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Chapter 47 Embroidering Beside Him
After listening to the imperial physician's words, a hint of worry clearly appeared in the girl's eyes.

She seemed to want to say something, but bit her lip and refused: "It's not that I'm unwilling to help, it's just that I... I have other things to do..."

"What's the matter?"

Qin Su was even more conflicted, her furrowed brows clearly showing her difficulty: "Embroidery... there's really no way..."

"That's easy."

The imperial physician thought it was something complicated, just embroidery.

"Actually, there's nothing for you to do, Miss. I just hope you can spend more time with His Highness. Embroidery is fine with you too."

Qin Su was clearly taken aback: "You mean you want me to go..."

She glanced at the room she had just left, unsure if she had guessed correctly.

The imperial physician nodded: "That's exactly what Miss is thinking."

It's only two days; as long as we get through it safely, there won't be any problems.

Qin Su didn't speak, her head down, seemingly lost in thought.

The imperial physician was getting anxious, and just as he was about to say something, the girl in front of him finally spoke: "I can agree to your request, but he probably won't agree."

If it were someone else, the imperial physician might hesitate about this question, but...

Looking at the slender and beautiful young woman before him, the imperial physician revealed a meaningful smile: "Miss Qin, rest assured, His Highness will agree."

Qin Su nodded: "Alright, if it can really help, I can."

Even as she spoke, her brows remained furrowed, and her fingers unconsciously rubbed together, as if she were thinking about how to handle the embroidery.

[Host, will the tyrant really agree?]

The system popped up as soon as no one was around.

Qin Su flipped through the monitoring reports from this period without even raising an eyebrow: "Who knows?"

Then, in the next sentence, his voice suddenly changed: "Prepare for talks tomorrow night."
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The system quickly learned the answer—

Looking at the embroidery frame standing in the room, and the various embroidery threads in the basket beside it, a hint of surprise flashed in Qin Su's eyes.

They acted faster than she had anticipated.

"Won't my embroidery here disturb you, young master?"

The man, whose face was already somewhat sour, sneered upon hearing this: "Sorry to bother you, get lost."

Qin Su didn't even blink: "Okay."

After saying that, he actually prepared to leave.

Seeing her so subdued, Chu Jiang felt his anger flare up even more: "You stop right there!"

The girl stopped and looked at him with a puzzled expression.

He got even angrier: "What do you take this place for? You think you can just come and go as you please?"

Qin Su: "...Then, shall I stay?"

Chu Jiang: Why did he get even angrier when the other party was clearly very "obedient"?

"what ever!"

He ignored her, pushed open the door and walked out aggressively, his steps quick, giving the impression that anyone who bumped into him would be doomed.

Ye Fan and the others, who had been secretly watching from the doorway, felt their hearts sink the moment the door opened.

Didn't His Highness already agree yesterday?

Why are you getting angry again?

Before they could figure out the reason, the man who came out swept his gaze over them and said, "Get out here and practice with me!"

One sentence sealed his fate and led to his miserable life.
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Inside the room, the system watched as Qin Su sat down, clipped the embroidery cloth, and began splitting the thread, but showed no intention of going out to find the tyrant, which puzzled it somewhat.

[Host, the tyrant is gone, aren't you going to go after him?] He's gone, what's the point of embroidering anymore?

Qin Su: "Let's go, it's not like we're not coming back."

Following the color scheme analyzed by the system, Qin Su selected the position and began to insert the needle.

System: Actually... that makes some sense.
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Qin Su began embroidering, and her attention became completely focused. With her nimble axis, the shape on the embroidery cloth gradually took shape.

She embroidered for more than an hour, so engrossed that she didn't even notice when the tyrant returned from the training ground, took a bath, entered the room, and stood behind her.

The system, which originally wanted to remind its host, fell silent after noticing the tyrant's serious gaze.

Based on experience, this is an excellent time for men and women to deepen their feelings for each other.

It's better to let the host discover it on its own.

Chu Jiang's eyes were bloodshot, and he still carried a fierce aura from just coming down from the martial arts arena.

Even so, my mind is still very clear and I'm incredibly active.

Because he hasn't been sleeping well for several days in a row, the people around him are almost driven crazy by him.

Of the guards around me, very few are still standing and uninjured.
The only special one—

He forced himself to move away from those slender white fingers that carried a certain special rhythm, and instead placed them on the girl's half of her snow-white and soft face.

This woman was the only one who, despite making him furious, was the only one he didn't lash out at.

"what--"

A yawn came from behind her. The girl paused in her embroidery, turned around, and met a pair of eyes that seemed particularly intimidating due to a long sleeplessness.

"You...you're back?"

Seeing her surprised expression, Chu Jiang couldn't help but be sarcastic: "It's my own room, why can't I go back?"

He then walked right past her toward the soft couch.

As they brushed past each other, the girl's faint fragrance wafted into his nostrils, making his eyelids droop a little.

Chu Jiang yawned twice more, then lay down directly on the flower-covered couch.

With its long arms and legs outstretched, the air in the room seemed to become somewhat oppressive.

Qin Su glanced at him, but seeing that he was looking at the ceiling and had no intention of acknowledging her, she had no choice but to silently look away and continue to focus on her work.

With her attention drawn back, the girl began embroidering earnestly again.

Gradually, she seemed to forget that there were other people around her, and she became completely absorbed in embroidery.

Little did she know that after she began embroidering, the person behind her gradually fixed their deep gaze on her.

[The tyrant is staring at his host so intently.]

The system quietly sent a reminder to its host: "Host, you practiced embroidery all this time, wasn't it just for today?"

Even the system itself didn't quite believe what it said. This wasn't the original plot, so how could the host have guessed it in advance?
It could only attribute it to Qin Su's serious and responsible work ethic, and that when playing the original body, he truly learned everything.

How do you say that?

Opportunity favors the prepared mind. It was precisely because the host was indeed serious and responsible in his work that his embroidery was not exposed in front of the tyrant!
The system once again marveled at how fortunate it was to have found such a wonderful host.

Chu Jiang initially found it somewhat novel; it was the first time he had ever seen what embroidery looked like.

He scoffed at the imperial physicians' advice; if these useless people were really that capable, he wouldn't exist.

Why was this woman able to soothe his emotions and calm him down?

He even said that maybe with her around, he could get a good night's sleep?
He's not stupid, how could he possibly believe that?

However, since she herself offered to borrow his place to avoid trouble, he reluctantly agreed.

Otherwise, seeing a pitiful little girl being bullied every day would be really annoying.
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[Host, the tyrant is asleep.]

As the breathing behind her grew heavier, the system's notification sounded. Because Qin Su needed to "concentrate" while embroidering, she asked the imperial physician to remove the incense from the tyrant's room.

The imperial physician, though reluctant, agreed because he needed something from Qin Su.

After the incense was removed, the calming fragrance emanating from the girl's body slowly began to take effect.

And look, the results are pretty good.

"understood."

Following the system's instructions, Qin Su slowed down her embroidery movements slightly.

While monitoring the tyrant, the system chatted casually with its host:
[How much longer will you continue embroidering, host? But this method is quite good; staying by the tyrant's side was something people "begged" for. Host is truly clever!]

Upon hearing the words "Great Conscience," Qin Su's lips twitched: "If you can't speak properly, you can shut up."

As for when it will end?
Qin Su smiled but did not answer.
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Chu Jiang seemed to have slept for a very long time, his mind filled with bizarre and fantastical thoughts.

But when he opened his eyes, he forgot everything, only vaguely remembering that there was a woman running forward in his dream.

He wanted her to stop, but she wouldn't listen.

He was very angry, so he chased after her and tried to grab her.

But who knew that when he chased after her, she ran even faster.

But in the end, they didn't catch him, and he didn't know the rest.

He yawned again, feeling a bit tired, but he didn't want to sleep anymore.

As soon as he moved, his gaze fell on a figure not far away with his back to him.

"What time is it? Haven't you finished embroidering yet?"

His face immediately darkened. He got up and walked over, intending to grab the girl's hand and throw her away.

"Don't!"

The little girl seemed startled; after he grabbed her hand, a clear look of panic appeared on her face.

"Chi~"

Chu Jiang scoffed coldly, let go of her hand, and stood behind her, his expression not good.

The little girl completely ignored her, nervously staring at the embroidery cloth in front of her, afraid that she had torn it by too much force, and all her efforts that afternoon would be wasted.

Fortunately, the tyrant let go in time, and although there were some minor flaws, it was still salvageable.

Qin Su put down the needles, frowned, and looked at the man behind her: "Young Master, could you please tell me before you act next time? What if you break it..."

The man, who had been patiently waiting expectantly, thought she was going to say something, but his face darkened upon hearing her words: "So what if you broke it? I'll pay you back if you break it!"

Qin Su: "That's not what I meant, I just..."

"Just what?" Chu Jiang's tone was harsh; this kind of bad-tempered conversation had been a constant throughout his life.

Anyone who is unhappy can vent their frustrations, whether through physical or verbal means, and in severe cases, they can even order someone to commit murder.

This was so natural to him that there was never any problem.

Only when he realized he had been so sharp-tongued that he seemed to have made the little girl cry did he suddenly shut his mouth.

"nothing."

Qin Su glanced at him briefly before quickly looking away.

But the sadness and grievance in that glance were deeply etched into Chu Jiang's mind.

He only felt a pang of regret when she got up, packed her embroidery clips, and prepared to leave.

"What are you doing?"

Qin Su continued tidying up the embroidery frame, her voice still gentle, but she refused to look up at him again.

"It's getting late, I need to go back and cook for the young master."

Soon, the embroidery was taken down, folded, and she was taking it back.

"I'm asking you to go back, why are you taking this junk with you? You're not going to tell me you're going to use it to embroider at night, are you?"

The man, unable to bear it any longer, grabbed her hand.

He was surprised to find that the girl's wrist was so slender and soft, as if he had held it a long time ago.

"Time is tight, so there's no other way but to embroider at night."

Qin Su, unusually, didn't hide anything and actually held back.

Chu Jiang frowned at her, as if looking at a fool: "What is so great that you have to embroider at night? Aren't you afraid you'll go blind!"

That's a rather malicious remark; if you didn't know better, you'd think he was cursing the girl to go blind.

Qin Su knew that wasn't what he meant.

She softened her tone: "You can't refuse your elders' requests, so just pretend you don't know."

As she spoke, she even gave him a somewhat pitiful smile, as if to comfort him.

Chu Jiang seemed even angrier.

His chest heaved, his anger seemingly about to spread, as he wanted to vent and vent his frustration.

Her gaze swept around, but then landed on the empty frame where the embroidery cloth had been removed. She said maliciously, "So what if you embroider well? You're still not even as good as a skilled embroiderer! No, even a skilled embroiderer is better than you. At least they get paid for their work. What do you get for your embroidery?"

Chu Jiang didn't know why he said these things, but he was angry at her submissive attitude.

What lousy embroidery! Throw it all away, cut it to shreds!
Outside, Imperial Physician Su glanced at Ye Fan, then looked back into the room.

I originally wanted Miss Qin to appease His Highness, but it seems to have made him even angrier?

Ye Fan said helplessly: He didn't know either.
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Qin Su looked up and stared directly into his eyes: "I embroidered it, so that Auntie can have an easier time."

The girl spoke gently, without dodging the question: "So even if I knew my stepmother was doing it on purpose, I couldn't refuse. Besides, it's just embroidery. I've overcome much harder things, what's this?"

Chu Jiang felt as if his heart had been struck hard. Looking at the gentle smiling face in front of him, his heart felt both throbbing and numb.

He was furious just a moment ago, but after the girl finished speaking, he felt a pang of heartache.

“If you don’t want to do it, you don’t have to,” he said.

"Hmm?" The girl looked up at him, somewhat puzzled.

Chu Jiang frowned slightly, but still said, "If you don't want to do it, then don't. I can help you."

A hint of surprise flashed in Qin Su's eyes, then she smiled: "Thank you. But it's no need. These days probably won't last much longer."

Chu Jiang was about to say "You're welcome" when her words diverted his attention: "What do you mean?"

He knew of the girl's suffering from childhood and did not believe that the wicked Prime Minister's wife would suddenly change her nature and stop tormenting her.

But she did smile and shake her head, refusing to say anything more.

"Okay, I'm going back to cook."

She waved to him as she spoke, then turned and left.

His words were stuck in his throat, neither coming out nor going down.
The two, who were on tenterhooks thinking there would be a commotion inside, saw the door open and the girl's graceful figure emerge from within.

They looked at each other, both filled with the same question: Is this it?
You seem confused. Is there anything I can do to help you?

A familiar, cool female voice rang in his ears, and when Chu Jiang looked up, he was met with the face that had been irritating him all night.

He then leaned back, a mocking sneer appearing on his handsome face: "Yes, let's change your face first."

Before Qin Su could speak, the system couldn't help but say: [The tyrant really harbors a grudge against the host's face~]

The kind of thing you have to say every time you meet.

(End of this chapter)