She was originally a lady from the Jiangnan embroidery workshop, with a pair of skillful hands that could embroider mountains and rivers and re-weave with exquisite skills.
A sudden change occurred overnight. The secret pattern passed down in the family turned out to be irrefutable evidence of collaborating with the enemy. His father was imprisoned, and the century-old embroidery village was in danger.
Shen Qingyan tore up his gorgeous wedding dress in public, used the broken brocade as a postcard, and went to Beijing alone.
In the past, my delicate hands held a needle, but now I use thread as my blade. Deep in the palace garden, she is not only repairing the "Thousand Miles of Rivers and Mountains" that was destroyed by fire, but also repairing the cracks in the civilization of a dynasty; in the power chess game, she is dealing with the prince, powerful ministers and enemy spies, turning the lost Suzhou embroidery skills into the most deadly silent blade.
From the boudoir to the world, she used silk threads as warp and weft to embroider mountains and rivers.
——Everyone in the world knows that women should be limited to brocade and cooking smoke, but she insists on having this splendid country all by her own hand.
Concept: Even dust has its own value