I heard that Niangniang is nearsighted

Chapter 280 As you wish

Fan Manman, who had never studied female red in her previous life and only sewed clothes for herself at school, lowered her eyes to look at the needlework basket and at Liu Ying with firm eyes, so she had no choice but to pick up the embroidery shed.

Anyway, it's all threading, so it shouldn't be too much difference.

Fan Manman held the needle in a dignified manner, and just pricked it, "Give me a trick..."

"never mind."

Fan Manman walked to the dressing table, avoiding Liuying's sight, took out a water-soluble pen, and simply sketched a pattern of waves in the center of the embroidery shed.

This one is simpler.

Then, under Liuying's silent gaze, Fan Manman began to outline the appearance of waves with the most basic flat stitch.

The waves choose different degrees of blue, blue-green and white lines, and Fan Manman begins to fill in the outline little by little following the way in his mind.

Embroidering carefully, Fan Manman's eyes were stuck to the embroidery shed.

"Master, you are like this..." Liu Ying became a little worried.

Fan Manman raised her head and moved her sore neck from bowing her head for a long time, "It's okay."

"Why don't I help you sketch out a general shape, and you can make it into a sachet at the end?"

Thinking that her master really seemed to have an eye disease, Liuying spoke with some distress, completely forgetting that she had firmly refused before.

Fan Manman smiled, "Forget it, let people know that we are all bullying the emperor, I will do it myself."

This was Fan Manman's first time doing handwork for the opposite sex at such a young age. She lowered her eyes and smiled softly, holding a thin needle with her slender white fingers and shuttled up and down the embroidery shed.

When I was concentrating, time passed quickly, and before I knew it, the lights of Luo Temple were already on.

"Master, please rest for a while."

Fan Manman moved her neck, put down the embroidery shed in her hand, felt the comfortable strength from her neck behind her, and narrowed her eyes lightly in laziness and enjoyment.

It's great to have someone massage your neck and shoulders when it's sore!

She was corrupted by the extravagance and corruption of feudalism.

"Okay, take a break." Fan Manman enjoyed it for a while and let Liuying push it aside.

She lowered her eyes, put a third of the pattern embroidered on the embroidery shed in front of her, and suddenly felt a little sense of accomplishment.

"This is the front, the back is not embroidered yet." Fan Manman sighed.

In the evening, Gu Jinghuai rested in the Zichen Palace again, and did not invite anyone to sleep with him.

Those newcomers to the palace were a little disappointed, while the old ones breathed a sigh of relief.

Fan Manman knew that Gu Jinghuai was continuing to deal with the remnants of the governor of Huanjiang in the court, and was hunting for the whereabouts of the governor of Huanjiang.

She couldn't sleep at night, always thinking about the sachet, tossed and turned for a while and got up again, embroidered for a while before falling asleep contentedly.

Perhaps the pattern she chose was too simple, and she was so focused on it when she was serious that she didn't read the script, so the embroidery was almost done the next day.

On the third day, she followed Liu Ying to learn how to cut the embroidered patterns into sachets.

Unskilled in business, Fan Manman embroidered the inside and outside of the embroidered fabric wrongly, and there was no way to turn the inside in. She sighed, took it apart again, and took a closer look at how Liuying did it.

When it was finally done, Fan Manman raised a smile, "I'm still quite talented!"

Liuying looked at the slightly rough and unrefined sachet in the master's hand, and then praised a few words.

When I turned my back, I was a little worried, in case His Majesty dislikes it, how should I comfort my master...

Looking at the sachet in her hand, Fan Manman liked it more and more, the corners of her mouth became wider, and she wished she could send a circle of friends with her mobile phone and let her classmates boast about rainbow farts!

Hey——

Regretfully touched the sachet in his hand, the traces of the outline on it had been washed away long ago.

"Give it to His Majesty."

(End of this chapter)