So without the slightest hesitation, Song Caiwei refused.

But for Song Caiwei's refusal, Li Shu thought that she was embarrassed, or thought that Song Caiwei was the kind of person who was not greedy for fame and fortune. But in order to repay the favor, Li Shu resolutely pushed the two boxes forward.

"Miss Wei, this is my heart, if you don't accept it, or that sentence, I will definitely have trouble sleeping in the future, besides, saving people's lives, not to mention my life, don't say these small gifts, even if it is more valuable, it is worth it."

"That'...... All right. ”

Li Shu's words were very serious, looking directly into Song Caiwei's eyes, which made Song Caiwei instantly feel sorry for him if she didn't accept this gift.

So after hesitating in her heart, Song Caiwei glanced at Yun Lang, and after getting Yun Lang's nod, Song Caiwei responded generously.

However, putting away this gift, Song Caiwei was still a little weak-hearted, because since she knew that Li Shu was the prince, the things in this box were naturally good, so Song Caiwei was a little apprehensive for a while.

However, when the two returned to the mansion where they lived, Song Caiwei opened the things and knew that she still underestimated Li Shu's economic ability as the prince of a country.

"Jin Yue Sayi, is this the long-lost Jin Yue Sayi of the previous dynasty?"

In the wild history of this era, Song Caiwei has naturally seen a lot of things when she has nothing to do, and the thing that makes her remember deeply is this golden moon dress.

It's not about how beautiful the embroidery is, it's about the materials used. It is recorded in the wild history that this yarn is made of silk spit by the golden silkworm, and there is nothing to wear it, and there is no wind to automatic. Moreover, it is warm in winter and cool in summer, and it is even more miraculous that it has the effect of nourishing the skin and body.

Not to mention whether the functions of these records are true or false, now that Song Caiwei touches such a delicate gauze with her hands, she is almost a little in love.

"What the prince of Dongwu took out, where will there be a fake?"

Seeing Song Caiwei caressing the sartorie, looking like an old hen protecting her chicks, Yun Lang couldn't help but spit a pot of sour water in his heart.

Then he didn't look at Song Caiwei. directly dragged Song Chengjun's little hand standing aside, and strode out.

However, for his departure. Song Caiwei directly chose to ignore it, and continued to hold the gauze and rub it on her face.

"Wei girl, bring it and I'll try the size."

Jin Yue Sayi, I don't know how many times my little sister has said it in her ear. Now it's real. And her little sister is still baby-like, so Song Cailian has an urge to try it on.

With this idea, he then walked forward, reached out and touched the yarn, and snatched it from Song Caiwei's hand. Then he put it on his body at the speed of light, looked down, and was quite satisfied.

glanced at Song Caiwei, who was dumbfounded. "You are still young, and your bones have not yet opened. This gown is just right for me. ”

After finishing speaking, he immediately disappeared in front of Song Caiwei's eyes.

By the time Song Caiwei reacted, her second sister had long been nowhere to be found. Glancing at the people in the hall, Song Caiwei hugged the other box in her hand that had not yet been opened, and then said: "You all have a good rest, I'll go first", and then ran away without a trace in an instant.

Back in the house, Song Caiwei made sure that the doors and windows were tightly closed, and then slowly and carefully opened the smaller one of the two boxes.

With the golden moon dress in front, Song Caiwei was very much looking forward to what was in this box.

Carefully opened the box, looking at the glittering needles, Song Caiwei's mind was a little confused for a moment.

Although her biggest hobby is embroidery, there is no need to have her own set of embroidery needles. You must know that as a qualified embroiderer, Song Caiwei's embroidery is not limited to what embroidery needles are used.

However, looking at the two Dongzhu next to the box, which were larger than the crown on Chu Duxue's head, Song Caiwei's frustrated mood improved a little.

After reading the contents of the box, Song Caiwei carefully hid the two Dongzhu, and then saw that it was still early, so she took out the sewing basket and began to rest and embroider with a new embroidery needle.

Tomorrow's first embroidery competition, although it is just a selection competition, but Song Caiwei is also very excited, because how many years have passed, Song Caiwei has not experienced this kind of assessment for a long time.

The embroidery needle sent by Li Shu, Song Caiwei only took more than an hour to use it very skillfully.

After dinner, the Song Caiwei sisters chatted for a while in the back garden of the house before they went back to the house to sleep.

Dreamless all night, compared to Song Cailian, Hongmei, and Song Caiqing, who have huge eye circles, Song Caiwei is sleeping very well, so her face and spirit are very good.

After eating a nutritious breakfast, Song Caiwei and his entourage took the time to take the carriage to the West Market.

Compared to yesterday, the number of people in the West Market is much smaller. Because today is the first day of the embroidery girl selection competition, the number of participants is already too much, so the Lin'an Mansion sent officers and soldiers to martial the entire square.

Only the embroidery girl who received the number plate yesterday is eligible to enter the venue. So the people who came with Song Caiwei and her entourage today, in addition to the driver who drove the car, there was also Song Qingxiang.

Originally, Yun Lang was also going to follow, but he was sent away by Song Caiwei.

The selection competition is not open to the public, but when the finals are held, the square will be fully opened. However, it is also open to those who have status and status symbols, and only a few people who have bought tickets can watch the finals.

When I entered the venue, I walked to the door and saw a line of waiters waiting there. They were dressed in the same costumes, smiling, and each had a box in front of them.

Each one holds an embroidery, holds a number plate, and draws the number of seats with the number plate.

Song Caiwei went to the No. 6 field because she drew the No. 6 card on the spot, but unfortunately none of the people in the group were in the same venue as her.

However, Song Caiwei was not nervous, cheered everyone on, and walked into the arena with confidence.

The tournament was divided into 16 venues, each with 500 people, and the book was spectacular.

Seven rows of ten, Song Caiwei entered the field and quickly found her own position, and waited for about a cup of tea.

The silent bell of the selection competition was remembered, and then there were waiters, one by one, distributing needles and threads to each embroiderer.

Soon after, the second bell rang and the game officially began.

The time of the competition is an hour, and the topic of the competition is to embroider purses. The purse is the foundation of every woman's embroidery entry, so it is not difficult, but it is the most test of whether a person's embroidery foundation is solid. (To be continued.) )