The official I raised has become a fine

Chapter 207
However, the hidden guard didn't know what she was going to embroider. He only knew that she went to the warehouse to get a piece of fabric and some silk thread.But Jun Yao was not in a hurry to know these things. After all, if there was a sense of mystery, he would be even more pleasantly surprised, so he ordered the hidden guard not to tell him what it was, and he asked Song Zhiying to tell him in person.

On the first day of embroidery, Song Zhiying continued to embroider for several hours relying on her initial enthusiasm, and finally stopped when her neck was so sore that she couldn't lift it up. I embroidered less than a third of it.It seems that this embroidery is more difficult than she imagined.

On the second day of embroidery, Song Zhiying insisted on embroidering half of the embroidery pattern. Looking at the slightly embryonic embroidery, Song Zhiying expressed her satisfaction.Although it is inevitable that there will be missed stitches and wrong stitches in her embroidery, and it is not as smooth as the embroiderers' embroidery, but as long as she holds it a little farther away, um, farther away, it will look quite the same.

On the third day of embroidery, Song Zhiying felt that she was almost a match. She stared at that little embroidery needle every day, and her eyes were almost cross-eyed, but it was finally coming to the end.

On the fourth day of embroidery, Song Zhiying held her breath to finish embroidering the handkerchief in order to get relief earlier, and stayed up until the early morning before finally finishing.

Looking at the first embroidery in her life, Song Zhiying felt very relieved, and she was not even willing to give it to Fu Guier, and she didn't know if he liked it or not, and would he treat her painstaking efforts well, if he didn't like it, she No matter what she said, she had to take back the embroidered handkerchief. A lot of her hard work had been concentrated on it.

Song Zhiying raised her hands and looked at them in front of her eyes. The embroidery would inevitably get stuck in her hands, especially tonight when she turned on the lights and embroidered at night, it was inevitable that she would not be so focused. She was pricked several times by the needle, and even bled a few times Here comes the beads.

She is a person who is very afraid of pain. Every time she is stabbed, she will cry out in pain, but her first reaction is not to look at her injury, but to quickly remove the embroidered handkerchief.

She must not allow her own blood to get on her precious embroidered handkerchief. Although considering that Fuguier is a man, she chose black fabric with dark patterns, but if it is stained with blood, it should be obvious.

She didn't want to finish the embroidery soon and have to embroider it again.

But now that the flowers are finally embroidered, Song Zhiying looks at the red dots on her white and tender fingers, and suddenly feels sorry for herself.Embroidery is really too difficult. If Fu Guier doesn't like the gift she gave, or thinks that her embroidery is not good-looking, she will definitely go up and pluck his hair to vent her anger.

Of course, it was done in her imagination. If she really got started, she might be belching before even touching his hair.

Song Zhiying spread out her embroidered handkerchief again, and admired it repeatedly. As long as you don't look carefully, this embroidered handkerchief is no different from that embroidered by the embroidered mother. Although some details may be a little out of shape, those are minor problems and will not affect it. overall feeling.

Song Zhiying found a small box, unfolded and folded the embroidered handkerchief, and put it in carefully, hoping that tomorrow's rich and noble son will not be too moved, if he is moved to tears, she has to coax him, how much trouble.

After finally settling her mind, Song Zhiying finally turned on the light, lay down on her soft bed, and fell asleep instantly.

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(End of this chapter)