Hou's daughter, she is cold and sassy

Chapter 3 Shili Xiuchunfang

"I also know the owner of the valley, and I really want to go to the Valley of Spiritual Medicine." Yun Qingxiu stood with his hands behind his back, looking into the distance, his eyes were clear.Guzhu, the spiritual doctor, was the master who taught her medical skills in her previous life.It's not a problem to get a teacher in advance, and the master loves her the most, so this lie can be fulfilled.

The man rolled his eyes: "That token..."

Yun Qingxiu knew what he wanted to ask as soon as she heard it, and answered truthfully: "I stole it when I was a child."

The man didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "Speaking of which, you, a girl, have traveled such a long way. In fact, I can protect you, as long as you give me some more..."

"No need." The force forged in the bloody storm in her previous life has not disappeared. There are not many people in the entire Tiansheng Dynasty who can defeat her, and she can not be too conspicuous because she knows the disguise technique.

It's just that her purpose of leaving the mansion is not just these.

Three years later.

Shili Embroidery Spring Square is the largest embroidery workshop in Kyoto, where many royal families send their clothes for embroidery.The embroidery technique is the long-lost flying needle embroidery.The embroidered flowers, trees, birds and insects are all lifelike.

It's just that Fangzhu is a strange person, and not everyone is embroidered.According to her meaning: look at the edge of the eye.If it looks good, it will be embroidered, and if it doesn't look good, even the royal relatives will resolutely refuse.

Now that it is approaching Youshi, Shilixiuchunfang is still overcrowded.

In the workshop, women hold embroidery needles and embroider on the edge of their clothes.The movement was smooth and fluid, without any pause, which made people dazzled.

"Miss! His Highness the Crown Prince wants you to embroider a Bingdilian flower on the clothes." Jing Hong held the brocade clothes and handed them to her.

The woman did not raise her eyes, but a trace of hatred flashed in her eyes. "Where to send it."

Jinghong was stunned. "But...Miss, this is His Royal Highness after all..."

A mocking smile curled up on her lips.Bing Dilian, is Rong Jingxi worthy? "Uncle Fu."

"Miss, what's the matter?" Uncle Fu opened the wooden curtain and walked in, and replied respectfully.

She pointed to the clothes and said, "You can embroider."

Uncle Fu paused, and waved his hands again and again: "Miss, how can I know embroidery as a rough person? If I can't embroider well, won't it smash the signboard of our Shili Embroidery Spring Square?"

The woman sneered, her tone was as cold as ice, turning one's blood into ice crystals. "You forgot my rules of Shilixiuchunfang!" Uncle Fu shuddered, hurriedly took away his clothes and left.

The most basic rule of Shili Xiuchun Workshop is that everything is subject to orders from the workshop owner. "Miss..." Jinghong really doesn't understand, even if the young lady doesn't like the prince, it's fine to be perfunctory, why is she so openly against the prince?
She put down her embroidery needle and got up.After straightening out the folds on the dress, Shi Shiran said: "Look, dirty eyes, touch, dirty hands, embroidery, dirty needles."

Shocked, Miss Dongxi, His Highness the Prince's Highness, is so disgusted? But they do have the capital to compete with the Prince.

The woman sat in front of the dressing table, looking at herself in the bronze mirror.The cardamom years are the best time in life.Everyone looked at Yan Rantong, the color of the world was like dust.It is not an exaggeration to use this description.

After being reborn, three years have passed in the blink of an eye, counting the days, it is time to return to the Marquis Mansion.Rong Jingxi, in this life, I will destroy your army, seize your country, and uproot your power!Her pretty face is full of ruthlessness and determination.

At the gate of Shili Embroidery Spring Workshop, Rong Jingxi was clutching the brocade robe, looking at the crooked patterns on it, burning with anger.In this world, no one dared to violate his dignity so blatantly!

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(End of this chapter)