Although I agreed to embroider the sachet for Mu Zi, but...the sachet...the sachet...
Qiucao looked at the five-color silk threads and colored silks in front of her. In addition to sincerely admiring their beauty, she also felt a sense of deep despair.
How do you make a sachet?T_T
Plum blossom petals are everywhere in the garden. All you need to do is pick them up and dry them. You can also read a love poem from the Book of Songs that you have read. However, the most important thing is to embroider patterns and patterns on colored silk... She doesn't know how to embroider at all.
Something!
Qiucao was so sad and angry that she kept banging her head on the table![
The maid was shocked when she saw it, and rushed over to catch her, "Princess! What are you doing?!"
Qiucao looked at the maid with a cupped face and said feebly, "I'm... embroidering a sachet..."
"..." Can the sachet...can be embroidered with the head? The maid has a lot of black thread, guessing: "Is the princess trying to embroider some pattern on the sachet?"
Still thinking about patterns, she can’t even hold a needle well?!
Qiucao lamented: "Yeah... I was thinking, why did the ancients have so much time to invent the sachet? The invention was invented, so why did they have to embroider patterns on the sachet!"
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When Qiucao said this, the maid Quan thought she was worried about what pattern to embroider, so she said, "Then...Would the princess try to embroider tiger patterns? Xiaohong thinks tiger patterns are very suitable for King Mu!"
"Tiger, tiger pattern?" Qiucao burst into tears. She couldn't even embroider straight lines, so she still embroidered tiger patterns. Wouldn't that kill her? But despite this, Qiucao still followed the maid's words with tears in her eyes.
"Your suggestion is a good one, but... what kind of tiger should I embroider?"
There is really nothing she can do about saying this, because Qiucao heard that Li Yingrong's embroidery skills are unparalleled in the world. If she said she couldn't... wouldn't she be admitting to everyone that she was a fake?
Qiucao wept beautifully, thinking in her mind that she would sneak out in a man's clothes later and buy a tiger-striped sachet on the street to recharge.
After thinking about it this way, the anxiety in my heart finally dissipated a little bit and I felt relaxed.
However, just when her mood improved a little, the maid said, "There are many tiger pictures in the prince's study. The princess can go and look at them for reference!"