This embroidered handkerchief was embroidered by Xu Sanchun in his spare time, just for the present moment.

On the embroidered handkerchief is a picture of early spring with both form and spirit. On the picture, there are butterflies flying between the branches and leaves, and children playing in the fields. Next to the clear stream, there is a small boat, which is rising and falling with the waves.

So realistic!

Of course realistic.

Xu Sanchun spent a lot of energy on this embroidery picture. She integrated her lifelong artistic skills into this embroidery, used fine brushwork techniques in many places, and expressed them with skillful embroidery techniques.

Because of the texture and color of the silk thread, this early spring picture is distinctly layered, lifelike and vivid.

But what Tiangong Niang valued was not this embroidery technique that she had never seen before. Instead, the purple color that occasionally flashed on the embroidery picture.

Extremely light, extremely shallow, and very easy to ignore, but there is no doubt that it is purple.

How is that possible?

It is something that even I can't do if I can make the embroidery picture show purple magic. What's more, the material of the embroidery picture in my hand is just ordinary white silk.

Perhaps, it is better than white silk, but it is definitely not the special white silk used to embroider the array drawings.

This point I will never be wrong with embroidering countless array diagrams.

The first time there was a fluctuation on Tiangong Niang's face.

"Did you embroider it yourself?" she asked.

"Yes." Xu Sanchun replied.

What she relies on was the little uncertainty in her heart. The purple that flashed by once was the same color as the highest magic power mentioned by Mrs. Sun.

When embroidering this early spring picture, purple appeared on her needle tip. But after the embroidery picture was completed, she never saw it again.

Sweat beads oozing from Xu Sanchun's palm. I wonder if he could use this embroidery picture to get help from Tiangong Niang.

She couldn't see it, and even her mother couldn't see it.

Only with Tiangong Niang's eyes can the three of them see this light purple color that is almost impossible to distinguish.

Therefore, Cai Niang didn’t understand. Even if the embroidery skills in this picture were novel, how could Tiangong Niang hesitate?

"Go and get a piece of white silk that the embroidered lady tried." Tiangong Niang pondered for a moment and ordered Cai Niang.

This time, Cai Niang could no longer suppress the surprise in her heart and glanced at Tiangong Niang. Seeing that she had no intention of changing her mind, she responded.

"Come on, sit down and talk." There were only two people left in the house. Tiangong Niang's attitude became much more kind, and she asked Xu Sanchun to sit down.

Xu Sanchun thanked him, "In front of Tiangong's mother, the little woman dared not sit."

What a joke? Even the Cai Mother of Zhijin Mansion has no seat in front of Tiangong Mother. How dare she sit casually? If she sits there, Cai Mother will probably be dissatisfied when she sees him.

Wherever you go, don’t you have to be senior? She won’t make such mistakes.

If she really could pass the embroidery test, the embroidery school she wanted to enter would be the embroidery school in Nanfeng Town, which was under the jurisdiction of Cai Niang. As the saying goes, it is better to take charge of the county magistrate. Even if she can please this Tiangong Lady, she will not have a good life if she offended Cai Niang.

Tiangong Niang laughed and said, "It's a cautious person. Tell me, why did you live in my uncle's house?"

"When the mother of Huitian, the little girl has no father or mother. Fortunately, the mute mother took her in and recognized her as her adopted mother. The mute mother has never married for life and lives with her brother and sister-in-law."

"Oh?" Tiangong Niang raised her eyebrows, but she didn't expect Xu Sanchun's life experience to be so bizarre, and praised: "You mute lady, you are a good-hearted person."

Speaking of the mute lady, Xu Sanchun felt sad and said, "If it weren't for the mute lady's intake, my life would have been gone long ago. How could I talk to you here?"

Tiangong Niang looked her up and down and said, "Such a beautiful girl is an orphan. I think your parents must have had some great difficulties, otherwise you would not be left alone."

In the capital, what kind of beauty has never seen Tiangong Niang? The Jinmao Mansion has a unique status. With Tiangong Niang's title, even the palace is in and out of the palace, which is a collection of all kinds of stunning places.

So, when I saw Xu Sanchun, Tiangong Niang thought she was a beautiful girl. After looking at her carefully, she realized that it was different.

Xu Sanchun's appearance is not a peerless one, but it does not look like a good color that can be raised in the fields of the countryside. Maybe her life experience is not simple.

parents?

Xu Sanchun was stunned. After she arrived at the Shang Dynasty, she had never thought about this problem.

The first person she met was the mute lady. Although she was her adopted mother, she always treated the mute lady as her biological mother. The mute lady's kindness to her is worthy of such treatment.

Seeing her confused expression, Tiangong Niang felt a little pity in her heart.

The fate between people is very wonderful. If you don’t understand it, then Xu Sanchun is just an irrelevant passerby to Tiangong Niang.

But after saying a few words, she saw that she had a miserable life experience, and the distance between the two became much closer.

The Tsai Mother took the white silk that the embroidered girl tried, and the Tiangong Niang said, "There is an embroidery basket there. You can embroider a picture according to the pattern inside."

Xu Sanchun looked in the direction she pointed, and there was a neat row of embroidery baskets, and she took the one on the side.

Cainiang understood what Tiangong Niang meant, took Xu Sanchun downstairs, found a seat for her, and said, "You are embroidering here." This place is spacious, with several rows of seats neatly placed, originally planned to try the embroiderer.

Xu Sanchun opened the embroidery basket and there were two patterns inside: one was a bunch of orchids in the middle, and the outside was made of interwoven lines of light green silk threads to form a circle; the other was a light yellow pillow. It seemed that the lines of the pillow were quite particular.

Is there two pictures that I have to embroider?

Xu Sanchun gestured with the white silk and embroidery, and found that there were enough embroidery pictures, so she threaded a needle and started embroidery. Once she started embroidery, she felt like she had entered a state of meditation, and her whole body and mind were concentrated on the small embroidery needle in her hand.

Before we knew it, both embroidery pictures were completed.

She tidied up the embroidery basket, carried it upstairs, and presented the embroidery picture.

"Did you embroider two?" Tiangong Niang asked in surprise. She originally meant to ask Xu Sanchun to pick one of the pictures to embroider. The same was true when the embroiderer tried it. She provided two patterns and asked the woman who took the exam to choose one of them to embroider. The white silk was given enough, but she was afraid that someone would be too nervous, so she gave enough white silk to spare.

"I, I don't know." Xu Sanchun felt a little uneasy, "Has he done something wrong?"

Tiangong Niang smiled and said, "It's okay, come and take it to me."

A picture of orchid and a pillow, Tiangong Niang held it in her hand and looked carefully, but no trace of purple was found.

What's going on?

Why did the pattern she embroidered herself appear in light purple, but not on the special white silk?

Tiangong Niang tied the orchid sketch to her wrist, closed her eyes and pondered for a moment, and looked at the nervous Xu Sanchun.
Chapter completed!