In the twelfth year of Shaoxing, Yue Feigang died in Fengbo Pavilion, and everyone in Lin'an City was in danger.
Eighteen-year-old seamstress Shen Qingtang just wanted to live a safe life, but she was dragged into the abyss because of an old jacket that came to her door. Hidden in the middle of the clothes was a suicide note written in blood, with three words: It's not necessary.
Zhao Yu, the commander of the front department of the palace, suddenly appeared, seeming like a friend and an enemy; Luo Zhi, the needlework lady of Qin Hui's house, pressed forward step by step, hiding a knife in her smile. A piece of bloody clothing attracted three parties: those who wanted her to destroy it, those who wanted her to hand it over, and those who wanted her to "deposit it for those who should save it."
Shen Qingtang has no power, only a pair of scissors, a needle, and ancestral craftsmanship.
She sewed the blood letter into her middle coat and stuck it to her heart. Every piece of clothing she passed through became a battlefield—someone embroidered code words on their collars, others hid murderous intent on their cuffs, but she used needle and thread to sew out the truth inch by inch.
But she didn't know that the person who told her to "run" and the person who wanted to "keep her safe" actually came from the same place.
And the day written in the blood book—June 20th—is coming soon.
Concept: Needle and thread can be used to sew clothes and save people. How ordinary people fight forgetfulness.