Chapter 73
After she finished speaking, she secretly looked at Feng Feilang, and after only one glance, she lowered her head shyly, praying secretly that Feng Feilang would recognize her.

Hearing what they said, Old Madam Yang held Xia Qingge's hand and clenched it a little, as if telling her not to be afraid.

Xia Qingge felt a burst of warmth in his heart, raised his eyes to meet Xia Yuhan's Shunzi, and immediately stood up.

Today's Xia Qingge is no longer the fool or idiot she was back then. The aura around her exudes an aura that is hard to ignore.

Just now, because Xia Qingge kept her head lowered, the later princes did not notice her appearance, but when she stood up, her entire gorgeous and unparalleled face was exposed in front of everyone.

All the children of those aristocratic families showed amazed eyes, and some who had heard that Xia Qingge was notorious were even more shocked by the current woman.

At this time, the woman standing in front of them was only twelve or thirteen years old, but her finely carved jade bracelet-like features were so eye-catching that people couldn't look directly at them.

Xia Qingge bowed to the old lady Jun Yingying: "Grandmother, this is the first time Qingge came to celebrate your old man's birthday, so I embroidered a small thing by myself. Qingge is in the western suburbs village all the year round, so I didn't invite you." What happened to Professor Xiu Niang, if you don’t like it later, don’t make fun of him.”

She said it was light and pleasant to the ear, as clear and sweet as a yellow oriole coming out of the valley, and the old lady laughed when she heard it.

"You girl, you are my darling, no matter what I give my grandmother, I like to take it with me every day."

Xia Qingge picked up the handkerchief and secretly covered his mouth with a smile: "I'm afraid you can't hold this thing every day."

"Oh? I'm curious, take it out and let me take a look."

At this time, Xi Chun and Wu Shuang walked in carrying something under the leadership of Nanny Jiang, and stopped when they walked in front of Xia Qingge.

Xia Qingge stepped forward and gently lifted off a yellow silk brocade covering on top, immediately revealing the true face of the contents inside.

Since Mrs. Yang's eyes brightened obviously, everyone gathered around curiously.

What was exposed in front of everyone was a fan screen about one meter in size. Screens of this size are very popular among these aristocratic families, and they are basically used as decorations.

And when everyone saw a picture on the fan, they all showed admiration on their faces. There was a picture of delicate and slightly upturned figures on the fan. They came holding fairy peaches, and some villains beside them were boys and girls accompanying them.

Even the sons of the aristocratic families sitting on the left couldn't help admiring the picture, and someone couldn't help but opened their mouths.

"I don't know which painter painted this, but the painting skills are very good."

"That's right, such a picture of a figure would be impossible without decades of knowledge. Presumably it must have been written by a master painter."

Murong Yi was also amazed: "It is indeed a rare and good painting, but it is a pity that it is painted on an ornament. If it is painted on rice paper and framed, it will definitely be famous forever."

Everyone nodded in agreement, and just as they were full of praise, a very lazy and pleasant voice sounded.

"I suppose it's an embroidery?"

Murong Yu raised his eyes to Xia Qingge with a deep smile, and when Xia Qingge saw his half-smile look, his expression turned cold for an instant, he pretended not to see it, and turned his face away.

"Embroidery?" Ye Tan, who was sitting next to her, couldn't believe it, got up and walked over.

When he walked in, he saw the delicate pattern on it, and he couldn't help looking at Xia Qingge curiously: "It's really an embroidery, did you embroider it?"

Jiang Nanny blessed her body slightly and saluted: "Reporting to Ye Shizi, it was embroidered by my young lady."

Ye Tan raised his eyebrows slightly, as if he was very shocked, and then he seemed to find something interesting, and said in great surprise: "You really embroidered it? Are you really Xia Qingge?"

Hearing his words, Xia Qingge was a little amused, and then Shunzi who met him replied calmly and peacefully: "It's true."

Ye Tan's bright black eyes brightened obviously, and he whispered to Xia Qingge, "It's fun, I remember you."

The voice was very soft, only Xia Qingge could hear it clearly, he paused in his heart, and looked at this nervous Ye Shizi with some puzzlement.At this time, he had already sat back in his seat.

Xia Qingge sneered inwardly, the children of these aristocratic families are really more narcissistic than the other.

Mrs. Yang stood up excitedly from her seat, walked over with the support of Nanny Gao, and carefully stroked the pattern on it.

After walking into Mrs. Yang, I like it even more. The colors on the picture are very bright and detailed. If you don't walk in and observe, you can't tell that it is an embroidery.

These characters are very vivid, as if endowed with souls, and the clothes they wear and the fairy spirit created by the background are all embroidered with special techniques.

"Okay, it's really a picture of the three gods giving blessings: "If I don't look carefully, I really think it's a fairy coming here. It's so vivid."

As soon as the old matriarch opened her mouth, other people praised her again and again: "Yes, Miss Xia's embroidery is really a treasure among embroidery works, even the best embroiderers in the capital may not have such skills. It's like being alive."

Everyone praised you and me one by one, but Xia Qingge just smiled lightly, showing no complacency at all.

This kind of spirit of everyone is admired secretly in the eyes of everyone. She can be happy without showing it, and her favorite is not arrogant. It seems that this young lady is really a character.

Xia Yuhan, who stood watching from the side, looked at the embroidery with a cold face, but she hoped that the sun would shine into the room sooner, and then she wanted to see how Xia Qingge was still here.

While everyone was watching carefully, someone suddenly yelled: "Ah".

Everyone looked for the sound, and finally fixed on Xia Yuhan's body, but Xia Yuhan pointed at the embroidery tremblingly.

"Blood, it's the color of blood, it's a bad omen."

When she said this, everyone hurriedly turned to look at the embroidery, only to see that the extremely bright embroidery just now turned blood red in an instant.

Even the entire face of the birthday star is bright red.

At this time, even Feng Feilang frowned unconsciously, obviously this bad omen, someone must have intentionally punished this girl.

And Murong Yu, who was watching coldly from the sidelines, actually smiled evilly, he was curious about how this little girl would deal with it.

Seeing the situation in front of them, the faces of a group of young ladies who had been praising it just now became very ugly, and they secretly hated them for praising the embroidery just now.

(End of this chapter)

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