Embroidered Tales from the Farmstead

A bull or a prince, which would you choose?

What kind of question was that? She chose the bull without a second thought.

With righteous conviction, she said, "A bull can plow a field. Can a prince?"

She had been a top modern-day embroiderer, but had accidentally transmigrated here. Now she had to scrape by with her frail younger brother. She didn't have the strength to plow, so she decisively rejected the prince and chose the bull. She was right.

But... the prince was furious. "Su Jinxiu, you've gotten bold. I'll give you one more chance. Which one will you choose?"

Su Jinxiu swallowed nervously. "Your Highness, don't be so classless as to compare yourself to a bull."

The prince grew even angrier. He dragged her off to the palace to teach her a proper lesson.