The Embroiderer Knows How to Make Money

Ju Yue caught the wave of the times and transmigrated.

The bad news: she was a slave from the start.

The good news: she came with a golden finger.

Since she was already here, she decided to make the best of it. Ju Yue would honor her previous life's ambition by carving out a place for herself in the ancient world's business scene and building an empire in fashion and beauty. But first, she had to save enough money to buy her freedom!

Her monthly allowance was too small... crossed off.

Make and sell fertilizer... crossed off.

Ju Yue hadn't expected that making money in ancient times would be no easier than in the modern world, so she buckled down and honed her skills in embroidery.

With help from her cheat, Ju Yue became a workaholic and stood out in the embroidery house in less than six months.

Little by little, she saved money, bought her freedom, and opened a shop. Offering an all-in-one service for clothing, accessories, and beauty, she introduced the people of Dayong to the dazzling shock of office wear, campus fashion, and Bohemian style.

When a wealthy young lady needs a new dress for the spring banquet, she goes to Yue Shang Ji!

When a girl from a humble family is getting married and needs a phoenix coronet and embroidered wedding robe, she goes to Yue Shang Ji!

Before long, Yue Shang Ji had become Dayong's fashion trendsetter.

Ju Yue counted a stack of silver notes until her back and hands ached. What a wonderful problem to have!

When he was young, Zhu Huaixu happened to pass through the garden of the Wen residence and casually helped a little maid who was crying her eyes out.

It was a trivial matter, and he forgot all about it long ago.

Years later, while investigating a case, he rented a courtyard next to Yue Shang Ji. Then he heard a sweet, gentle voice from the neighboring yard, gossiping about him.

"Miss Sun is going to meet with Zhu Huaixu, the Underworld Judge of the judicial commissioner, to discuss a marriage proposal today. Give her that crow-blue jacket embroidered with the longevity symbol."

"But Miss Sun has a darker complexion. Crow-blue won't suit her, will it?"

"That's the point. If she doesn't suit him and the Underworld Judge takes a liking to her, she'll be in trouble!"

Zhu Huaixu smiled to himself, amused, and climbed onto the wall to see who was spreading rumors about his fearsome reputation.

Between the silk and gauzy fabrics drying on bamboo poles in the courtyard, the woman who had just spoken lifted her chin, revealing a pretty little face that looked oddly familiar.

Zhu Huaixu kept thinking about her, day and night, until he finally remembered: she was that flower-house maid who had cried with snot and tears streaming down her face.

Well, then!

So much for saving her!

*Pre-release novel: a romance-focused maid story where the powerful man lowers his head

After losing her husband and son, Jing Chun transmigrated into the body of Lianzhu, a little maid in the Xie household.

She cared for the unloved third young master and served the troublemaking young lady from another family... Fortunately, she was thorough and capable, able to resolve any disturbance that arose.

But as she grew older, her slender waist and lovely face became more and more striking, and trouble found her.

The lecherous, muddle-headed third master wanted to take her as a concubine. The third young master, whom she had raised from childhood, wanted to elope with her. Even the second young master, whose every whim the household obeyed, wanted her as a concubine.

Everyone said the little sparrow was about to become a phoenix.

Only Lianzhu remained unmoved, focused solely on avenging the child she had lost in her previous life.

Since she was going to suffer either way, she might as well marry the most powerful man she could. She became Xie Yao's beloved concubine, and wanted for nothing.

Until the spring flower banquet, when she put herself at the mercy of a man to get the chance to enter the scheme, then seized the opportunity to escape and regain her freedom.

She never expected to see Xie Yao again a year later, dusty from the road and willing to lower his head.

"Lianzhu, if you get on the horse, I'll let bygones be bygones."

"Lianzhu, come back..."

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Extra scene:

Xie Yao had a priceless treasure, and after finding it again, he held it in the palm of his hand every day.

Inside the hibiscus-curtained bed, his strong arms wrapped around that treasure, drawing it against his chest. He bent down to kiss her. "Tell me, who do you really like?"

After their passionate entanglement, Lianzhu was already so sleepy she could barely keep her eyes open. She couldn't understand why the third young master had held on to something he had said casually years ago for so long.

Half asleep, she answered, "You."

"Swear it. If you're lying, then..." Xie Yao looked at the woman in his arms, her long lashes lowered and her breath sweet as orchids. His heart softened. "Forget it. I can't bear to..."

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