garment is torn? Reinforce the lining first, then make the outside look presentable. She understands the ways of the world better than the immortals do.
But she isn’t the only clever one in the Heavenly Court.
Xie Tingyun, the cold-faced director, is ruthless and even more calculating. He holds one of the highest positions in the Heavenly Court, yet keeps his eyes fixed on a lowly seamstress.
Pei Zhaoye, a maverick immortal lord with a blade hidden behind his smile, forces her into the game.
Ming Qiluo, a noblewoman from a powerful family, has a sharper stitch than she does.
Standing firm amid this deadly rivalry, she won’t kneel or lose her head over romance. She believes in one thing: the ones who can truly mend the heavens aren’t immortals, but rules.
When she sees through the conspiracy behind the mending of the heavens, the embroidery needle in her hand becomes more than a way to make a living. She intends to stitch her own rules into the cracks of the Heavenly Court.
